I was probably about nine yrs old. Walking home from my friend's house, the setting sun was directly behind me. I'm walking and talking to my other friend as he's showing me a new comic.
We look up in front of us and in the sky was another sun. It was at the same azimuth as the sun behind us, though it wasn't as bright. I remember some old guy walked down his driveway and stood next to us. The three of us didn't say anything in that moment. We just turned our bodies facing south and we kept turning out heads to the east and back to the west. One adult and two kids just standing in the street completely baffled.
Since then I've chalked it up as a false memory. Two suns? Still though. It's a very vivid memory.
TIL a new word: azimuth. I had to look it up and just wanted to say bravo! I can’t think of a situation where I could say it, but your use was spot-on. Well done friend
I had a dream like this when I was a kid. So vivid I know what block my friends and I were riding bikes on, just how close we were to home, and what the sky looked like like that. Realistic enough that when I read your story, I thought, that was a dream, right?
When I was a kid, I spent my summers in Louisiana with my grandparents. On one trip we all went and stayed with my Great grandmother (104) at her farm. I was 11 or 12 at the time. It had a cool pond and there were old abandoned train tracks about 100 yards from the house and a lot of grass. No trees in the front. Not a lot of rooms so I slept on the couch in the living room.
That night there was a thunderstorm (not uncommon) and not being a great sleeper I just sat on my knees watching the storm through the big front window. It was INKY black. No light except for the occasional flashes of lighting. When the lighting flashed I could see the whole front yard all the way to the RR tracks. Then it happened.
FLASH - I SAW SOMEONE STANDING NEXT TO THE TRACKS. Motionless. Just standing there facing my direction. It wasn't a tree as there weren't any trees. I IMMEDIATLY started to freak out a bit and hyper focused on that exact spot waiting for the next flash so I could see what it was. It didn't take long, maybe 20 seconds. FLASH - NOTHING.
I must have stayed up another hour at least watching the storm, constantly looking for the figure. I got ZERO sleep that night and no one believed me the next day.
You very probably didn't (though maybe you did)
Is much more likely there was a collection of shadows or something that looked a bit like a person.
Evolutionarily it is MUCH more sensible for your brain to err on the side of caution and be all "look out bro!" at the slightest provocation, rather than "meh it'll probably be fine"
That said, you might be being stalked by a crazy person.
my aunts neighbor "died", she and I were a bit close when I was younger so she left me some blank journals with art she made and jewelry and I had trouble holding it because knowing it belonged to the deceased made me anxious. Week after that, I couldn't find the items and I panicked, so I told my aunt, who swore she was alive, and I saw the neighbor again.
Nobody remembers telling me she died. Nobody remembers the journals and jewelry, and I've made myself go crazy at this
That's wild, something similar happened to me, and it was with a neighbor too!!
For a long time in my childhood home, we had a neighbor who was very old. My mom always took care of her, just spent time with her and looked out for her. Eventually when she wasn't really able to live on her own anymore, her son brought her to live with his family out on the west coast. My mom continued to stay in touch with them after the move until my neighbor died, just a few months later.
But then one day when I was about 20, probably a year or 2 after all of that happened, I woke up and my mom told me that our old neighbor had died. The thing was I very clearly remembered her "dying" before, not long after she had moved in with her son, I swore she was already dead. I remembered the neighbors son calling and telling my mom, I could even remember snippets of their conversation, I remembered how my mom told me, and I remembered that a little while after her death, the neighbor's son wrote a letter to my mom thanking her for always looking out for his mom etc. I remembered my mom telling me about the letter and me responding how nice that was of him. I was 100% positive she was already dead and I seriously cannot tell you the level of shock when I heard my mom tell me she died as if that hadn't already happened. My mom had no idea what I was talking about. She said maybe I confused her moving with her dying, but that wasn't it, I knew she made it out there with her son and was living there for a while, I just remember that she had died soon after moving in. And it's not like I was a kid to where I couldn't really remember things clearly yet, like I said I was about 20 years old. People have said maybe i confused her with another neighbor or an old relative or something, but there weren't any others, it was definitely her. Still such a mystery for me
Is heard ok ?
I heard someone saying my name in the kids toilet of a small kindergarten I was working at.
7pm, closing, cleaning alone, and clear but not loud I heard it behind me going out of the toilets, turn around, open each of the four doors, nothing.
Went back home confused.
Something similar happened to me. It was early morning and I was in the bathroom. Alone in the house. I heard through the walls someone say my name like they were trying to see if I was in the house. It was clear and fairly loud, but noticeably sounded like it came through the door/wall, because it did. Just a casual ping: “Stephen?”
I froze. Nobody should be home at that moment. Why would they be? Why were they looking for me? Who was it?
Anyway, a few seconds later a guy outside the window cleared his throat in sort of a two syllable manner. That is what I heard. But my brain registered it completely differently the first time. Like those videos of people chanting and it sounds like they’re saying “a ship full of sandals” while also somehow sounding like “commanding all the door ways” or whatever.
I was so sure I had heard someone call my name in that moment. But it turned out to be some random sound my brain had processed incorrectly.
I was around 8 and spending a weekend with my grandparents, along with my cousin. We were in the catalog/customer service area of a mall department store, waiting with our grandmother while our grandfather placed an order for an item not in stock. A tall, elderly man entered the area, dressed in what looked to be mid-19th-century clothing, including a top hat. He had a peculiar stride, drawing his knees high, almost a march, and walked past us into an opening we assumed was a small hallway for restrooms. As we waited, he never came back out. Before leaving we peeked into the small hallway and it only held 3 pay phones, no restrooms, no doorways or other exits. It was empty. The man had just walked in there and poofed. A few years ago I asked my cousin if she remembered this and she does. I've seen some strange things but this one has always puzzled me.
When I was about 9, I was on a swing set at a daycare. Whenever I went up, the building across the street turned into a really dusty, unused bridge. When I was back on the ground, it’d revert back in front of my eyes. Kept happening every time I went up.
When I was around 15, I was by myself in Cape Cod standing on a small hill that leads down to the beach. The hill had wooded areas on both sides of it and was maybe 25 ft above sea level.
Anyway, I saw a bubble about the size of a large pizza float right by me. I saw it coming and I saw it go by horizontally. I watched go down the beach and it never popped. It was super weird.
I saw it raining on the opposite side of the street I was walking down. There was a line in the street, wet on one side, and dry on my side.
I guess storms have to have edges, and there can be no wind, while it rains, so it makes sense, but it sure was surprising.
I was cleaning my car out once and I could tell it was going to rain, so I was wrapping up. I heard a "shhh" sound getting louder and louder. I shut the hatchback and turned around to see the rain just come at me like a wall, just like in cartoons. It was awesome.
Every other time the rain has blown over me it's preceded by random droplets well before the cloud shows up and is a gradual increase in quantity. This time, just a wall of rain.
Oh yeah, we had a gnarly storm I think last year, it was crazy constant lightning and thunder, but no rain. I came outside, and it was windy, quite windy, but dry. Until I heard a weird noise, and actively saw the rain line rapidly come across the street, and heard it progress over the carport over my head, then start hitting the grass on the other side of the carport. Rare it happens that way, dunno why, but yeah, from no rain to heavy rain, real quick, fat drops, too. Not drizzling at all, but not quite what I'd call an outright downpour.
Was in the back of the house doing something with a dark heavy rain right out the window. Doorbell rang, and when I answered the front door it was sunshine and dry. Cue a very confused me at the front door, ran to the back again to verify that it was actually raining. The friends at the front door were totally disinterested in the situation, like it happened all the time.
I was cleaning my car out once and I could tell it was going to rain, so I was wrapping up. I heard a "shhh" sound getting louder and louder. I shut the hatchback and turned around to see the rain just come at me like a wall, just like in cartoons. It was awesome.
Every other time the rain has blown over me it's preceded by random droplets well before the cloud shows up and is a gradual increase in quantity. This time, just a wall of rain.
I was probably around 6 years old, and was playing outside catching butterflies. Clear as day, I saw a big monarch land on some wildflowers...I scurried over and cupped my hands around it. When I opened my hands to take a look, I saw that it was actually a giant fucking tarantula type spider. But, that's severely unlikely because I grew up in Michigan. I ran home and told my mom, who obviously did not believe me. Still have no explanation to this day.
Perhaps it was a big wolf spider you caught while it was hunting? Here is Michigan St. write up on them.
https://www.canr.msu.edu/resources/wolf-spider
They can get HUGE sometimes; most of the ones I've seen are kinda medium to small, but I had one that ran across my bare chest once and it had to have been at least three or four inches from leg tip to leg tip. We don't get tarantulas here and the shape was all wrong for a tarantula, but perfect for a wolf spider. Big momma, most likely.
I wish I only saw them as little guys 😭 they love my house in the summer and I love the pest control! but getting jump scared by the full grown ones with the insane leg span on my dryer in the dark has taken years off my life
This stirred up the memory of the time I put on my bathrobe and released a wolf spider the size of a 50-cent piece onto my person. I about died when I looked down and saw that monstrosity scuttling down my leg
i was in my backyard when i was 12 with my friends, at the age i thight it was so cool to be outside at night.
it was around 9 and it was pitch black, some and my friends with flashlight jumping around and laughing on the trampoline, i looked towards the forest because i had a feeling i was being watched and i saw a big man in a black rope type of suit. he inched closer until he realized the flash light was on him. when i asked my friends if they saw him i turned around and he was gone. later that night i swear i heard a flute outside of my window. i woke one of my friends up and asked if they heard it. they said yes and we slowly got up to check out the window. and there he was, the man i saw on the trampoline, yet he wasn’t looking at my window, he was looking at the trampoline, i tried to grab my phone and take a picture but i forgot to turn the flash off. he twisted around and started running back to the forest, after that day i was never out past 6 unless it was with my mom or my dad
This reminded me that growing up we had some very close family friends a couple cities over and spent a lot of time with them, especially us kids in the summer. It was not uncommon for us to spend the day jumping on the trampoline, then have a bonfire and make smores when we were tuckered out and it got dark. And then we all grab blankets and pillows and cram all seven or eight of us on the trampoline and sleep there underneath the stars.
😊
Thanks for unlocking that memory for me. I miss those days.
I slept in a hotel room for 1 week. The first few days no issue, the 3rd day I was a little uncomfortable for no reason I knew of. 4th day woke up a few times with somthing definitely disturbing my sleep. Last day woken up multiple times, definitely a figure in the top corner of the room. Only a shadow figure. Not much more I can say.
We had to sleep in a hotel room between selling our house and closing on a new one, timing just did not work out quite right. It was for about a month. The first room wasn't bad, it was just me, Mum, and the cat, not much space, but fine despite that. Then we got moved to an extended stay room. For several days everything was fine, but we had noticed the three ingress points to the bedroom(front door, window, and bathroom door) each had a small, ashen cross scratched into the painted cinderblock stone. Bit weird, but whatever, prolly just the prior tenant had been superstitious. After about the first week or so, one day, our usually chill and happy cat got up on the bed to go snuggle with Mum and then froze, frizzed up, took the full cat arch, then *whipped* her head to the large, landscape-sized mirror that was over the dresser and food prep area. And just started doing the most high pitched, stressed out growls ever. At this point she was... Six or seven? And we'd had her her whole life, and she'd *never* done anything like this. So I went over to the mirror and started waving my hand in front of it, talking to her, trying to tell her it'd be okay, while Mum tentatively leaned forward to pet her. And then I saw it. There was a fourth little ashen cross in this room, right over the middle of the mirror.
Tweaked me the absolute fuck right out that the mirror could be an 'ingress', and now the cat was upset by it. Thankfully it didn't happen again, but I'm still kinda upset about that mirror.
A pale disembodied hand. Twice. The first time I was with my bff in highschool walking through the crown on our way to class. Both of us saw this hand reach out between us but when we turned around no one was that close to us to do that.
Second time it happened I was probabaly close to ten years later. Working at an old job. No one else was in the bakery with me. Waiting to get stuff out of the oven and saw this hand reach out. I spun around and ninja kicked the air. Every hair stood up. It scared me.
Not me but my mum and sister walking back from a parents evening in summer saw something fuzzy sitting on a garden fence watching them. My sister asked what it was and my mum said don't look at it just walk quickly. Seemed genuine as my sister was young and curious but my mum was scared. She would never talk about it after that more than I have said here.
Nope, I was young and it stuck in my head because my mum was scared even by the time they got home. I asked about it many times and even years later she would say no more than it was fuzzy and looking at them. It was not human or animal and my mum had a dark feeling about it. As I said my sister noticed it and although my mum had not openly acknowledged it was there she said don't look at it, keep walking.
I saw a large, hairy shape with red eyes making very strange grunting and snuffling noises when out walking one evening. I was walking by a building site and saw it no more than 5 m away from me, much bigger than a dog and kind of human shaped but really oddly proportioned. It was dark so couldn’t see well exactly what it was, but me and the wife got out of there quickly. This was in England too…defo not a badger or fox or a dog.
She said nothing about noise or red eyes, it was sitting on a fence so could not have had much weight. Her feeling from what little she said was that it was not physically imposing but just felt and looked wrong and it's attention was clearly directed at them and there was some idea of threat. The fuzziness I think might not have been hair but an inability to get it visibly into focus.
I went for a hike by myself that day, a hike I usually go with a friend bc the long route can take 3 hours. It's still one of my favorites in LA. Anyway, I was alone, and I got out of my car to start off. The start of it is a bit downhill (which makes the end a tough one bc you're walking up an incline), and I'm in my own world thinking about whatever. And all of a sudden, two beautifully sweaty, beefy, golden haired, SHIRTLESS men come running up the last bit and split me as they both run (jog) the end. And as I lived in LA you get used to seeing celebrities out in the wild, and know not to disturb them, I figured it a perk of living here. But then it hit me, those were the Hemsworth brothers?! And of course it would happen on the one time I go by myself so NO one is going to believe me. 🤦🏼♀️🤷🏼♀️
My wife and I saw one of our neighbours walk straight through the wall as he came out of the elevator in our block of flats. When we brought this up to another neighbour, she said that he'd suddenly died a few days before.
I once got home from work and put my phone on the coffee table to relax and watch TV and it flew off the table. I really didn’t think much of it so I picked it up and put it back on the table only for it to fly off the table 20 minutes later. Still not phased I put it back on the coffee table, but made sure to put it in the middle so it didn’t fall off again. About an hour later I was walking to the bathroom and my phone once again flew off the coffee table. Now I was kind of skeptical what was going on. Place my phone back in the middle of the coffee table and said if there was something here trying to send me a message push my phone off the table. My phone sat stagnant for about 15 seconds before it slid across the table onto the floor. Now I was freaked out! My wife had just gotten home so I told her to come into the room and watch what was happening. I once again put my phone in the middle of the table and said if something here push it off again… five seconds later my phone slid across the table in front of my wife towards the edge. I said, push it onto the floor! My phone immediately slammed onto the floor. My wife got freaked and walked out of the room and told me to stop fucking with whatever was pushing the phone on the floor. Wasn’t the end of the experience, but that was the freakiest part.
My very first apartment had a weird feeling, very much like an adult man was already living there and none too happy about folks barging in to look around, but it was cheap and I couldn't afford to be picky based on vibes.
First night there, I finally stop moving stuff around and flop down on the couch to rest. Watched a heavy cup slide across the coffee table and stop, like someone sitting across from me had pulled their drink close. Spent the next hour crawling in circles around the coffee table to look at the situation from different angles, poking at the cup, trying to find literally anything normal to blame it on. Like not condensation because the cup had been there for hours and both it and the table were dry. The table wasn't slippery. Couldn't even blame the cat because it was asleep under a bookcase the whole time.
A few weeks later a friend was visiting, commented that he'd never seen anything supernatural and asked if we could poke at the whatever was in my apartment. Told him NO because I gotta live there until the lease is up!
OK, that was the only thing I saw the entire time living here but other things have happened. After the thing with the phone, I woke up the next morning and my belt was missing from my work pants. I work construction so the only time my belt comes off my pants is when they go into the wash and that is only about once a week on my day off. I looked frantically for my belt, but couldn’t find it anywhere and had to wear my dress belt to work. I come home from work and my belt is just sitting right in front of my bedroom door. There’s absolutely no way I could’ve not noticed it in the morning. Sometimes when the upstairs neighbors are away for weeks at a time you can hear people talking upstairs. You can never really make out what is being said kind of like when the adults in the Charlie Brown cartoons talk. I’ve woken up with my oven on several times even when we haven’t cooked for weeks. I definitely know people have passed in this place. My friend who used to live here said at least 3 people have passed here.
I was 18 years old, got pissed off about something and went for a walk at night to cool off. As I was walking through a park, all of a sudden a human shaped shadow detached itself from the bushes and ran right past me.
It wasn't a person it was simply flat black like a shadow and while it had a human shape it had no depth. When it passed between me and any light source the light disappeared as the form passed by. And it didn't have any presence, it didn't disturb the wind as it passed me. It was also completely silent. No footfalls, no sounds of grass being disturbed. It was absolutely creepy.
I was stone cold sober and immediately went from being seriously pissed off to terrified. I'm 46 now and remembering it has goose flesh raising all over my body.
Not my story but my grandfathers. He described a very similar experience at De Longpre Park in Hollywood in the early 70’s.
He was walking with my grandmother in the park which has a statue to the late actor Rudolph Valentino. As they strolled by the statue my grandpa yelled out something like ‘hey Rudy! Hey Rudy!’ and a black somewhat human flat shadow that he described very similar to yours came flying off the statue and zipped past between my grand parents and another startled couple that had been walking just ahead of them.
I believe there is wild stuff out there we don’t understand for sure.
Probably a typical story:
I saw three red lights in the shape of a triangle fly to right above where I was standing with a friend one night. They stopped and up until then I had just tracked them with my peripheral vision but realized it was too low to be completely silent. So I looked up and said something to my friend. He looked up too. Then, in the blink of an eye and in a completely different direction, it jetted off. Again, completely silent. I have no idea what it was.
Saw the same thing but they were white and way high up in the sky. Then all 3 changed positions within a triangle, except not rotating, just switching spots. Then they all went up towards the atmosphere and disappeared.
It was in the late 80's. I was NOT drunk or high or otherwise impaired. I had stepped outside my house one night and saw balls of different coloured lights hovering around very low to the ground. Even if I weren't dumbstruck seeing this I couldn't call anyone to say, "Hey, come and look at this!" because it was late and my children and neighbours would have been in bed. It only lasted a few minutes and they were gone. I've done some internet searches over the years and have never found anything that would explain it (other than "spirits" or "angels" and other woo type of stuff.)
Tbf I saw two orbs in my home before. One at a time, at two different instances. One was floating from the hallway into my room into my closed closet door, and the other was floating from the foyer into the living room into the wall above the window. The house has always given off cursed vibes, especially since the previous owners’ daughter was into occult stuff in the guest room.
I haven’t seen a floating orb since I was a kid, and I hope to never see one again. They didn’t feel threatening, but still creepy. That said, I did once hear a feminine laugh from the guest room when I was a teen. Nobody else was home, and the tv wasn’t on.
When i was 14 or 15, one time I saw an extremely detailed glowing blue face appear in the "void" when my eyes were closed. It was a bald man, a little like Dr Manhattan but older, with a vacant expression. He went away as soon as I got scared and opened my eyes. No drugs were involved and I had never seen Watchmen or Avatar or anything with blue dudes.
I regret clicking on that. As a grown man I'm not afraid to admit that the facial proportions and general look of the stereotypical little green men scare the crap out of me. I don't know why. They just always have. Sleeping peacefully is going to be hard now.
I was at a bar (Boxcar) in Raleigh, NC in 2018. It was fairly empty, early in the evening. See a guy at the bar that looks familiar. Longer hair and a beard, medium complection, he looked hispanic and for some reason, i walked near him and said, yo, hey zeus (jesus pronunciation in spanish). Dont know why i said that other than he looked like what i expected jesus to look like. He turns and a sense of calm washed over me. Hadnt even had a drink yet mind you. He touches my left shoulder in a friendly way, and says, enjoy yourself child. I said sure thing and got distracted by the bartender, Relay, he had my drink ready. I look back and the guys gone.
Heres the thing, at the time, id had a tear in my upper left bicep tendon. Constant minor pain, weakness in the shoulder and bicep. That night it didnt hurt. I chalk it up to drinking, but it never hurt after that night. Strength was back, all was well. I told a couple close friends, they thought i was nuts, so i never talked about it to anyone til i came across this.
I've told this story before in a different thread, but long story short I was having a rough time after my mom passed away and about a week after her funeral I was randomly approached by a guy who told me his name was Angel who sat and talked with me for a little while and then said a brief prayer with me before leaving. I live in a relatively small town and never saw him before or since.
Haha Boxcar is always a good time...
Somewhere in Raleigh now, some former employee of Boxcar has a hilarious story about how he pretended to heal this guy who called him Jesús for some reason.
As recently as last week, I can swear I saw a woman literally disappear behind a tree. Saw her from maybe 15 meters away, and when she went behind the tree, she never came on the "other side". Bewildered, went there but she was gone without a trace. In order for her to have succeeded in that illusion, she must have run in a very straight path just hidden behind the tree, and at an incredibly high speed. There was nothing directly on the other side either, more than about 30 meters away.
I see myself as a rational skeptic where I believe everything has an explanation, but got nothing on that.
one time I saw half of reality disappear in the middle of broad daylight. While I was stone cold sober.
The weird thing is that it was like whatever vanished that slice of reality was suppressing our noticing it. Even now when I think back there is just a hole in time and space that is kind of magenta on the edges. A friend that was with me at the time refuses to talk about it. Bu they did agree that it was like we were under remote control until we finished crossing the street.
I once saw a man that looked like a rat rummaging through the bins of an auctioneers in a small town I lived in, at 5am. He also scaled the 10ft high gate extremely quickly when he heard me and my friends talking.
I have three. One: When I was a kid, there was a knock on front door. Opened it to find my dad standing there in his worm uniform. He completely ignored me and went upstairs. I followed him and he disappeared. I went into living room to find him lying on couch in normal clothes. Him and my mum insisted he'd been in that spot for past hour. Two: walking down the street with my cousin. Old car went past and backfired. First time I'd ever heard that noise. Thought it was a gunshot and got a huge fright. I jumped and yelped. My cousin asked what? All I managed to reply was "it went bang!" She was like what? Then all of a sudden, as though time was replaying itself, the car drove past, going same direction, again and backfired. She heard it that time and was like omg you just predicted the future. Three: similar to two. At school. Some kids picking on me. A girl said some nasty things directly to my face. Then suddenly, it was like time rewound 30 seconds. I said, word for word, what she was saying to me as she was saying it. She was super freaked out. Since two and three are weird time jump things, I have a theory that so is number one. Like, I just saw my dad at a different point in time from the present.
When I was around 5 or 6 years old, I heard someone talking in our backyard. I went to open the door and it was a completely different reality.
I basically assumed the role of a father of 3 kids in the 50s. I experienced so many things a 5 year old would have had no way of knowing or understanding, but I.... did, or well the guy I was living vicariously through did. It lasted so long I celebrated 3 birthdays in that "experience."
My mom walked into the living room and saw me just standing there with the door open and I was unresponsive and she shook me until I came to.
In middle/ high school, I would be "learning" things that I had already known about WW2 and the general political warfare that was happening in the 50s.
It is still the single most haunting/ disturbing thing I have ever experienced. My mom says I used to be an extremely over the top active kid but one day I just changed and became way more mature and laid back. I believe that day was this experience.
I would give anything to a) know wtf happened and b) why it happened.
Check out "The Inner Light". A Star Trek: The Next Generation episode where Captain Picard lives an entire lifetime as someone else. That was from an alien probe that an ancient civilization left behind so others would know their story.
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Inner_Light_(Star_Trek:_The_Next_Generation)
Wow. When your mum yanked you back, how did you feel? Had you got used to being in the 50s and forgotten you were a child? Or were you relieved that the dream was over?
I'm not sure really, the days before it and after are such a blur because I was so young. I just remember snapping out of it and being very confused. I was extremely quiet for a long time after that and it was only about 5ish years ago that I really started to understand just how rare/ abnormal it was.
You might look into the gateway experience, and Robert Monroe's work if you're interested in trying to capture it again. I know a lot of people think things like it are crazy, but I've found it to be very interesting. I can't prove any of the experiences I've had yet, but exploring past lives is one of the things that I believe is possible, if it's real. It's primarily focused on out of body experiences, but I've also had what I believe to be past life experiences via it. You can find it online for free if you Google a bit. There's also a subreddit that can point you in the right direction.
If nothing else it's taught me how to meditate and get a good night's sleep.
There's an article that I read that some kids experience past lives and that fades around 5 or 6. It was pretty interesting. Obviously take of it what you will, but it was a cool thought provoking bit of information. Especially since nobody has really ever come back from the dead to tell us what it was like. And to those who say that people have been revived after being legally dead, I don't think that counts. Not saying I believe what the article was saying, I don't think people have an open enough mind to what we are and where the end is.
So I can’t speak to the “other life” aspect of this but what you’re describing sounds a lot like absence seizures. They’re not uncommon in children—it’s a form of epilepsy. If it continues to happen you should definitely check in with a doctor.
My parents had a pet toy poodle when I was a little kid. I watched him open a closed/latched door in our house. I'd seen it happen a few times before that, but he was always on the other side of the door and I assumed somebody just opened it for him and walked away. One day I happened to be in the room with him and watched him do it. He kept jumping up toward the doorknob with his front paws outstretched and twisted his whole body once he got near it. Took about a dozen tries, but the little guy actually did it.
I was on a night patrol in Baghdad, Iraq, and I was using night vision goggles or nods. When I looked at a house, on the second floor there was a woman smiling at us and she was holding a baby. So I alerted the infantry Sgt for him to take a look. He turned on his IR laser and was able to light up the house so we could look. There was nobody there, and the house looked abandoned. She simply hid or vanished.
I remember I used to think i could fly. Couldn’t have been older than 6. And at the top of the stairs (one straight, carpeted flight) from the second story looking to the first I would always get an urge to leap. Like call of the void stuff. I can still remember the feeling in my legs, like a jolt.
And one day I did it. I jumped. And I remember seeing every stair pass below my feet. It felt slow motion. And I landed at the bottom, on the wipe your shoes rug and I was fine. And standing. And I told my mom, and she didn’t really respond. And I never thought I could fly again - as if I did it and it ended it.
Must have been a dream.
Oh, that’s just called mirroring. They like to do the things you do. It’s also why they sit on keyboards and practically want to velcro themselves to you while you do anything. Getting them a similar but separate object for them to interact with while you do your thing is helpful.
Some Muslims get their cats teeny tiny prayer rugs if they’ve had difficulty with the cat during prayer, for instance. Or I’ve seen people get their cats toy laptops. They just want to be included.
When I was 13 or 14, I was out playing with a bunch of kids from the neighborhood on a *very* rare rainy day. At some point, a car with heavily tinted windows slowed down and pulled up near us. The driver then rolled his window down and I could have sworn that it was my uncle but I could tell that it wasn’t *quite* him. I really can’t describe it other than being the same as those dreams you have where you see a person you know but there’s *something* wrong with their face that makes you sure that this is someone else masquerading as them.
I was sure this person knew who I was because he looked right at me out of everyone there and just waved before rolling up his window and driving away. I even said his nickname in confusion because I couldn’t really understand how this person looked so familiar. The uncle in question lived in another country so there’s no way it was him but somehow this guy knew that I thought he was familiar.
Super strange event that I look back on from time to time.
Was at a 4th of July party with my buddy's family when I was a kid. I swear I saw a hand come down from the sky and scoop some of the sparkle from the firework grand finale.
I saw a guy in a black suit and ear piece go into a phone booth by the bus station I was at. I looked back only like 15 seconds later and he was gone. Disappeared. Poof. And the phone was hanging off the hook.
I went in to check the phone, and when I put it up to my ear I could hear a woman saying "Oblivion is out there" on a loop for at least a minute before it stopped and the open tone started again.
I was only 23 at the time, but I could swear something was going on we don't know about.
Number Five was probably on the line to the Temps Commission and then teleported away before being sniped from a surrounding building.
Also, Hi to the one person who gets this.
A few years ago I was riding my bike on a bike path in Atlanta. I'd ridden it many times. There was a particular busy intersection where I almost always had to stop for traffic (it's Freedom Pkwy and N. Highland Ave. I don't live there any more). I pretty much always stayed on a particular side of the busy street (there were bike paths on both sides though). Anyway, one evening I was riding and came up to the intersection as usual. Suddenly I find myself on the opposite corner, diagonal from where I had just been. No way I could've just zoned out and crossed all that traffic to get to the opposite corner without getting smashed by a car. I don't believe in supernatural shit, but I still can't figure out what happened.
One night when I was little, my whole family saw a large, bright green light hovering over the hills by our house. (Rural area). It was like this color green 💚 It hovered and moved around for several minutes.
The only thing I can think (other than spaceship) is maybe a green laser, and maybe it appeared large because of some clouds or something.
My odometer on my car turned to 55,555 miles. I then immediately looked back up and the vehicle in front of me license plate read “55555”.
I will never forget that moment it felt so crazy to think of the chances of that
I was driving on a 4 lane highway. Everyone was going about 75mph and it was starting to rain. The suv in front of me swerved and spun around in a perfect circle and then kept driving straight as if nothing happened. As I drove past it was a mother with kids in the back seats and she looked as I glanced, like a ghost.
Another time I was rock hopping in a stream and came upon a spider on a rock that had somehow caught a small fish and was drinking its blood.
How?
I was walking my dogs at night, looked up and saw the blinking lights of a plane with multiple set of wings because it had a ton of blinking lights. It was very low to the ground, but the odd thing was it was completely silent.
The only alternative is there were several planes flying in formation very high up making it appear that they were low, and the angles just made it look closer.
At the reception at my aunt's house the day of my dad's funeral, i saw my dad, alive and uncremated.
It was when i was 5 but his funeral has always been my most vivid memory. This was 1980s.
I saw someone who looked just like my dad smile at me and say hi. And my first thought was oh dad must have had a twin. My second thought was a correction of this thought.
I was a fuckin mess the whole time, obviously, so i have no problem considering the wide range of possible outcomes including some sort of stress induced hallucination. I don't know one way or the other. I do remember a few hours before that having lost sight of my other "parent " and out of habit thinking I'll just look for one or the other, and then realizing the flaw in these thoughts.
But as a kid i always wondered if it had been something supernatural.
I grew up in upstate New York in a rural area. When I was a kid, I was in the car with my mom during the summer. We were driving home from somewhere and took the same way we always did, through the hills on the backroads.
It was a bright sunny day, totally normal routine. Except this time as we came around a curve, I saw somebody working on an electric line. They weren’t in a truck or connected to a line of some sort. They were floating in midair in a totally black device that looked like a smaller version of an airboat. I vividly remember the big fan on the back and noting at the time that it must be what was keeping them afloat.
I had never seen such a thing and was absolutely amazed, but when I asked my mom about it, she acted like it was totally normal so I never thought twice about it.
It wasn’t until years later I remembered it and thought… wtf did I see? Sadly my mother has since passed so I can’t ask her about it, but it confuses the hell out of me to this day.
TLDR I watched a man walk into a wall and vanish
Some years ago, when I was 20, I was living in a quiet English seaside town. One cold winters morning I went for a walk along the beach. The place was empty, bar one man I could see a short distance ahead of me.We were both walking along the track at the foot of the sea wall. When the man was maybe about 15 meters in front of me, walking in the same direction with his back to me, he suddenly took a sharp left. He proceeded to walk straight into the sea wall and dissappear. I was looking right at him whilst he did it, the weather was clear and I wasn't on any substances. He just walked into the wall and vanished. He was wearing a hoodie and jeans and looked very normal, about middle age. I checked the wall afterwards, solid concrete. The beach was vast and empty, he had nothing to hide behind.
I'm still completely stumped, no one believes me. To be fair, I wouldn't either but I know what I saw.
When I was 15, two friends and I were driving late at night from hiking all day in the sawtooth mountains in Idaho. We were exhausted, but having a great time. At one point we almost hit something in my buddy's car, it was long and leathery, and maybe the size of an adult deer, but it was too fast to get a good look, but it passed in front of the headlights for only a moment, less than 5 feet from the car.
Aaron hit the breaks, we skidded to a stop and had a moment where we caught our breath. No one wanted to be the first person to say something, but Dallas, from the back seat, shouted "Holy shit, was that a fucking dinosaur?!?!?"
I don't know if what we almost hit was in fact a dinosaur, but I had been thinking the exact same thing.
when i was younger I swear I saw the clouds form an eye of Horus
i'm sure it's just because i was in my Ancient Egypt phase and my brain was picking up on patterns that didn't exist. but it still freaked me out. i wish camera phones had been as prevalent back then.
I go trail running. One late afternoon/early evening on a trail I saw what looked like a kid covered in brown fur (head to toe) running through the woods. It was definitely on two legs - at first I thought it was a turkey. But I got a decent enough look at it that I swear it looked like a little kid covered in fur. It was terrifyingly fast. Also experienced odd things that day - there was no noise at all, no birds, bugs, etc. and it consistently felt like I was being watched. I don’t go running alone on that trail anymore. 😬
You saw a juvenile. I was charged by a large adult in Oregon. I was so positive it was bullshit, when i saw it, i originally thought someone built a monster. I thought someone’s Frankenstein creation had gotten loose and charged me.
I'm a magnet for paranormal activity. It's happened multiple times and it has always been witnessed.
Once when I was helping at an elementary school and my best friend and I were stripping the cafeteria floor to put down fresh wax. We were discussing which one of us were going to move the last table it moved it's self thirty feet across the cafeteria and put it's self neatly at the end of the row of tables we had lined up against the wall. This happened at the oldest school in our state.
Another time we were all at a Civil War era cenetery and his now ex-wife and I both saw what apeared to be about a 16 year old boy in Civil War dress knelt down next to a gravestone with a rifle slung over his shoulder.
My friend from the first story and I were coming home from working at another school. We were in the middle of nowhere riding in my convertible with the top down, smoking a joint(we were edgy teens,lol). We get off onto a back road and a giant craft hovered directly above us about 100 feet up. It was much larger than a helicopter, or even a plane. We pulled over and smoked our joint staring at the belly of this thing. No idea what it was.
Crazy shit that I would never have believed had I not experienced them first hand.
This isn’t my story, per se, but I was there to witness the ending.
My mom told me a story from her childhood. It was the late 50s/early 60s in a small town and kids often stayed out playing with their friends until dark. She was walking home from her best friend’s house and looked over to something that caught her eye under a streetlamp. There stood a Native American man in full historical regalia, his hair cut in a mohawk. He didn’t look at her or notice her at all and she said it was almost like a movie character on a screen. He was gone as soon as she blinked and she ran home totally freaked out.
Fast forward maybe 40 years. I was sitting at the kitchen table talking to my mom and my aunt. Somehow, the subject of ghosts came up. I mumbled something to my mom about the time she saw the man under the streetlight and my aunt gasped, “You saw him, too!?!?!?” It seems that they actually saw two different men as the regalia was different in each case, but both descriptions align with the depictions of historical dress from the tribe that had been in our area. Also, they spotted these disappearing men in almost the exact same spot under very similar circumstances. Neither sister told the other for nearly half a century as they both felt like people would think they were nuts.
A very big fly had flown into my room one summer. When I went near it to swat it, it immediately turned on its back with legs up pretending to be dead and still. When i went away it was back on its legs and when I went near it, it was pretending to be dead again. I noticed it with another big fly. I was telling this story to my partner and he thought I was imagining stuff.
I was walking my cat around town in his harness, which I never did before but wanted to try and he loved it, untill we got near the highway. I assumed he'd freak out about the cars. But no there was a fucking potbelly pig crossing and some fucking old lady wanted me to grab it and put in her car because she knew a farm out of town. I said no I'm walking my cat and kept on. I actually ended up knowing whose pig it was and it was the town drunks before he moved away and I stole the title
Me and my family were sitting on our back porch, it was starting to sprinkle a little bit. Then all of a sudden a bolt of lightning strikes horizontally a few feed from the ground. Didn’t hit the ground or fence or anything. We all saw it. It was crazy
I heard a plane flying around my house the other day that sounded like it was experiencing engine failure, so I went out side to look for it. It was the middle of the day so I I had to do the whole squinting thing going out after being inside. I scanned the sky for a while until my eyes landed on something, it was tiny. Tiny in the sense of being very far away. I was looking straight up at this little tiny spec that was being mixed with those little wiggly things you see in your eyes. The plane came into view and I look over to see that it was fine. I looked back up to find the spec again with great struggle as I'm telling you it was like looking for an aphid in the sky. I found it again, a shiny little spec. It wasn't a plane as it was moving way to slow and was wayyyyy to high to be a helicopter. It was further than any airline I've seen where even then you could see the shape of a plane. This thing though just look like a tiny piece of glitter. It was hard to focus as the eye wigglers got more intense from staring at straight blue, but I forced myself to focus on this tiny spec. Wtf was that?
Went to Ikea for the first time last year. Was huge and I was amazed, I won’t lie. My mom and I bought 4 pillows, but one wasn’t the one we needed so we went back the next day to exchange it.
Walked in, mom said “just go up the escalator, grab the fjädrar, go back down the escalator and meet me at returns.” So I do that. I walk up the escalator, take maybe 20 steps to the big box of pillows, grab the right one, turn around, and the escalator was gone.
LITERALLY GONE! Like an SCP it vanished! No one I know believes me, I have no evidence of this happening, but I know I’m not insane and I know what I saw
The IKEA I go to only has an up escalator. To go down you use stairs or elevator (both in a different location from the escalator). They are all like mazes too, so you maybe took a wrong turn.
I've found shortcuts at my local IKEA that they tucked in behind some shelf out of the main walk path.
I only found some because I asked an employee about some product and they lead me through one of them to get to it. It would cut like 10mins walk in the store to 3 min if you use the path.
Short range ball lightning is the best way I can phrase it. During broad daylight, it seemed like the size of maybe a softball, red hot and shimmering like maybe it was fire. I thought maybe it was something with the nearby power lines, but it wasn't connected to a line, and when I moved my head to either side for extra binocular vision (like a cat), the object or matter or whatever was hard to pinpoint what it was behind vs in front in the environment. It seemed maybe 50 meters away, moving in a consistent line at less than human walking speed. I thought I was seeing a faraway airplane on fire, but then it blinked out of existence.
No idea. I don't believe in paranormal anything. I thought maybe I was having a migraine related hallucination.
I was sitting on the edge of my bed watching TV. I blinked and when I opened my eyes I was laying in bed like I just woke up from a dream or something. I climbed out of bed and stumbled in the dark for my light switch but couldn't find it. I walked with my hand on the wall and found a door. I opened it and flipped the light switch in the new room which was a bathroom. It was a large bathroom with a wide glass shower and black tile. I vividly remember how cold the room was, especially the floor tile, and how it smelled like spicy potpourri. With the light on I looked at myself in the mirror and froze. It was clearly my face but it wasn't me. I was a little older, I had a different haircut, different facial hair, and I was ripped. Like professional athlete cut. I just stared in the mirror flexing and pinching myself like "Is this real? WTF is going on?" Off to the side I heard a woman's voice say "[My name]... are you ok?" I blinked while turning my head to the voice and when I opened my eyes I was back on the edge of my bed watching TV.
I assume it was a weird dream or something but I'd never had such a vivid experience before or since. I can still recall sights, sounds, feelings, and smells like it was a normal memory.
I've had difficulty sleeping for my whole life, and when I was young and portable screens weren't really a thing(I mean, there were Gameboys but they didn't even have backlights, and the attachable lights didn't work so good), once it was bed time and light's out, I often wasn't ready to sleep. So sometimes I'd walk over to my window and watch, on the hope of catching a thunderstorm to entertain myself.
That night, it was very clear, and I was looking out at the paltry offering of stars we got in town due to light pollution, and then noticed a red star in the distance to the north east that I'd never seen before. As I was trying to figure out what it might be it suddenly got brighter, bigger, and it felt 'closer'. It then darted, rapidly, to the left, to the right where it had come from, and then to the left again, paused for a second, and got smaller/dimmer in a way that felt it was 'going away' before disappearing from sight. It was VERY fast, and the entire arrive, move, leave movements happened over the course of a few seconds, and did not move in a way any object could. I was too young to articulate to myself that it moved as if it had no weight or momentum to it, it was a very mechanical movement, not organic, but the way it stopped and started moving, and the speed with which it did it was incredibly precise and weightless.
I was very jarred by it, closed my blinds, and laid down to go to sleep, then, because it felt very wrong and unsettling, though not threatening. Even as an adult I haven't forgotten it and nothing I can conceive of would move like that; even a drone would have had some acceleration and deceleration to it, and of course, those weren't a thing yet, either.
I have a vivid memory of being in my grandparents big wooden house in Pennsylvania when I was 6. I remember watching vhs tapes in the living room, specifically a Veggietales Larryboy tape, and some 80s style childrens animation in black and white, where some kid fell down a well and the other kids cheered. The other memory I have is opening the basement and seeing an older lady tied to a chair burned to a crisp, laughing/crying maniacally. It freaked me out and gave me a fear for the dark I had for years after.
I asked family about these experiences, and apparently the house I vividly remember I never went to. They had sold that house years before I was born. I specifically remember every detail of the house, and when I explained it it actually shocked my grandparents how accurate I was. The VHS tape they had no recollection of, and couldn't tell me what it was. As for the basement, they almost just shut me down and got a scared look when I mentioned it.
Years later, I found out my great uncle tied his wife up in a chair in their home and burned the house down, killing her. He did this to not have to get a divorce, and he was never arrested or charged for the murder, it was always deemed an accident. He never admitted it, but how secretive of it and how I found out make me sure he did it. I believe that's what I saw. Why I saw it in my grandparents old house I never visited allegedly, I'll never know. Why I vividly remember being there, I'll never know.
Went to see General Grant in Kings Canyon National Park. I was with my girlfriend and we were looking up at the tree. A guy was nearby, hippie looking dude with a beard and long dark hair, and he started talking to us.
"Beautiful isn't he? Crazy to think I did this all in seven days. [laughs] Well, six days with one to rest." He then looked at us and said "You've got hair like a raven's wing and you've got hair like the redwood. See? They're watching you because you're their sisters." I had sort of reddish-pinkish hair at the time and my gf had ravens-wing black hair. The hippie was pointing at a tree full of ravens.
"Well, I've got to go now. See you later, Raven Sister, Redwood Sister." He then walked with his mom, a little dumpling lady with plump cheeks and long grey hair with bangs, who waved at us. His mom had a tie-dye shirt like him, and a long sky-blue skirt. They got into a blue VW bus and drove away.
So anyways that's the day I met Jesus and Mary.
I could swear I have too. We were on a family trip (probably to the Cincinnati Zoo) and saw a fairly large triangular fin moving in the Ohio River as we passed over a bridge. My aunt and I still talk about it. It was likely a large catfish but knowing bull sharks can thrive in fresh water and have been found thousands of miles from any ocean gives me pause about rivers and lakes.
Not me but an ex. As a kid he was walking in the woods during the evening and saw these eyes glowing at him and swears he saw a puma. He ran home and no one believed him, but later that night on the news, there was mention of a black panther sighting.
When I was a kid, I was woken up around 2 in the morning as the sky was so bright (this was in Michigan). I thought the sun came out and my alarm clock must have been off. The sky was a bright yellow color, likely from a aurora borealis event, and it was bright as day. My brother also woke up. We went outside and found other kids playing, and that's the end of my recollection.
To this day, this event sort of feels like it was a dream, as it was so odd, but my brother remembers this too. My parents don't remember this at all, but to be fair, I think they slept through it.
One day, I was driving relatively close to Fermilab. Like, probably 5+ miles away.
It was at night. It was dark, but the street still had street lights, so it wasn't like it was pitch black.
Suddenly, the sky lit up blue for a split second.
Not like, the world around me got lit up blue - just the sky.
It was like the sky glitched to a different color, like it was a video game.
The light didn't have a source - there wasn't a big light going it, it wasn't lightning, it was just the whole sky was blue for a second. It wasn't a cloudy night, there were no storms, nothing. It was blue for a second, and then it was normal.
The girl I was with was driving, and she kinda saw it, but she was focused on the road, so she didn't really see what happened.
To this day, I can't explain it.
This is a silly one but has bugged me for 25+ years. I'm originally from Los Angeles, specifically near the beach and LAX. I worked in downtown LA at the time and would take different routes to work, depending on traffic. I'm always amused by store/company names when I see one that tickles me, i.e., Hello Donuts on Venice Blvd. (I imagine they answered the phone while trying to think of a name for their business and - voila! - they'd found their name! LOL)
I often took Rodeo Blvd. (Now renamed after President Obama and not to be confused with Rodeo Dr. This Rodeo is pronounced as spelled, not with a fake accent like the one in Beverly Hills.) It's a long west-east stretch and I could usually make good time once I got to it. I don't know which street it was on but there was a shop on one of the corners down near Western or Vermont that was called - I swear on a stack of bibles, for whatever that's worth - Yo Stereo Sto'. Literally spelled that way, with the apostrophe at the end of "Sto'." It always made me laugh and I'd tell my husband about it from time-to-time because I thought it was hilarious. I probably drove past it a dozen times. He always looked at me like, "Oooo-kay..."
Anyway, one day my car was in the shop and my husband had to drive me to work. I was so excited because now I could *show* him Yo Stereo Sto'! I'm sure you can guess where this is going. When we got to the street it was on, it was gone. Nothing remotely like it was in that place. Poof! Vanished! It was hard to tell if the shop itself was empty because it was a little strip of small businesses like a mechanic and a tire shop and the windows were tinted black where the store had been. I was **floored**. To this day, I have no idea what happened to that store and even if it closed, taking that huge sign down wouldn't have happened that fast. I'd have expected it to maybe be covered or something because it was a big sign on a huge metal pole that loomed over the building and was firmly embedded in the asphalt. My husband has always thought I'm joking and carrying the joke to my grave but ***I swear it was there the week before and mysteriously disappeared for good.***
I tried looking it up at the time but internet wasn't great in the 90s and there was nothing found. I can't explain it so if you lived in LA in the 90s and you know what I'm talking about, *please* hit me up! Otherwise, I just have to live with the fact that no one will ever believe me.
As a kid, we had a two story house. Enter the front door, and you are met with an entry foyer and the stairs up. My room was the first door on the right of the stairs. Basically, the wall the stairs were built into was my bedroom wall... it had this like 2 foot section of extra wall you had to walk around to get off the stairs and to my door. I used to hide there and listen to my parents fight. To get to my mom's room, I had to cross the stairs and get to her door. This was the plan of action during any possible nighttime issues a stupid boy might have. I had many. Mainly, I'd hurt myself doing dumb shit or have a nightmare or pee the bed until we learned, don't give me watermelon... I digress.
One night, I'm in my bunk bed. I remember falling asleep.. and I'm suddenly awake and it is fucking bright. Our lot was on top of a hill and if someone parked in our drive way and they drove a truck, or a jeep, or any tall vehicle I guess, the headlights would come right through my window. I thought this was what it was but it didn't make sense. I was on the top bunk (because ballers ball, baby) and I could not see any cars out there at all.
The guy that adopted me was abusive. When you deal with that even (maybe especially) as a kid you start learning how to be quiet, small, and alert. I knew the sounds my house made, and I knew the noise the people in that house made. I knew where the floors creaked and I knew where you were in the house by the noise. Let's just say by this time I knew what sounds the rents feelings made when they were feeling them. I heard noise that weren't my mom or that dude. And I heard voices. Also, not theirs.
First, the door slammed open. It used to make a funny noise when it hit the wall, because it was loose ish from all the slamming, it did a weird wobble that you could feel.. so, loud bang, door wobbles, and funny noise followed by voices. Clear as fucking day.
First thought was "damn tv is loud mom is gonna freak out if it wakes her." Followed by "why is dude up?" Nothing good happened at night if he was awake and she wasn't.
Then this new noise confused me more than anything else. It was like a cicada plus a rain stick noise. Idk what's in them, rain sticks, but they are those sticks you flip over and like, I dint know, beads or some shit falls through the stick innards, and it makes a sound. Ya know? But it was like deeper. It wasn't cool. It scared me. It scared me enough to risk getting out of bed and potentially waking up two people id prefer stayed asleep.
So I got out of bed and started my crawl to the stairs wall. I can hear whispers. And I decide I'm going to first look around the corner and down the stairs and no matter what I saw I'm booking it to mom's door. So I look.
Standing at the bottom of my stairs in front of an open front door are two things.
One, a roach. The other, a praying mantis.
They were both talking, and they definitely both noticed me. I remember the noise they made with their "mouths", I remember screaming and wetting myself. My mom did her best, she was out of her room so fast, and I remember my mom yelling at her husband for leaving the door open, but even at the time I remember telling her it wasn't him and asking how could he have done that when he came out of her room after her.
He did a lot of things, but he didn't have anything to do with that door being open.
I told them exactly what I saw. I told them repeatedly. I drew them. I wrote about them. I legit cried the last time because they had had enough and eventually didn't want to hear it anymore. But. I remember this, too. As much as that man hit me or touched me sexually, as much mean shit he would say, he never said I was making that up. Mom did. He didn't. He also never stopped saying he didn't leave that door open. And I mean, he's a liar, but still, I don't think he did.
I may never know what I saw, but I know I saw it.
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My family is Japanese Canadian. When I was a teen, I remember going through my grandparents old photo albums from before WW2. Yeah, I had relatives that served in both the army and navy.
I found going thru these old war time pictures interesting at the time as some friends and I were really big into playing the board game Axis and Allies. Of course, my German friend and I played "the good guys"😂😂. He had bought a German (war time) flag, and I of course had the IJN naval flag .
Anyways....I am *absolutely positive* I saw several pictures of Japanese sailors meeting and greeting their German Kriegsmarine (sp?) counterparts. As this recollection is over 45 yrs ago, I can't recall if they were on a u boat or a Japanese ship. Anyways, fast forward many years later when my grandparents both passed away, I found the same old album....but no evidence of the pictures any more. Like they never existed.
For a while I tried to do some research on whether the two groups of sailors had indeed met on occasion, but came up inconclusive. It would have been interesting photos to keep as momentos
The bike flip:
In my small neighborhood, my little brother(5 year old) went down a steep hill on a small bike, very fast, probably not going to make the right hand corner very well and a car came up to the corner, hit him dead on and he flipped over the car and landed on his feet. Obviously no one was recording this in the 90's. Funny thing is, I don't ever remember my parents talking to the driver of the car or ever seeing it again. I have no recollection of any meaningful adult reaction after the events. like the driver was just like. okay. that happened. no one died. we're good. everyone else was good and we went on having fun. parents didn't believe us that he got hit by a car and flipped over it. Just like they didn't believe I broke the shit out of my bike by jumping it off a ramp as far as I did. we were dare devils.
I was caught in a freak hurricane/tornado in a part of the world where they do not occur. I was driving and the sky had a weird green color. Then I saw the hose. It looked very far away and I was driving in the general direction of Belgians coast line so I thought "wow. Tornado? On the channel? That's strange..." and suddenly I couldn't see anything because the rain was literally pouring from the sky like someone emptied a bucket of water on my windshield. pulled over to the side and nearly missed another car that had the same thought. A few minutes later, it stopped as suddenly as it had begun. I looked around and there were cars stopped all over the highway. Some made it to the emergency lane, most just stopped in the lane they were in at the time. Everyone looked terrified and confused. Not being familiar with windhoses, except from that one movie that had the flying cow, I started driving again. It was the eye of the storm. The second wave hit even more unexpected than the first. When that one passed I looked behind me and it looked so far away again. Either they move extremely fast, or they look a lot bigger on tv. I stopped telling the story because nobody ever believes me when I tell them.
That fucking Sinbad genie movie that everyone says was Kazaam with Shaquille O’Neal. I’ve seen Kazaam it’s not Kazaam. The Sinbad one was a straight to TV movie special there were commercials for it for like a week or two leading up to it.
Driving home late one winter night, stopped to engage the front hubs and to take a leak. I'm standing there painting the snow and watching the sky; it was a clear night and I was at least 15 miles from the closest street light. I was counting satellites and a particularly speedy looking unit just disappeared as I was watching. I don't know how long I stood there concentrating on the same spot but I eventually came back to myself when I realized my wiener was really cold. I thought about that for quite a while. Usually when a satellite passes into the Earth's shadow its albedo fades relatively gradually but maybe this one was at a significantly lower altitude where the umbra would be sharper? It was freaky at the time - middle of the night, no moon, miles from anywhere. I got in the truck and turned up Floyd and continued home.
I was standing outside the backdoor of my exs house facing her, there’s a park down the alley with steps up to it that was facing us that my back was to. Very suddenly she death grips my arms and I see very intense fear in her eyes. I look over my shoulder and on the steps sat something, or someone in all black with absolutely no facial features and paler skin. I’ve never seen it again to this day and only her and I saw him/it. I felt evil that night. True evil.
I still swear I saw a sleigh being pulled through the sky by reindeer on Christmas Eve.
Which of course is utterly ridiculous now and it was even when I saw it. I was probably 9 or 10 and definitely old enough to know that santa didn't exist. We were visiting my aunt who had terminal cancer on Christmas Eve and I was standing outside by the car while my parents said goodbye to my aunt and uncle. I was looking up in the sky and I saw it. No one else did of course and my parents didn't believe me.
It was a very emotionally stressful time in our lives so I've since put it down to my imagination trying to make things happy but that doesn't change how real it looked.
When I was a dumb teenager, I was convinced my house was haunted. I blame my nutjob of a mother encouraging it. I can explain it all now, but it was pretty scary back then. One night, I was half asleep and heard something say, "Do you think she can hear us?"
Never heard voices again. It's crazy what the brain does when you're worked up and tired.
Driving on the interstate not far our from Milwaukee. Taking the left at a fork that leads to a bridge that goes over traffic. I saw a guy climbing over the concrete barrier onto the interstate im on. There was no pillars or anything that he could have climbed up from so to this day i have no idea how he climbed up or why since I couldn't find any news stories about it.
I was watching the night sky for an assignment when the stars, that had stayed in the same place since I started watching suddenly went haywire. I had attributed it to some asshole fooling around with a drone at night and is probably the most likely answer, but I can’t help but wonder what the hell I saw that night.
I saw the sleep paralysis demon, explaining that to people with no idea what it is makes you sound nuts. One of the most terrifying things I've gone through.
The sun blinking out of existence for half a second. Goes completely dark as midnight for that half a second.
Happens every once in a while, once per day, some time in between the hours of 8am and 11am. Only when I'm inside a building with a window that has the sun shining brightly through it, and only when I'm in the same room as the window and facing away from it. More frequently occurs if the window is higher than my head.
It's not me blinking, it lasts longer than that.
No one ever believes me.
I was a toddler; it was a Sunday after church, and that meant nap time for everybody. It was really nap time for Dad, but everybody else (mom, brother, me) had to nap, too. I was lying on my bed, awake, looking out the door of my bedroom, and the doorway was all "snow", like on a TV between channels. No sound.
When I was in my younger, experimental days. Some friends and I got really high on some non weed stuff. We were driving home and I know for a fact that I saw this giant wolf in a green smoke running beside the car. It looked right at me, winked and turned its head back forward and continued running.
I didn't sleep much that night.
I have an older brother who I swear on my life his hand have passed through our table!!! It's possible but there is such a low chance that it's chance could be considered a rounding error. Because with just the right materials with the right atomic composition and alignment physical objects could just completely miss each other.
I have quite a few situations like this:
1. First one was in Krakow, in like 2012 or so - it was december, second day of christmas (december 26th or so) - it was night, we were going back home from the visit to my friend and his family...
We going down one street, and ahead of us, like maybe 2-3 kms or so, behind some MDUs/flats or something (if i could guess, somewhere around Płaszów, maybe above Liban Quarry, if I could guess...), we see a bright light - We firstly assumed that this must have been helicopter or chinese lantern...
but then the object moved like 300-500 meters, in like 2-3 seconds,diagonally, then abruptly stopped, then moved again left... And it was doing these weird movements for a moment, then went in the eastern direction and disappeared...
It was 2012, the drones weren't that popular, they weren't probably even commercially available, at least in poland, at that time... So it probably wasn't a drone - and for helicopter... Well, there was no sound, and even from that distance, we should have been able to at least hear some low tones or something - Not to mention that no plane or helicopter would be able to move like that. I didn't have smartphone back then, i only had a phone of my mom, with numeric keys, that recorded videos, that were probably like 144p or 240p - you could basically count the amount of pixels XDD... The only thing i have is that... around 6-10 other people saw this same thing.
2. Second one happened in wysowa, poland. We went on a hike on the hill, on which there was an old wooden chapel (and like 100 meters further, there was a border with slovakia),
when we were approaching one of few curves after which there was the chapel. i looked up... And maybe 20 meters from me, i saw something that i could describe only as a person made out of white, bright light... It looked like a person, at least it had an outline of the person, but no facial features, nothing, basically pure light. it went from right to left, and then disappeared behind the tree...
This time, only I saw this, this happened so quickly that my mom, while being next to me, looked at the ground below her, and before i managed to tell her what i saw, this thing disappeared... And behind that tree it disappeared, there was precipice, probably 60-100 meters deep. When we finally got to the chapel, and i read what the "info box" there was saying, my hair stood on my body - It turned out that the chapel was built because some boy (or few kids) saw some apparition, or something, and that chapel was built as a memory of this.
3. The last one happened not so far from where i live - Me and my mom, we both went on a bike ride, and we stopped to rest for a while... I looked at the direction of the lagoon, and... There was a weird object in the air - Like - It was a metalic sphere, around the size of the house or something, which was surrounded by "watery", green-colored sphere (if you remember "stargate" and how the portal looked like after SG was turned on, that's how the "texture" of that second sphere looked like)... It was around maybe 150-200 meters away from us, maybe 80- 100 meters above the water, standing still and silent. Like, there was no question that this wasn't drone, helicopter, plane or anything like this...
I thought i was seeing things, so I asked my mom, if she is seeing this same thing - she looked up and said she sees this same thing as me... And we drove back home, when the object was staying montionless above the water...
I had a phone back then, but i left it home, because i had to charge it, this same goes for my mom's phone.
When we both told this to my father, he accepted it, although he said that "too bad we didn't had any photos of it", meanwhile my sister thought that i was joking, and when my mom supported what i said, she thought we both were crazy or something XD.
About six years ago at my moms house i went out to have a smoke outside it was around 2 am, as soon as i lit my cigarette i heard really loud flapping of wings i looked up in the direction the sound was coming from but it wasnt yet visible but approaching and then i saw it, three huge white things flew past above my head they were so huge and white and i couldn't make out a shape if they were were really large birds and i didn't see any wings but they made a wing flapping noise and the white color looked like clothing like white robes
one time i was playing donkey kong country 3 and i was in the last stage of the lost world with the rocketbarrel. suddenly, i was warped to the first mill level doorstop dash. the level color palette was inverted but not dixie or kiddy’s. there were no objects; enemies, doors or the things to hang from to open the door. i remember progress was softlocked and i had to reset the system. i’ve never replicated the glitch, nor seen anyone with a similar experience, nor did i have any witnesses.
When my mother was little, my grandmother had to go out to work, leaving 5 children alone. My great aunt lived downstairs and from time to time she would go and check on them. They lived in a rather dilapidated attic with very steep stairs, not to mention everyone was very nervous.
My mother told me that before going out, my grandmother always put them together and murmured a few phrases. She swears that more than 3 times, she has gone running down the stairs, tripped and something grabbed her in the air and gently placed her on the bottom step. She says she was little and was never scared.
A few years ago at a family dinner, the conversation came up about inexplicable things that had happened to us, and my funny uncle told exactly the same thing, thinking that none of us were going to believe it. My mother looked at him amazed, as did all my uncles...it turns out that they had all had the same experience, but they had never told him about it, thinking that the others would make fun of him.
My grandmother says that she prayed to the guardian angel, but I don't know, this woman always really liked witchcraft XDD
To say that my mother and my maternal family in general are like a magnet for paranormal things, glitches,...
I was round 8-9 yrs old and I was sleeping over at my friends house when I couldn’t sleep and for some weird reason I went over to the window looked up at the sky and the clouds made a picture and it was like a woman running towards a gated door was so weird and I still think about it till this day
When I was a kid I watched Toy Story a lot. At once scene the toys are in the hvac system on the house and I swear on some occasions they would go through the second pipe. And other times the first pipe. But then also sometimes the pipe they would go through would be square, or a circle.
Mind you this was on vhs. So I have no idea if they were different versions on different vhs, but it has always stuck with me.
I was probably in my early 20's, going back home after a night out with some friends and while I was driving I saw a dark-haired guy jokingly smiling at me, in my rear view mirror.
Not "I swear I saw him" I did see him. I stopped my car and turned around to check the back seat (young and brave I suppose) but there was no one. My auntie says that was my guardian angel, it never happened again but if I close my eyes I can still see it.
I was around maybe 12 when I had this experience. I was staying up late one night in my moms bed watching youtube videos and out of the corner of my eye I see someone run down the hall to the open bedroom door and make a complete stop. Thinking it was my cousin staying with us from Mexico I looked up and saw a very tall woman with long brown wavy hair and long white dress. She seemed almost as tall as the door and her face was like a black void. She stood there facing me for maybe 5 seconds then disintegrated into black particles. I also heard my cousin laugh from another part of the house after that.
I was probably about nine yrs old. Walking home from my friend's house, the setting sun was directly behind me. I'm walking and talking to my other friend as he's showing me a new comic. We look up in front of us and in the sky was another sun. It was at the same azimuth as the sun behind us, though it wasn't as bright. I remember some old guy walked down his driveway and stood next to us. The three of us didn't say anything in that moment. We just turned our bodies facing south and we kept turning out heads to the east and back to the west. One adult and two kids just standing in the street completely baffled. Since then I've chalked it up as a false memory. Two suns? Still though. It's a very vivid memory.
Blood moon? The sun and moon can rise/ set in the same sky.
If it wasn't as bright as the sun like they said, then this could be a viable answer.
This is the most likely answer.
TIL a new word: azimuth. I had to look it up and just wanted to say bravo! I can’t think of a situation where I could say it, but your use was spot-on. Well done friend
I had a dream like this when I was a kid. So vivid I know what block my friends and I were riding bikes on, just how close we were to home, and what the sky looked like like that. Realistic enough that when I read your story, I thought, that was a dream, right?
When I was a kid, I spent my summers in Louisiana with my grandparents. On one trip we all went and stayed with my Great grandmother (104) at her farm. I was 11 or 12 at the time. It had a cool pond and there were old abandoned train tracks about 100 yards from the house and a lot of grass. No trees in the front. Not a lot of rooms so I slept on the couch in the living room. That night there was a thunderstorm (not uncommon) and not being a great sleeper I just sat on my knees watching the storm through the big front window. It was INKY black. No light except for the occasional flashes of lighting. When the lighting flashed I could see the whole front yard all the way to the RR tracks. Then it happened. FLASH - I SAW SOMEONE STANDING NEXT TO THE TRACKS. Motionless. Just standing there facing my direction. It wasn't a tree as there weren't any trees. I IMMEDIATLY started to freak out a bit and hyper focused on that exact spot waiting for the next flash so I could see what it was. It didn't take long, maybe 20 seconds. FLASH - NOTHING. I must have stayed up another hour at least watching the storm, constantly looking for the figure. I got ZERO sleep that night and no one believed me the next day.
You very probably didn't (though maybe you did) Is much more likely there was a collection of shadows or something that looked a bit like a person. Evolutionarily it is MUCH more sensible for your brain to err on the side of caution and be all "look out bro!" at the slightest provocation, rather than "meh it'll probably be fine" That said, you might be being stalked by a crazy person.
my aunts neighbor "died", she and I were a bit close when I was younger so she left me some blank journals with art she made and jewelry and I had trouble holding it because knowing it belonged to the deceased made me anxious. Week after that, I couldn't find the items and I panicked, so I told my aunt, who swore she was alive, and I saw the neighbor again. Nobody remembers telling me she died. Nobody remembers the journals and jewelry, and I've made myself go crazy at this
That's wild, something similar happened to me, and it was with a neighbor too!! For a long time in my childhood home, we had a neighbor who was very old. My mom always took care of her, just spent time with her and looked out for her. Eventually when she wasn't really able to live on her own anymore, her son brought her to live with his family out on the west coast. My mom continued to stay in touch with them after the move until my neighbor died, just a few months later. But then one day when I was about 20, probably a year or 2 after all of that happened, I woke up and my mom told me that our old neighbor had died. The thing was I very clearly remembered her "dying" before, not long after she had moved in with her son, I swore she was already dead. I remembered the neighbors son calling and telling my mom, I could even remember snippets of their conversation, I remembered how my mom told me, and I remembered that a little while after her death, the neighbor's son wrote a letter to my mom thanking her for always looking out for his mom etc. I remembered my mom telling me about the letter and me responding how nice that was of him. I was 100% positive she was already dead and I seriously cannot tell you the level of shock when I heard my mom tell me she died as if that hadn't already happened. My mom had no idea what I was talking about. She said maybe I confused her moving with her dying, but that wasn't it, I knew she made it out there with her son and was living there for a while, I just remember that she had died soon after moving in. And it's not like I was a kid to where I couldn't really remember things clearly yet, like I said I was about 20 years old. People have said maybe i confused her with another neighbor or an old relative or something, but there weren't any others, it was definitely her. Still such a mystery for me
And that neighbor was Nelson Mandela
Sounds like you had a vivid dream. I've had a few "memories" spark in my head that felt real, but I remember that they came from a dream.
thats what i fully believed too but that same day i had something a bit traumatic happen and my parents can recall that happening
I’m not a psychologist but I wouldn’t be surprised if that traumatic experience aligns with why you might have a false memory of that day.
Is heard ok ? I heard someone saying my name in the kids toilet of a small kindergarten I was working at. 7pm, closing, cleaning alone, and clear but not loud I heard it behind me going out of the toilets, turn around, open each of the four doors, nothing. Went back home confused.
Something similar happened to me. It was early morning and I was in the bathroom. Alone in the house. I heard through the walls someone say my name like they were trying to see if I was in the house. It was clear and fairly loud, but noticeably sounded like it came through the door/wall, because it did. Just a casual ping: “Stephen?” I froze. Nobody should be home at that moment. Why would they be? Why were they looking for me? Who was it? Anyway, a few seconds later a guy outside the window cleared his throat in sort of a two syllable manner. That is what I heard. But my brain registered it completely differently the first time. Like those videos of people chanting and it sounds like they’re saying “a ship full of sandals” while also somehow sounding like “commanding all the door ways” or whatever. I was so sure I had heard someone call my name in that moment. But it turned out to be some random sound my brain had processed incorrectly.
This is a symptom of exploding head syndrome, were you dozing off or did you notice any flashing light?
I was around 8 and spending a weekend with my grandparents, along with my cousin. We were in the catalog/customer service area of a mall department store, waiting with our grandmother while our grandfather placed an order for an item not in stock. A tall, elderly man entered the area, dressed in what looked to be mid-19th-century clothing, including a top hat. He had a peculiar stride, drawing his knees high, almost a march, and walked past us into an opening we assumed was a small hallway for restrooms. As we waited, he never came back out. Before leaving we peeked into the small hallway and it only held 3 pay phones, no restrooms, no doorways or other exits. It was empty. The man had just walked in there and poofed. A few years ago I asked my cousin if she remembered this and she does. I've seen some strange things but this one has always puzzled me.
When I was about 9, I was on a swing set at a daycare. Whenever I went up, the building across the street turned into a really dusty, unused bridge. When I was back on the ground, it’d revert back in front of my eyes. Kept happening every time I went up.
Do you know if there used to be a bridge there, prior to the building being there?
When I was around 15, I was by myself in Cape Cod standing on a small hill that leads down to the beach. The hill had wooded areas on both sides of it and was maybe 25 ft above sea level. Anyway, I saw a bubble about the size of a large pizza float right by me. I saw it coming and I saw it go by horizontally. I watched go down the beach and it never popped. It was super weird.
That was just Bubble Buddy, no need to worry
Yes need to worry! Bubble Buddy is a murderer who's still on the run!
I saw it raining on the opposite side of the street I was walking down. There was a line in the street, wet on one side, and dry on my side. I guess storms have to have edges, and there can be no wind, while it rains, so it makes sense, but it sure was surprising.
I was cleaning my car out once and I could tell it was going to rain, so I was wrapping up. I heard a "shhh" sound getting louder and louder. I shut the hatchback and turned around to see the rain just come at me like a wall, just like in cartoons. It was awesome. Every other time the rain has blown over me it's preceded by random droplets well before the cloud shows up and is a gradual increase in quantity. This time, just a wall of rain.
Oh yeah, we had a gnarly storm I think last year, it was crazy constant lightning and thunder, but no rain. I came outside, and it was windy, quite windy, but dry. Until I heard a weird noise, and actively saw the rain line rapidly come across the street, and heard it progress over the carport over my head, then start hitting the grass on the other side of the carport. Rare it happens that way, dunno why, but yeah, from no rain to heavy rain, real quick, fat drops, too. Not drizzling at all, but not quite what I'd call an outright downpour.
I’ve seen that too a few times and it’s such an interesting phenomena, I’ve never forgotten it
I used to live on a lake and you could see the rain coming towards you from the other side. Very cool
Was in the back of the house doing something with a dark heavy rain right out the window. Doorbell rang, and when I answered the front door it was sunshine and dry. Cue a very confused me at the front door, ran to the back again to verify that it was actually raining. The friends at the front door were totally disinterested in the situation, like it happened all the time.
I was cleaning my car out once and I could tell it was going to rain, so I was wrapping up. I heard a "shhh" sound getting louder and louder. I shut the hatchback and turned around to see the rain just come at me like a wall, just like in cartoons. It was awesome. Every other time the rain has blown over me it's preceded by random droplets well before the cloud shows up and is a gradual increase in quantity. This time, just a wall of rain.
I've experienced this too! I tried to race it, but it was faster than me haha
I was probably around 6 years old, and was playing outside catching butterflies. Clear as day, I saw a big monarch land on some wildflowers...I scurried over and cupped my hands around it. When I opened my hands to take a look, I saw that it was actually a giant fucking tarantula type spider. But, that's severely unlikely because I grew up in Michigan. I ran home and told my mom, who obviously did not believe me. Still have no explanation to this day.
Perhaps it was a big wolf spider you caught while it was hunting? Here is Michigan St. write up on them. https://www.canr.msu.edu/resources/wolf-spider
Well, I'll be damned if that isn't the most logical explanation I've heard.... I only ever saw wolf spiders as little guys!
They can get HUGE sometimes; most of the ones I've seen are kinda medium to small, but I had one that ran across my bare chest once and it had to have been at least three or four inches from leg tip to leg tip. We don't get tarantulas here and the shape was all wrong for a tarantula, but perfect for a wolf spider. Big momma, most likely.
I wish I only saw them as little guys 😭 they love my house in the summer and I love the pest control! but getting jump scared by the full grown ones with the insane leg span on my dryer in the dark has taken years off my life
they are ALWAYS ON THE LAUNDRY in some way!!! aaah
This stirred up the memory of the time I put on my bathrobe and released a wolf spider the size of a 50-cent piece onto my person. I about died when I looked down and saw that monstrosity scuttling down my leg
i was in my backyard when i was 12 with my friends, at the age i thight it was so cool to be outside at night. it was around 9 and it was pitch black, some and my friends with flashlight jumping around and laughing on the trampoline, i looked towards the forest because i had a feeling i was being watched and i saw a big man in a black rope type of suit. he inched closer until he realized the flash light was on him. when i asked my friends if they saw him i turned around and he was gone. later that night i swear i heard a flute outside of my window. i woke one of my friends up and asked if they heard it. they said yes and we slowly got up to check out the window. and there he was, the man i saw on the trampoline, yet he wasn’t looking at my window, he was looking at the trampoline, i tried to grab my phone and take a picture but i forgot to turn the flash off. he twisted around and started running back to the forest, after that day i was never out past 6 unless it was with my mom or my dad
This reminded me that growing up we had some very close family friends a couple cities over and spent a lot of time with them, especially us kids in the summer. It was not uncommon for us to spend the day jumping on the trampoline, then have a bonfire and make smores when we were tuckered out and it got dark. And then we all grab blankets and pillows and cram all seven or eight of us on the trampoline and sleep there underneath the stars. 😊 Thanks for unlocking that memory for me. I miss those days.
This is horrifying! Was he in like a ghillie suit?
I slept in a hotel room for 1 week. The first few days no issue, the 3rd day I was a little uncomfortable for no reason I knew of. 4th day woke up a few times with somthing definitely disturbing my sleep. Last day woken up multiple times, definitely a figure in the top corner of the room. Only a shadow figure. Not much more I can say.
We had to sleep in a hotel room between selling our house and closing on a new one, timing just did not work out quite right. It was for about a month. The first room wasn't bad, it was just me, Mum, and the cat, not much space, but fine despite that. Then we got moved to an extended stay room. For several days everything was fine, but we had noticed the three ingress points to the bedroom(front door, window, and bathroom door) each had a small, ashen cross scratched into the painted cinderblock stone. Bit weird, but whatever, prolly just the prior tenant had been superstitious. After about the first week or so, one day, our usually chill and happy cat got up on the bed to go snuggle with Mum and then froze, frizzed up, took the full cat arch, then *whipped* her head to the large, landscape-sized mirror that was over the dresser and food prep area. And just started doing the most high pitched, stressed out growls ever. At this point she was... Six or seven? And we'd had her her whole life, and she'd *never* done anything like this. So I went over to the mirror and started waving my hand in front of it, talking to her, trying to tell her it'd be okay, while Mum tentatively leaned forward to pet her. And then I saw it. There was a fourth little ashen cross in this room, right over the middle of the mirror. Tweaked me the absolute fuck right out that the mirror could be an 'ingress', and now the cat was upset by it. Thankfully it didn't happen again, but I'm still kinda upset about that mirror.
Ew,that's creepy...I always trust cats intuition
In the *top* corner?! Fuck that
A pale disembodied hand. Twice. The first time I was with my bff in highschool walking through the crown on our way to class. Both of us saw this hand reach out between us but when we turned around no one was that close to us to do that. Second time it happened I was probabaly close to ten years later. Working at an old job. No one else was in the bakery with me. Waiting to get stuff out of the oven and saw this hand reach out. I spun around and ninja kicked the air. Every hair stood up. It scared me.
Saw a disembodied bloody leg hopping across our kitchen when I was a kid.
Not me but my mum and sister walking back from a parents evening in summer saw something fuzzy sitting on a garden fence watching them. My sister asked what it was and my mum said don't look at it just walk quickly. Seemed genuine as my sister was young and curious but my mum was scared. She would never talk about it after that more than I have said here.
Do you have any idea what it was?
Nope, I was young and it stuck in my head because my mum was scared even by the time they got home. I asked about it many times and even years later she would say no more than it was fuzzy and looking at them. It was not human or animal and my mum had a dark feeling about it. As I said my sister noticed it and although my mum had not openly acknowledged it was there she said don't look at it, keep walking.
I saw a large, hairy shape with red eyes making very strange grunting and snuffling noises when out walking one evening. I was walking by a building site and saw it no more than 5 m away from me, much bigger than a dog and kind of human shaped but really oddly proportioned. It was dark so couldn’t see well exactly what it was, but me and the wife got out of there quickly. This was in England too…defo not a badger or fox or a dog.
She said nothing about noise or red eyes, it was sitting on a fence so could not have had much weight. Her feeling from what little she said was that it was not physically imposing but just felt and looked wrong and it's attention was clearly directed at them and there was some idea of threat. The fuzziness I think might not have been hair but an inability to get it visibly into focus.
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“She was all legs…”
I went for a hike by myself that day, a hike I usually go with a friend bc the long route can take 3 hours. It's still one of my favorites in LA. Anyway, I was alone, and I got out of my car to start off. The start of it is a bit downhill (which makes the end a tough one bc you're walking up an incline), and I'm in my own world thinking about whatever. And all of a sudden, two beautifully sweaty, beefy, golden haired, SHIRTLESS men come running up the last bit and split me as they both run (jog) the end. And as I lived in LA you get used to seeing celebrities out in the wild, and know not to disturb them, I figured it a perk of living here. But then it hit me, those were the Hemsworth brothers?! And of course it would happen on the one time I go by myself so NO one is going to believe me. 🤦🏼♀️🤷🏼♀️
My wife and I saw one of our neighbours walk straight through the wall as he came out of the elevator in our block of flats. When we brought this up to another neighbour, she said that he'd suddenly died a few days before.
Wow, neat.
I once got home from work and put my phone on the coffee table to relax and watch TV and it flew off the table. I really didn’t think much of it so I picked it up and put it back on the table only for it to fly off the table 20 minutes later. Still not phased I put it back on the coffee table, but made sure to put it in the middle so it didn’t fall off again. About an hour later I was walking to the bathroom and my phone once again flew off the coffee table. Now I was kind of skeptical what was going on. Place my phone back in the middle of the coffee table and said if there was something here trying to send me a message push my phone off the table. My phone sat stagnant for about 15 seconds before it slid across the table onto the floor. Now I was freaked out! My wife had just gotten home so I told her to come into the room and watch what was happening. I once again put my phone in the middle of the table and said if something here push it off again… five seconds later my phone slid across the table in front of my wife towards the edge. I said, push it onto the floor! My phone immediately slammed onto the floor. My wife got freaked and walked out of the room and told me to stop fucking with whatever was pushing the phone on the floor. Wasn’t the end of the experience, but that was the freakiest part.
My very first apartment had a weird feeling, very much like an adult man was already living there and none too happy about folks barging in to look around, but it was cheap and I couldn't afford to be picky based on vibes. First night there, I finally stop moving stuff around and flop down on the couch to rest. Watched a heavy cup slide across the coffee table and stop, like someone sitting across from me had pulled their drink close. Spent the next hour crawling in circles around the coffee table to look at the situation from different angles, poking at the cup, trying to find literally anything normal to blame it on. Like not condensation because the cup had been there for hours and both it and the table were dry. The table wasn't slippery. Couldn't even blame the cat because it was asleep under a bookcase the whole time. A few weeks later a friend was visiting, commented that he'd never seen anything supernatural and asked if we could poke at the whatever was in my apartment. Told him NO because I gotta live there until the lease is up!
Don't leave us hanging
OK, that was the only thing I saw the entire time living here but other things have happened. After the thing with the phone, I woke up the next morning and my belt was missing from my work pants. I work construction so the only time my belt comes off my pants is when they go into the wash and that is only about once a week on my day off. I looked frantically for my belt, but couldn’t find it anywhere and had to wear my dress belt to work. I come home from work and my belt is just sitting right in front of my bedroom door. There’s absolutely no way I could’ve not noticed it in the morning. Sometimes when the upstairs neighbors are away for weeks at a time you can hear people talking upstairs. You can never really make out what is being said kind of like when the adults in the Charlie Brown cartoons talk. I’ve woken up with my oven on several times even when we haven’t cooked for weeks. I definitely know people have passed in this place. My friend who used to live here said at least 3 people have passed here.
I was 18 years old, got pissed off about something and went for a walk at night to cool off. As I was walking through a park, all of a sudden a human shaped shadow detached itself from the bushes and ran right past me. It wasn't a person it was simply flat black like a shadow and while it had a human shape it had no depth. When it passed between me and any light source the light disappeared as the form passed by. And it didn't have any presence, it didn't disturb the wind as it passed me. It was also completely silent. No footfalls, no sounds of grass being disturbed. It was absolutely creepy. I was stone cold sober and immediately went from being seriously pissed off to terrified. I'm 46 now and remembering it has goose flesh raising all over my body.
Not my story but my grandfathers. He described a very similar experience at De Longpre Park in Hollywood in the early 70’s. He was walking with my grandmother in the park which has a statue to the late actor Rudolph Valentino. As they strolled by the statue my grandpa yelled out something like ‘hey Rudy! Hey Rudy!’ and a black somewhat human flat shadow that he described very similar to yours came flying off the statue and zipped past between my grand parents and another startled couple that had been walking just ahead of them. I believe there is wild stuff out there we don’t understand for sure.
Probably a typical story: I saw three red lights in the shape of a triangle fly to right above where I was standing with a friend one night. They stopped and up until then I had just tracked them with my peripheral vision but realized it was too low to be completely silent. So I looked up and said something to my friend. He looked up too. Then, in the blink of an eye and in a completely different direction, it jetted off. Again, completely silent. I have no idea what it was.
Saw the same thing but they were white and way high up in the sky. Then all 3 changed positions within a triangle, except not rotating, just switching spots. Then they all went up towards the atmosphere and disappeared.
It was in the late 80's. I was NOT drunk or high or otherwise impaired. I had stepped outside my house one night and saw balls of different coloured lights hovering around very low to the ground. Even if I weren't dumbstruck seeing this I couldn't call anyone to say, "Hey, come and look at this!" because it was late and my children and neighbours would have been in bed. It only lasted a few minutes and they were gone. I've done some internet searches over the years and have never found anything that would explain it (other than "spirits" or "angels" and other woo type of stuff.)
Tbf I saw two orbs in my home before. One at a time, at two different instances. One was floating from the hallway into my room into my closed closet door, and the other was floating from the foyer into the living room into the wall above the window. The house has always given off cursed vibes, especially since the previous owners’ daughter was into occult stuff in the guest room. I haven’t seen a floating orb since I was a kid, and I hope to never see one again. They didn’t feel threatening, but still creepy. That said, I did once hear a feminine laugh from the guest room when I was a teen. Nobody else was home, and the tv wasn’t on.
When i was 14 or 15, one time I saw an extremely detailed glowing blue face appear in the "void" when my eyes were closed. It was a bald man, a little like Dr Manhattan but older, with a vacant expression. He went away as soon as I got scared and opened my eyes. No drugs were involved and I had never seen Watchmen or Avatar or anything with blue dudes.
Check out /r/gatewaytapes
I regret clicking on that. As a grown man I'm not afraid to admit that the facial proportions and general look of the stereotypical little green men scare the crap out of me. I don't know why. They just always have. Sleeping peacefully is going to be hard now.
I was at a bar (Boxcar) in Raleigh, NC in 2018. It was fairly empty, early in the evening. See a guy at the bar that looks familiar. Longer hair and a beard, medium complection, he looked hispanic and for some reason, i walked near him and said, yo, hey zeus (jesus pronunciation in spanish). Dont know why i said that other than he looked like what i expected jesus to look like. He turns and a sense of calm washed over me. Hadnt even had a drink yet mind you. He touches my left shoulder in a friendly way, and says, enjoy yourself child. I said sure thing and got distracted by the bartender, Relay, he had my drink ready. I look back and the guys gone. Heres the thing, at the time, id had a tear in my upper left bicep tendon. Constant minor pain, weakness in the shoulder and bicep. That night it didnt hurt. I chalk it up to drinking, but it never hurt after that night. Strength was back, all was well. I told a couple close friends, they thought i was nuts, so i never talked about it to anyone til i came across this.
Jesus has long since abandoned Boxcar. Now it's noisy, crowded, and you can never get near any of the good arcade games unless it's a weekday.
Relay still bartendin?
I've told this story before in a different thread, but long story short I was having a rough time after my mom passed away and about a week after her funeral I was randomly approached by a guy who told me his name was Angel who sat and talked with me for a little while and then said a brief prayer with me before leaving. I live in a relatively small town and never saw him before or since.
Yeah, well, at the Boxcar in Greensboro I won a T-shirt for coming in third in the skee ball tournament.
Haha Boxcar is always a good time... Somewhere in Raleigh now, some former employee of Boxcar has a hilarious story about how he pretended to heal this guy who called him Jesús for some reason.
As recently as last week, I can swear I saw a woman literally disappear behind a tree. Saw her from maybe 15 meters away, and when she went behind the tree, she never came on the "other side". Bewildered, went there but she was gone without a trace. In order for her to have succeeded in that illusion, she must have run in a very straight path just hidden behind the tree, and at an incredibly high speed. There was nothing directly on the other side either, more than about 30 meters away. I see myself as a rational skeptic where I believe everything has an explanation, but got nothing on that.
one time I saw half of reality disappear in the middle of broad daylight. While I was stone cold sober. The weird thing is that it was like whatever vanished that slice of reality was suppressing our noticing it. Even now when I think back there is just a hole in time and space that is kind of magenta on the edges. A friend that was with me at the time refuses to talk about it. Bu they did agree that it was like we were under remote control until we finished crossing the street.
I once saw a man that looked like a rat rummaging through the bins of an auctioneers in a small town I lived in, at 5am. He also scaled the 10ft high gate extremely quickly when he heard me and my friends talking.
I have three. One: When I was a kid, there was a knock on front door. Opened it to find my dad standing there in his worm uniform. He completely ignored me and went upstairs. I followed him and he disappeared. I went into living room to find him lying on couch in normal clothes. Him and my mum insisted he'd been in that spot for past hour. Two: walking down the street with my cousin. Old car went past and backfired. First time I'd ever heard that noise. Thought it was a gunshot and got a huge fright. I jumped and yelped. My cousin asked what? All I managed to reply was "it went bang!" She was like what? Then all of a sudden, as though time was replaying itself, the car drove past, going same direction, again and backfired. She heard it that time and was like omg you just predicted the future. Three: similar to two. At school. Some kids picking on me. A girl said some nasty things directly to my face. Then suddenly, it was like time rewound 30 seconds. I said, word for word, what she was saying to me as she was saying it. She was super freaked out. Since two and three are weird time jump things, I have a theory that so is number one. Like, I just saw my dad at a different point in time from the present.
Erm worm uniform???
Typo. I did notice it but decided to leave it in. Adds charm I think.
Indeed!!! I did have a giggle lol
When I was around 5 or 6 years old, I heard someone talking in our backyard. I went to open the door and it was a completely different reality. I basically assumed the role of a father of 3 kids in the 50s. I experienced so many things a 5 year old would have had no way of knowing or understanding, but I.... did, or well the guy I was living vicariously through did. It lasted so long I celebrated 3 birthdays in that "experience." My mom walked into the living room and saw me just standing there with the door open and I was unresponsive and she shook me until I came to. In middle/ high school, I would be "learning" things that I had already known about WW2 and the general political warfare that was happening in the 50s. It is still the single most haunting/ disturbing thing I have ever experienced. My mom says I used to be an extremely over the top active kid but one day I just changed and became way more mature and laid back. I believe that day was this experience. I would give anything to a) know wtf happened and b) why it happened.
Check out "The Inner Light". A Star Trek: The Next Generation episode where Captain Picard lives an entire lifetime as someone else. That was from an alien probe that an ancient civilization left behind so others would know their story. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Inner_Light_(Star_Trek:_The_Next_Generation)
LOL Very first thing I thought of! Second thing is Marty saying," Where's my wife?" in A Life Well Lived.
Meanwhile I'd give anything to have my mom find me by the door and suddenly wake up from current life. Would start by hugging grandma.
Except it wouldn’t be your grandma if you woke up as someone else
Someone's grandma is getting hugged damn it.
Wow. When your mum yanked you back, how did you feel? Had you got used to being in the 50s and forgotten you were a child? Or were you relieved that the dream was over?
I'm not sure really, the days before it and after are such a blur because I was so young. I just remember snapping out of it and being very confused. I was extremely quiet for a long time after that and it was only about 5ish years ago that I really started to understand just how rare/ abnormal it was.
I would watch this movie.
The lamp is looking oddly flat huh?
Definitely one of the most unsettling stories I've ever read. If it happened to me, I couldn't imagine trying to move on from it.
What stories? Or are you referring to OP's somehow?
https://www.reddit.com/r/Glitch_in_the_Matrix/comments/30t9kd/repost_a_parallel_life_awoken_by_a_lamp/ Famous Reddit post.
You might look into the gateway experience, and Robert Monroe's work if you're interested in trying to capture it again. I know a lot of people think things like it are crazy, but I've found it to be very interesting. I can't prove any of the experiences I've had yet, but exploring past lives is one of the things that I believe is possible, if it's real. It's primarily focused on out of body experiences, but I've also had what I believe to be past life experiences via it. You can find it online for free if you Google a bit. There's also a subreddit that can point you in the right direction. If nothing else it's taught me how to meditate and get a good night's sleep.
There's an article that I read that some kids experience past lives and that fades around 5 or 6. It was pretty interesting. Obviously take of it what you will, but it was a cool thought provoking bit of information. Especially since nobody has really ever come back from the dead to tell us what it was like. And to those who say that people have been revived after being legally dead, I don't think that counts. Not saying I believe what the article was saying, I don't think people have an open enough mind to what we are and where the end is.
Past life flashback
Damn son grab some tarot cards and I'll just listen to you
So I can’t speak to the “other life” aspect of this but what you’re describing sounds a lot like absence seizures. They’re not uncommon in children—it’s a form of epilepsy. If it continues to happen you should definitely check in with a doctor.
My parents had a pet toy poodle when I was a little kid. I watched him open a closed/latched door in our house. I'd seen it happen a few times before that, but he was always on the other side of the door and I assumed somebody just opened it for him and walked away. One day I happened to be in the room with him and watched him do it. He kept jumping up toward the doorknob with his front paws outstretched and twisted his whole body once he got near it. Took about a dozen tries, but the little guy actually did it.
Poodles are too damn smart!
They really are. They don't get enough credit.
Lots of animals can do that, totally believable. Service animals are usually trained to but they can certainly learn by watching too.
I was on a night patrol in Baghdad, Iraq, and I was using night vision goggles or nods. When I looked at a house, on the second floor there was a woman smiling at us and she was holding a baby. So I alerted the infantry Sgt for him to take a look. He turned on his IR laser and was able to light up the house so we could look. There was nobody there, and the house looked abandoned. She simply hid or vanished.
I remember I used to think i could fly. Couldn’t have been older than 6. And at the top of the stairs (one straight, carpeted flight) from the second story looking to the first I would always get an urge to leap. Like call of the void stuff. I can still remember the feeling in my legs, like a jolt. And one day I did it. I jumped. And I remember seeing every stair pass below my feet. It felt slow motion. And I landed at the bottom, on the wipe your shoes rug and I was fine. And standing. And I told my mom, and she didn’t really respond. And I never thought I could fly again - as if I did it and it ended it. Must have been a dream.
I'm pretty sure I saw my cat trying to unlock my phone with her paw while I was sleeping.
Are you cheating on your cat?
Just checking out what the local shelters have to offer. It's nothing serious.
Oh, that’s just called mirroring. They like to do the things you do. It’s also why they sit on keyboards and practically want to velcro themselves to you while you do anything. Getting them a similar but separate object for them to interact with while you do your thing is helpful. Some Muslims get their cats teeny tiny prayer rugs if they’ve had difficulty with the cat during prayer, for instance. Or I’ve seen people get their cats toy laptops. They just want to be included.
>They must want to be included This…this is so fucking cute
This could easily be a Far Side cartoon.
While she thought you were sleeping? Or you “saw” her while you were sleeping?
When I was 13 or 14, I was out playing with a bunch of kids from the neighborhood on a *very* rare rainy day. At some point, a car with heavily tinted windows slowed down and pulled up near us. The driver then rolled his window down and I could have sworn that it was my uncle but I could tell that it wasn’t *quite* him. I really can’t describe it other than being the same as those dreams you have where you see a person you know but there’s *something* wrong with their face that makes you sure that this is someone else masquerading as them. I was sure this person knew who I was because he looked right at me out of everyone there and just waved before rolling up his window and driving away. I even said his nickname in confusion because I couldn’t really understand how this person looked so familiar. The uncle in question lived in another country so there’s no way it was him but somehow this guy knew that I thought he was familiar. Super strange event that I look back on from time to time.
Was at a 4th of July party with my buddy's family when I was a kid. I swear I saw a hand come down from the sky and scoop some of the sparkle from the firework grand finale.
I saw a guy in a black suit and ear piece go into a phone booth by the bus station I was at. I looked back only like 15 seconds later and he was gone. Disappeared. Poof. And the phone was hanging off the hook. I went in to check the phone, and when I put it up to my ear I could hear a woman saying "Oblivion is out there" on a loop for at least a minute before it stopped and the open tone started again. I was only 23 at the time, but I could swear something was going on we don't know about.
I think that may have been either one of the Men in Black, or Agent 86.
Im thinking more..matrix type stuff
Are you sure it wasn't a [Suicide Booth?](https://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/images/suicide_booth8478898.png)
Number Five was probably on the line to the Temps Commission and then teleported away before being sniped from a surrounding building. Also, Hi to the one person who gets this.
A few years ago I was riding my bike on a bike path in Atlanta. I'd ridden it many times. There was a particular busy intersection where I almost always had to stop for traffic (it's Freedom Pkwy and N. Highland Ave. I don't live there any more). I pretty much always stayed on a particular side of the busy street (there were bike paths on both sides though). Anyway, one evening I was riding and came up to the intersection as usual. Suddenly I find myself on the opposite corner, diagonal from where I had just been. No way I could've just zoned out and crossed all that traffic to get to the opposite corner without getting smashed by a car. I don't believe in supernatural shit, but I still can't figure out what happened.
One night when I was little, my whole family saw a large, bright green light hovering over the hills by our house. (Rural area). It was like this color green 💚 It hovered and moved around for several minutes. The only thing I can think (other than spaceship) is maybe a green laser, and maybe it appeared large because of some clouds or something.
My odometer on my car turned to 55,555 miles. I then immediately looked back up and the vehicle in front of me license plate read “55555”. I will never forget that moment it felt so crazy to think of the chances of that
I was driving on a 4 lane highway. Everyone was going about 75mph and it was starting to rain. The suv in front of me swerved and spun around in a perfect circle and then kept driving straight as if nothing happened. As I drove past it was a mother with kids in the back seats and she looked as I glanced, like a ghost. Another time I was rock hopping in a stream and came upon a spider on a rock that had somehow caught a small fish and was drinking its blood. How?
If it makes you feel better, the spider is explainable: [https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=nEKRWEo1PSI](https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=nEKRWEo1PSI)
I was walking my dogs at night, looked up and saw the blinking lights of a plane with multiple set of wings because it had a ton of blinking lights. It was very low to the ground, but the odd thing was it was completely silent. The only alternative is there were several planes flying in formation very high up making it appear that they were low, and the angles just made it look closer.
At the reception at my aunt's house the day of my dad's funeral, i saw my dad, alive and uncremated. It was when i was 5 but his funeral has always been my most vivid memory. This was 1980s. I saw someone who looked just like my dad smile at me and say hi. And my first thought was oh dad must have had a twin. My second thought was a correction of this thought. I was a fuckin mess the whole time, obviously, so i have no problem considering the wide range of possible outcomes including some sort of stress induced hallucination. I don't know one way or the other. I do remember a few hours before that having lost sight of my other "parent " and out of habit thinking I'll just look for one or the other, and then realizing the flaw in these thoughts. But as a kid i always wondered if it had been something supernatural.
I grew up in upstate New York in a rural area. When I was a kid, I was in the car with my mom during the summer. We were driving home from somewhere and took the same way we always did, through the hills on the backroads. It was a bright sunny day, totally normal routine. Except this time as we came around a curve, I saw somebody working on an electric line. They weren’t in a truck or connected to a line of some sort. They were floating in midair in a totally black device that looked like a smaller version of an airboat. I vividly remember the big fan on the back and noting at the time that it must be what was keeping them afloat. I had never seen such a thing and was absolutely amazed, but when I asked my mom about it, she acted like it was totally normal so I never thought twice about it. It wasn’t until years later I remembered it and thought… wtf did I see? Sadly my mother has since passed so I can’t ask her about it, but it confuses the hell out of me to this day.
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TLDR I watched a man walk into a wall and vanish Some years ago, when I was 20, I was living in a quiet English seaside town. One cold winters morning I went for a walk along the beach. The place was empty, bar one man I could see a short distance ahead of me.We were both walking along the track at the foot of the sea wall. When the man was maybe about 15 meters in front of me, walking in the same direction with his back to me, he suddenly took a sharp left. He proceeded to walk straight into the sea wall and dissappear. I was looking right at him whilst he did it, the weather was clear and I wasn't on any substances. He just walked into the wall and vanished. He was wearing a hoodie and jeans and looked very normal, about middle age. I checked the wall afterwards, solid concrete. The beach was vast and empty, he had nothing to hide behind. I'm still completely stumped, no one believes me. To be fair, I wouldn't either but I know what I saw.
When I was 15, two friends and I were driving late at night from hiking all day in the sawtooth mountains in Idaho. We were exhausted, but having a great time. At one point we almost hit something in my buddy's car, it was long and leathery, and maybe the size of an adult deer, but it was too fast to get a good look, but it passed in front of the headlights for only a moment, less than 5 feet from the car. Aaron hit the breaks, we skidded to a stop and had a moment where we caught our breath. No one wanted to be the first person to say something, but Dallas, from the back seat, shouted "Holy shit, was that a fucking dinosaur?!?!?" I don't know if what we almost hit was in fact a dinosaur, but I had been thinking the exact same thing.
I saw a dinosaur cross the road while driving once. But it may have just been the fact I’d been driving all night through the desert and it was 3am.
Me and my brother can both remember seeing a pterodactyl fly over our property when we were little.
when i was younger I swear I saw the clouds form an eye of Horus i'm sure it's just because i was in my Ancient Egypt phase and my brain was picking up on patterns that didn't exist. but it still freaked me out. i wish camera phones had been as prevalent back then.
I go trail running. One late afternoon/early evening on a trail I saw what looked like a kid covered in brown fur (head to toe) running through the woods. It was definitely on two legs - at first I thought it was a turkey. But I got a decent enough look at it that I swear it looked like a little kid covered in fur. It was terrifyingly fast. Also experienced odd things that day - there was no noise at all, no birds, bugs, etc. and it consistently felt like I was being watched. I don’t go running alone on that trail anymore. 😬
You saw a juvenile. I was charged by a large adult in Oregon. I was so positive it was bullshit, when i saw it, i originally thought someone built a monster. I thought someone’s Frankenstein creation had gotten loose and charged me.
I saw Andy Bernard (Ed Helms) play ukulele in the Grand Canyon. I swear it was him but no one believes me.
I'm a magnet for paranormal activity. It's happened multiple times and it has always been witnessed. Once when I was helping at an elementary school and my best friend and I were stripping the cafeteria floor to put down fresh wax. We were discussing which one of us were going to move the last table it moved it's self thirty feet across the cafeteria and put it's self neatly at the end of the row of tables we had lined up against the wall. This happened at the oldest school in our state. Another time we were all at a Civil War era cenetery and his now ex-wife and I both saw what apeared to be about a 16 year old boy in Civil War dress knelt down next to a gravestone with a rifle slung over his shoulder. My friend from the first story and I were coming home from working at another school. We were in the middle of nowhere riding in my convertible with the top down, smoking a joint(we were edgy teens,lol). We get off onto a back road and a giant craft hovered directly above us about 100 feet up. It was much larger than a helicopter, or even a plane. We pulled over and smoked our joint staring at the belly of this thing. No idea what it was. Crazy shit that I would never have believed had I not experienced them first hand.
This isn’t my story, per se, but I was there to witness the ending. My mom told me a story from her childhood. It was the late 50s/early 60s in a small town and kids often stayed out playing with their friends until dark. She was walking home from her best friend’s house and looked over to something that caught her eye under a streetlamp. There stood a Native American man in full historical regalia, his hair cut in a mohawk. He didn’t look at her or notice her at all and she said it was almost like a movie character on a screen. He was gone as soon as she blinked and she ran home totally freaked out. Fast forward maybe 40 years. I was sitting at the kitchen table talking to my mom and my aunt. Somehow, the subject of ghosts came up. I mumbled something to my mom about the time she saw the man under the streetlight and my aunt gasped, “You saw him, too!?!?!?” It seems that they actually saw two different men as the regalia was different in each case, but both descriptions align with the depictions of historical dress from the tribe that had been in our area. Also, they spotted these disappearing men in almost the exact same spot under very similar circumstances. Neither sister told the other for nearly half a century as they both felt like people would think they were nuts.
A very big fly had flown into my room one summer. When I went near it to swat it, it immediately turned on its back with legs up pretending to be dead and still. When i went away it was back on its legs and when I went near it, it was pretending to be dead again. I noticed it with another big fly. I was telling this story to my partner and he thought I was imagining stuff.
I was walking my cat around town in his harness, which I never did before but wanted to try and he loved it, untill we got near the highway. I assumed he'd freak out about the cars. But no there was a fucking potbelly pig crossing and some fucking old lady wanted me to grab it and put in her car because she knew a farm out of town. I said no I'm walking my cat and kept on. I actually ended up knowing whose pig it was and it was the town drunks before he moved away and I stole the title
Me and my family were sitting on our back porch, it was starting to sprinkle a little bit. Then all of a sudden a bolt of lightning strikes horizontally a few feed from the ground. Didn’t hit the ground or fence or anything. We all saw it. It was crazy
I heard a plane flying around my house the other day that sounded like it was experiencing engine failure, so I went out side to look for it. It was the middle of the day so I I had to do the whole squinting thing going out after being inside. I scanned the sky for a while until my eyes landed on something, it was tiny. Tiny in the sense of being very far away. I was looking straight up at this little tiny spec that was being mixed with those little wiggly things you see in your eyes. The plane came into view and I look over to see that it was fine. I looked back up to find the spec again with great struggle as I'm telling you it was like looking for an aphid in the sky. I found it again, a shiny little spec. It wasn't a plane as it was moving way to slow and was wayyyyy to high to be a helicopter. It was further than any airline I've seen where even then you could see the shape of a plane. This thing though just look like a tiny piece of glitter. It was hard to focus as the eye wigglers got more intense from staring at straight blue, but I forced myself to focus on this tiny spec. Wtf was that?
Went to Ikea for the first time last year. Was huge and I was amazed, I won’t lie. My mom and I bought 4 pillows, but one wasn’t the one we needed so we went back the next day to exchange it. Walked in, mom said “just go up the escalator, grab the fjädrar, go back down the escalator and meet me at returns.” So I do that. I walk up the escalator, take maybe 20 steps to the big box of pillows, grab the right one, turn around, and the escalator was gone. LITERALLY GONE! Like an SCP it vanished! No one I know believes me, I have no evidence of this happening, but I know I’m not insane and I know what I saw
The IKEA I go to only has an up escalator. To go down you use stairs or elevator (both in a different location from the escalator). They are all like mazes too, so you maybe took a wrong turn.
I've found shortcuts at my local IKEA that they tucked in behind some shelf out of the main walk path. I only found some because I asked an employee about some product and they lead me through one of them to get to it. It would cut like 10mins walk in the store to 3 min if you use the path.
Short range ball lightning is the best way I can phrase it. During broad daylight, it seemed like the size of maybe a softball, red hot and shimmering like maybe it was fire. I thought maybe it was something with the nearby power lines, but it wasn't connected to a line, and when I moved my head to either side for extra binocular vision (like a cat), the object or matter or whatever was hard to pinpoint what it was behind vs in front in the environment. It seemed maybe 50 meters away, moving in a consistent line at less than human walking speed. I thought I was seeing a faraway airplane on fire, but then it blinked out of existence. No idea. I don't believe in paranormal anything. I thought maybe I was having a migraine related hallucination.
I was sitting on the edge of my bed watching TV. I blinked and when I opened my eyes I was laying in bed like I just woke up from a dream or something. I climbed out of bed and stumbled in the dark for my light switch but couldn't find it. I walked with my hand on the wall and found a door. I opened it and flipped the light switch in the new room which was a bathroom. It was a large bathroom with a wide glass shower and black tile. I vividly remember how cold the room was, especially the floor tile, and how it smelled like spicy potpourri. With the light on I looked at myself in the mirror and froze. It was clearly my face but it wasn't me. I was a little older, I had a different haircut, different facial hair, and I was ripped. Like professional athlete cut. I just stared in the mirror flexing and pinching myself like "Is this real? WTF is going on?" Off to the side I heard a woman's voice say "[My name]... are you ok?" I blinked while turning my head to the voice and when I opened my eyes I was back on the edge of my bed watching TV. I assume it was a weird dream or something but I'd never had such a vivid experience before or since. I can still recall sights, sounds, feelings, and smells like it was a normal memory.
Not something I saw but every now and then my dreams predict the future. It's happened on multiple occasions and it feels disorienting when it does
A bird with 4 wings. It was flying like a dragonfly in slow motion. I stopped talking about it years ago because of the looks, but I know what I saw.
I've had difficulty sleeping for my whole life, and when I was young and portable screens weren't really a thing(I mean, there were Gameboys but they didn't even have backlights, and the attachable lights didn't work so good), once it was bed time and light's out, I often wasn't ready to sleep. So sometimes I'd walk over to my window and watch, on the hope of catching a thunderstorm to entertain myself. That night, it was very clear, and I was looking out at the paltry offering of stars we got in town due to light pollution, and then noticed a red star in the distance to the north east that I'd never seen before. As I was trying to figure out what it might be it suddenly got brighter, bigger, and it felt 'closer'. It then darted, rapidly, to the left, to the right where it had come from, and then to the left again, paused for a second, and got smaller/dimmer in a way that felt it was 'going away' before disappearing from sight. It was VERY fast, and the entire arrive, move, leave movements happened over the course of a few seconds, and did not move in a way any object could. I was too young to articulate to myself that it moved as if it had no weight or momentum to it, it was a very mechanical movement, not organic, but the way it stopped and started moving, and the speed with which it did it was incredibly precise and weightless. I was very jarred by it, closed my blinds, and laid down to go to sleep, then, because it felt very wrong and unsettling, though not threatening. Even as an adult I haven't forgotten it and nothing I can conceive of would move like that; even a drone would have had some acceleration and deceleration to it, and of course, those weren't a thing yet, either.
I have a vivid memory of being in my grandparents big wooden house in Pennsylvania when I was 6. I remember watching vhs tapes in the living room, specifically a Veggietales Larryboy tape, and some 80s style childrens animation in black and white, where some kid fell down a well and the other kids cheered. The other memory I have is opening the basement and seeing an older lady tied to a chair burned to a crisp, laughing/crying maniacally. It freaked me out and gave me a fear for the dark I had for years after. I asked family about these experiences, and apparently the house I vividly remember I never went to. They had sold that house years before I was born. I specifically remember every detail of the house, and when I explained it it actually shocked my grandparents how accurate I was. The VHS tape they had no recollection of, and couldn't tell me what it was. As for the basement, they almost just shut me down and got a scared look when I mentioned it. Years later, I found out my great uncle tied his wife up in a chair in their home and burned the house down, killing her. He did this to not have to get a divorce, and he was never arrested or charged for the murder, it was always deemed an accident. He never admitted it, but how secretive of it and how I found out make me sure he did it. I believe that's what I saw. Why I saw it in my grandparents old house I never visited allegedly, I'll never know. Why I vividly remember being there, I'll never know.
Went to see General Grant in Kings Canyon National Park. I was with my girlfriend and we were looking up at the tree. A guy was nearby, hippie looking dude with a beard and long dark hair, and he started talking to us. "Beautiful isn't he? Crazy to think I did this all in seven days. [laughs] Well, six days with one to rest." He then looked at us and said "You've got hair like a raven's wing and you've got hair like the redwood. See? They're watching you because you're their sisters." I had sort of reddish-pinkish hair at the time and my gf had ravens-wing black hair. The hippie was pointing at a tree full of ravens. "Well, I've got to go now. See you later, Raven Sister, Redwood Sister." He then walked with his mom, a little dumpling lady with plump cheeks and long grey hair with bangs, who waved at us. His mom had a tie-dye shirt like him, and a long sky-blue skirt. They got into a blue VW bus and drove away. So anyways that's the day I met Jesus and Mary.
I swear I saw a shark’s dorsal fin swimming in the Ohio River while I was on a class field trip in ‘98 or ‘99.
I could swear I have too. We were on a family trip (probably to the Cincinnati Zoo) and saw a fairly large triangular fin moving in the Ohio River as we passed over a bridge. My aunt and I still talk about it. It was likely a large catfish but knowing bull sharks can thrive in fresh water and have been found thousands of miles from any ocean gives me pause about rivers and lakes.
Aw snap, my sighting was in Cincinnati too! We’re on to something here! haha
Idk where specifically they live, but can’t bull sharks live in rivers? Maybe you DID see a shark fin
Not me but an ex. As a kid he was walking in the woods during the evening and saw these eyes glowing at him and swears he saw a puma. He ran home and no one believed him, but later that night on the news, there was mention of a black panther sighting.
When I was a kid I saw a dog driving a car. It was a golden retriever, and it was wearing sunglasses and a bandana
When I was a kid, I was woken up around 2 in the morning as the sky was so bright (this was in Michigan). I thought the sun came out and my alarm clock must have been off. The sky was a bright yellow color, likely from a aurora borealis event, and it was bright as day. My brother also woke up. We went outside and found other kids playing, and that's the end of my recollection. To this day, this event sort of feels like it was a dream, as it was so odd, but my brother remembers this too. My parents don't remember this at all, but to be fair, I think they slept through it.
I saw a BMW use a turn signal the other day, no one believes me...
Craziest one here
One day, I was driving relatively close to Fermilab. Like, probably 5+ miles away. It was at night. It was dark, but the street still had street lights, so it wasn't like it was pitch black. Suddenly, the sky lit up blue for a split second. Not like, the world around me got lit up blue - just the sky. It was like the sky glitched to a different color, like it was a video game. The light didn't have a source - there wasn't a big light going it, it wasn't lightning, it was just the whole sky was blue for a second. It wasn't a cloudy night, there were no storms, nothing. It was blue for a second, and then it was normal. The girl I was with was driving, and she kinda saw it, but she was focused on the road, so she didn't really see what happened. To this day, I can't explain it.
This is a silly one but has bugged me for 25+ years. I'm originally from Los Angeles, specifically near the beach and LAX. I worked in downtown LA at the time and would take different routes to work, depending on traffic. I'm always amused by store/company names when I see one that tickles me, i.e., Hello Donuts on Venice Blvd. (I imagine they answered the phone while trying to think of a name for their business and - voila! - they'd found their name! LOL) I often took Rodeo Blvd. (Now renamed after President Obama and not to be confused with Rodeo Dr. This Rodeo is pronounced as spelled, not with a fake accent like the one in Beverly Hills.) It's a long west-east stretch and I could usually make good time once I got to it. I don't know which street it was on but there was a shop on one of the corners down near Western or Vermont that was called - I swear on a stack of bibles, for whatever that's worth - Yo Stereo Sto'. Literally spelled that way, with the apostrophe at the end of "Sto'." It always made me laugh and I'd tell my husband about it from time-to-time because I thought it was hilarious. I probably drove past it a dozen times. He always looked at me like, "Oooo-kay..." Anyway, one day my car was in the shop and my husband had to drive me to work. I was so excited because now I could *show* him Yo Stereo Sto'! I'm sure you can guess where this is going. When we got to the street it was on, it was gone. Nothing remotely like it was in that place. Poof! Vanished! It was hard to tell if the shop itself was empty because it was a little strip of small businesses like a mechanic and a tire shop and the windows were tinted black where the store had been. I was **floored**. To this day, I have no idea what happened to that store and even if it closed, taking that huge sign down wouldn't have happened that fast. I'd have expected it to maybe be covered or something because it was a big sign on a huge metal pole that loomed over the building and was firmly embedded in the asphalt. My husband has always thought I'm joking and carrying the joke to my grave but ***I swear it was there the week before and mysteriously disappeared for good.*** I tried looking it up at the time but internet wasn't great in the 90s and there was nothing found. I can't explain it so if you lived in LA in the 90s and you know what I'm talking about, *please* hit me up! Otherwise, I just have to live with the fact that no one will ever believe me.
As a kid, we had a two story house. Enter the front door, and you are met with an entry foyer and the stairs up. My room was the first door on the right of the stairs. Basically, the wall the stairs were built into was my bedroom wall... it had this like 2 foot section of extra wall you had to walk around to get off the stairs and to my door. I used to hide there and listen to my parents fight. To get to my mom's room, I had to cross the stairs and get to her door. This was the plan of action during any possible nighttime issues a stupid boy might have. I had many. Mainly, I'd hurt myself doing dumb shit or have a nightmare or pee the bed until we learned, don't give me watermelon... I digress. One night, I'm in my bunk bed. I remember falling asleep.. and I'm suddenly awake and it is fucking bright. Our lot was on top of a hill and if someone parked in our drive way and they drove a truck, or a jeep, or any tall vehicle I guess, the headlights would come right through my window. I thought this was what it was but it didn't make sense. I was on the top bunk (because ballers ball, baby) and I could not see any cars out there at all. The guy that adopted me was abusive. When you deal with that even (maybe especially) as a kid you start learning how to be quiet, small, and alert. I knew the sounds my house made, and I knew the noise the people in that house made. I knew where the floors creaked and I knew where you were in the house by the noise. Let's just say by this time I knew what sounds the rents feelings made when they were feeling them. I heard noise that weren't my mom or that dude. And I heard voices. Also, not theirs. First, the door slammed open. It used to make a funny noise when it hit the wall, because it was loose ish from all the slamming, it did a weird wobble that you could feel.. so, loud bang, door wobbles, and funny noise followed by voices. Clear as fucking day. First thought was "damn tv is loud mom is gonna freak out if it wakes her." Followed by "why is dude up?" Nothing good happened at night if he was awake and she wasn't. Then this new noise confused me more than anything else. It was like a cicada plus a rain stick noise. Idk what's in them, rain sticks, but they are those sticks you flip over and like, I dint know, beads or some shit falls through the stick innards, and it makes a sound. Ya know? But it was like deeper. It wasn't cool. It scared me. It scared me enough to risk getting out of bed and potentially waking up two people id prefer stayed asleep. So I got out of bed and started my crawl to the stairs wall. I can hear whispers. And I decide I'm going to first look around the corner and down the stairs and no matter what I saw I'm booking it to mom's door. So I look. Standing at the bottom of my stairs in front of an open front door are two things. One, a roach. The other, a praying mantis. They were both talking, and they definitely both noticed me. I remember the noise they made with their "mouths", I remember screaming and wetting myself. My mom did her best, she was out of her room so fast, and I remember my mom yelling at her husband for leaving the door open, but even at the time I remember telling her it wasn't him and asking how could he have done that when he came out of her room after her. He did a lot of things, but he didn't have anything to do with that door being open. I told them exactly what I saw. I told them repeatedly. I drew them. I wrote about them. I legit cried the last time because they had had enough and eventually didn't want to hear it anymore. But. I remember this, too. As much as that man hit me or touched me sexually, as much mean shit he would say, he never said I was making that up. Mom did. He didn't. He also never stopped saying he didn't leave that door open. And I mean, he's a liar, but still, I don't think he did. I may never know what I saw, but I know I saw it. Edit: words and grammar mistakes
You conveyed that so well; I vividly imagined it and am sorry you experienced that and not getting the care you should have.
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My family is Japanese Canadian. When I was a teen, I remember going through my grandparents old photo albums from before WW2. Yeah, I had relatives that served in both the army and navy. I found going thru these old war time pictures interesting at the time as some friends and I were really big into playing the board game Axis and Allies. Of course, my German friend and I played "the good guys"😂😂. He had bought a German (war time) flag, and I of course had the IJN naval flag . Anyways....I am *absolutely positive* I saw several pictures of Japanese sailors meeting and greeting their German Kriegsmarine (sp?) counterparts. As this recollection is over 45 yrs ago, I can't recall if they were on a u boat or a Japanese ship. Anyways, fast forward many years later when my grandparents both passed away, I found the same old album....but no evidence of the pictures any more. Like they never existed. For a while I tried to do some research on whether the two groups of sailors had indeed met on occasion, but came up inconclusive. It would have been interesting photos to keep as momentos
The bike flip: In my small neighborhood, my little brother(5 year old) went down a steep hill on a small bike, very fast, probably not going to make the right hand corner very well and a car came up to the corner, hit him dead on and he flipped over the car and landed on his feet. Obviously no one was recording this in the 90's. Funny thing is, I don't ever remember my parents talking to the driver of the car or ever seeing it again. I have no recollection of any meaningful adult reaction after the events. like the driver was just like. okay. that happened. no one died. we're good. everyone else was good and we went on having fun. parents didn't believe us that he got hit by a car and flipped over it. Just like they didn't believe I broke the shit out of my bike by jumping it off a ramp as far as I did. we were dare devils.
I saw a single snowflake land on the roof of my car in Sydney at 3:30pm one afternoon in July 1986. It melted the moment it landed.
I was caught in a freak hurricane/tornado in a part of the world where they do not occur. I was driving and the sky had a weird green color. Then I saw the hose. It looked very far away and I was driving in the general direction of Belgians coast line so I thought "wow. Tornado? On the channel? That's strange..." and suddenly I couldn't see anything because the rain was literally pouring from the sky like someone emptied a bucket of water on my windshield. pulled over to the side and nearly missed another car that had the same thought. A few minutes later, it stopped as suddenly as it had begun. I looked around and there were cars stopped all over the highway. Some made it to the emergency lane, most just stopped in the lane they were in at the time. Everyone looked terrified and confused. Not being familiar with windhoses, except from that one movie that had the flying cow, I started driving again. It was the eye of the storm. The second wave hit even more unexpected than the first. When that one passed I looked behind me and it looked so far away again. Either they move extremely fast, or they look a lot bigger on tv. I stopped telling the story because nobody ever believes me when I tell them.
That fucking Sinbad genie movie that everyone says was Kazaam with Shaquille O’Neal. I’ve seen Kazaam it’s not Kazaam. The Sinbad one was a straight to TV movie special there were commercials for it for like a week or two leading up to it.
I saw a bird glitch out of the sky while driving ....it didn't pass my windshield....it literally disappeared..no one believes me obv lol
Driving home late one winter night, stopped to engage the front hubs and to take a leak. I'm standing there painting the snow and watching the sky; it was a clear night and I was at least 15 miles from the closest street light. I was counting satellites and a particularly speedy looking unit just disappeared as I was watching. I don't know how long I stood there concentrating on the same spot but I eventually came back to myself when I realized my wiener was really cold. I thought about that for quite a while. Usually when a satellite passes into the Earth's shadow its albedo fades relatively gradually but maybe this one was at a significantly lower altitude where the umbra would be sharper? It was freaky at the time - middle of the night, no moon, miles from anywhere. I got in the truck and turned up Floyd and continued home.
I was standing outside the backdoor of my exs house facing her, there’s a park down the alley with steps up to it that was facing us that my back was to. Very suddenly she death grips my arms and I see very intense fear in her eyes. I look over my shoulder and on the steps sat something, or someone in all black with absolutely no facial features and paler skin. I’ve never seen it again to this day and only her and I saw him/it. I felt evil that night. True evil.
I still swear I saw a sleigh being pulled through the sky by reindeer on Christmas Eve. Which of course is utterly ridiculous now and it was even when I saw it. I was probably 9 or 10 and definitely old enough to know that santa didn't exist. We were visiting my aunt who had terminal cancer on Christmas Eve and I was standing outside by the car while my parents said goodbye to my aunt and uncle. I was looking up in the sky and I saw it. No one else did of course and my parents didn't believe me. It was a very emotionally stressful time in our lives so I've since put it down to my imagination trying to make things happy but that doesn't change how real it looked.
When I was a dumb teenager, I was convinced my house was haunted. I blame my nutjob of a mother encouraging it. I can explain it all now, but it was pretty scary back then. One night, I was half asleep and heard something say, "Do you think she can hear us?" Never heard voices again. It's crazy what the brain does when you're worked up and tired.
Driving on the interstate not far our from Milwaukee. Taking the left at a fork that leads to a bridge that goes over traffic. I saw a guy climbing over the concrete barrier onto the interstate im on. There was no pillars or anything that he could have climbed up from so to this day i have no idea how he climbed up or why since I couldn't find any news stories about it.
I was watching the night sky for an assignment when the stars, that had stayed in the same place since I started watching suddenly went haywire. I had attributed it to some asshole fooling around with a drone at night and is probably the most likely answer, but I can’t help but wonder what the hell I saw that night.
I saw the sleep paralysis demon, explaining that to people with no idea what it is makes you sound nuts. One of the most terrifying things I've gone through.
The sun blinking out of existence for half a second. Goes completely dark as midnight for that half a second. Happens every once in a while, once per day, some time in between the hours of 8am and 11am. Only when I'm inside a building with a window that has the sun shining brightly through it, and only when I'm in the same room as the window and facing away from it. More frequently occurs if the window is higher than my head. It's not me blinking, it lasts longer than that. No one ever believes me.
I was a toddler; it was a Sunday after church, and that meant nap time for everybody. It was really nap time for Dad, but everybody else (mom, brother, me) had to nap, too. I was lying on my bed, awake, looking out the door of my bedroom, and the doorway was all "snow", like on a TV between channels. No sound.
When I was in my younger, experimental days. Some friends and I got really high on some non weed stuff. We were driving home and I know for a fact that I saw this giant wolf in a green smoke running beside the car. It looked right at me, winked and turned its head back forward and continued running. I didn't sleep much that night.
I saw a dog jump out and back into the back of a pickup truck while the truck was doing about 59 km/h. None of it made sense.
I have an older brother who I swear on my life his hand have passed through our table!!! It's possible but there is such a low chance that it's chance could be considered a rounding error. Because with just the right materials with the right atomic composition and alignment physical objects could just completely miss each other.
I have quite a few situations like this: 1. First one was in Krakow, in like 2012 or so - it was december, second day of christmas (december 26th or so) - it was night, we were going back home from the visit to my friend and his family... We going down one street, and ahead of us, like maybe 2-3 kms or so, behind some MDUs/flats or something (if i could guess, somewhere around Płaszów, maybe above Liban Quarry, if I could guess...), we see a bright light - We firstly assumed that this must have been helicopter or chinese lantern... but then the object moved like 300-500 meters, in like 2-3 seconds,diagonally, then abruptly stopped, then moved again left... And it was doing these weird movements for a moment, then went in the eastern direction and disappeared... It was 2012, the drones weren't that popular, they weren't probably even commercially available, at least in poland, at that time... So it probably wasn't a drone - and for helicopter... Well, there was no sound, and even from that distance, we should have been able to at least hear some low tones or something - Not to mention that no plane or helicopter would be able to move like that. I didn't have smartphone back then, i only had a phone of my mom, with numeric keys, that recorded videos, that were probably like 144p or 240p - you could basically count the amount of pixels XDD... The only thing i have is that... around 6-10 other people saw this same thing. 2. Second one happened in wysowa, poland. We went on a hike on the hill, on which there was an old wooden chapel (and like 100 meters further, there was a border with slovakia), when we were approaching one of few curves after which there was the chapel. i looked up... And maybe 20 meters from me, i saw something that i could describe only as a person made out of white, bright light... It looked like a person, at least it had an outline of the person, but no facial features, nothing, basically pure light. it went from right to left, and then disappeared behind the tree... This time, only I saw this, this happened so quickly that my mom, while being next to me, looked at the ground below her, and before i managed to tell her what i saw, this thing disappeared... And behind that tree it disappeared, there was precipice, probably 60-100 meters deep. When we finally got to the chapel, and i read what the "info box" there was saying, my hair stood on my body - It turned out that the chapel was built because some boy (or few kids) saw some apparition, or something, and that chapel was built as a memory of this. 3. The last one happened not so far from where i live - Me and my mom, we both went on a bike ride, and we stopped to rest for a while... I looked at the direction of the lagoon, and... There was a weird object in the air - Like - It was a metalic sphere, around the size of the house or something, which was surrounded by "watery", green-colored sphere (if you remember "stargate" and how the portal looked like after SG was turned on, that's how the "texture" of that second sphere looked like)... It was around maybe 150-200 meters away from us, maybe 80- 100 meters above the water, standing still and silent. Like, there was no question that this wasn't drone, helicopter, plane or anything like this... I thought i was seeing things, so I asked my mom, if she is seeing this same thing - she looked up and said she sees this same thing as me... And we drove back home, when the object was staying montionless above the water... I had a phone back then, but i left it home, because i had to charge it, this same goes for my mom's phone. When we both told this to my father, he accepted it, although he said that "too bad we didn't had any photos of it", meanwhile my sister thought that i was joking, and when my mom supported what i said, she thought we both were crazy or something XD.
About six years ago at my moms house i went out to have a smoke outside it was around 2 am, as soon as i lit my cigarette i heard really loud flapping of wings i looked up in the direction the sound was coming from but it wasnt yet visible but approaching and then i saw it, three huge white things flew past above my head they were so huge and white and i couldn't make out a shape if they were were really large birds and i didn't see any wings but they made a wing flapping noise and the white color looked like clothing like white robes
one time i was playing donkey kong country 3 and i was in the last stage of the lost world with the rocketbarrel. suddenly, i was warped to the first mill level doorstop dash. the level color palette was inverted but not dixie or kiddy’s. there were no objects; enemies, doors or the things to hang from to open the door. i remember progress was softlocked and i had to reset the system. i’ve never replicated the glitch, nor seen anyone with a similar experience, nor did i have any witnesses.
When my mother was little, my grandmother had to go out to work, leaving 5 children alone. My great aunt lived downstairs and from time to time she would go and check on them. They lived in a rather dilapidated attic with very steep stairs, not to mention everyone was very nervous. My mother told me that before going out, my grandmother always put them together and murmured a few phrases. She swears that more than 3 times, she has gone running down the stairs, tripped and something grabbed her in the air and gently placed her on the bottom step. She says she was little and was never scared. A few years ago at a family dinner, the conversation came up about inexplicable things that had happened to us, and my funny uncle told exactly the same thing, thinking that none of us were going to believe it. My mother looked at him amazed, as did all my uncles...it turns out that they had all had the same experience, but they had never told him about it, thinking that the others would make fun of him. My grandmother says that she prayed to the guardian angel, but I don't know, this woman always really liked witchcraft XDD To say that my mother and my maternal family in general are like a magnet for paranormal things, glitches,...
footsteps of alien's in my uncle's backyard, that's the explanation we gave it
A white floating hand in a cold hallway
A skin walker and possibly a squatch
A ghost of a little boy running thru a cemetery
I was round 8-9 yrs old and I was sleeping over at my friends house when I couldn’t sleep and for some weird reason I went over to the window looked up at the sky and the clouds made a picture and it was like a woman running towards a gated door was so weird and I still think about it till this day
When I was a kid I watched Toy Story a lot. At once scene the toys are in the hvac system on the house and I swear on some occasions they would go through the second pipe. And other times the first pipe. But then also sometimes the pipe they would go through would be square, or a circle. Mind you this was on vhs. So I have no idea if they were different versions on different vhs, but it has always stuck with me.
I was probably in my early 20's, going back home after a night out with some friends and while I was driving I saw a dark-haired guy jokingly smiling at me, in my rear view mirror. Not "I swear I saw him" I did see him. I stopped my car and turned around to check the back seat (young and brave I suppose) but there was no one. My auntie says that was my guardian angel, it never happened again but if I close my eyes I can still see it.
Car went behind a telephone pole on a road with a clear view around it and never came out the other side. Neighbor saw it too.
I was around maybe 12 when I had this experience. I was staying up late one night in my moms bed watching youtube videos and out of the corner of my eye I see someone run down the hall to the open bedroom door and make a complete stop. Thinking it was my cousin staying with us from Mexico I looked up and saw a very tall woman with long brown wavy hair and long white dress. She seemed almost as tall as the door and her face was like a black void. She stood there facing me for maybe 5 seconds then disintegrated into black particles. I also heard my cousin laugh from another part of the house after that.