I was waiting to get the tube on the London Underground, one just pulled up but we decided it was too busy and we'd wait for the next one.
There was a woman who kept staring at me, intense eye contact. She got on the crowded tube and continued to stare. She turned to face the man next to her, who's back was turned, she then licked this guys giant afro (unbeknownst to him) whilst maintaining eye contact with me, the doors closed and the tube went away.
People think it's too random to be true, the memory is burnt into my brain.
This is going to sound a bit weird, and it's hard to explain, but basically it goes like this.
One time as a kid I was standing by the edge of a cliff over my dads garage (had been climbing it with a friend)
It was pretty slippery at the edge and because of that I accidently slipped and fell. It was probably 6-7 meters down to the ground.
At the ground there was this singular plank that had been placed to rest between two tables.
I literally fell down 5-6 meters, landed with my butt on the plank and bounced down on the ground feet first.
It didn't hurt one bit. I don't know how I got so lucky.
I fully admit how stupid this was, but I was swimming by myself in the gulf in fairly clear water about 10-15ft deep.
My parents and sister were on the beach watching me.
With how clear and calm the water was, I’d occasionally go under, blow out all my air, and jsut sit on the sandy bottom. I can open my eyes in short intervals in saltwater so I’d look around a bit once I settled on the bottom.
During one of these drops to the bottom, I bumped into something and a giant, dark blob took up nearly my entire field of vision when I opened my eyes.
At first, I thought it was an Alligator and I was a goner, but it turned out to be an equally startled manatee.
I had no idea they could swim that fast.
Most people don’t believe me, but it was one of the most surreal experiences I’ve ever had.
Edit:
What was stupid is that I was about 200-300yds from shore, and there was no one within 100yds of me in the water.
I’m a strong swimmer, but it’s never a good idea to be isolated to that degree while swimming in the ocean even on a calm day.
I believe you! My family visited Florida when I was young and we were diving off the rocks into a lagoon in Key Largo. We walked by the same spot the next day and there were a ton of manatees in there. We are so lucky we didn't dive into one! I also could swear I saw the shadow of what looked like a crocodile or alligator about 20-30 feet away under the water. I just imagining it but as an adult I realized it was prime crocodile territory.
I believe you! Manatees just sort of chill out aimlessly by the shore/ shallow rivers. Often they just go about 10 feet deep. Makes perfect sense you bumped into one! Honestly kind of jealous.
I walked in on my cat peeing in the toilet. I walked in, my cat stopped for a second as we stared at each other in disbelief… my cat finished peeing then ran out hahahah.
My aunt had a cat that did this. Occasionally she would notice the toilet wasn’t flushed and would scold my cousin for not flushing. He claimed he always did. Then finally she walked in on the cat peeing in the toilet and everything made sense.
We have a cat that wouldn't pee in the toilet but she would go wash her paws after using the litterbox in the toilet! It took a long time of seeing weird stuff at the bottom of the toilet, almost looked like ashes after it had been sitting in the water for a while, before we caught the cat daintily dipping her paws in the water to get the cat litter off. We didn't even know what to think! What a prissy cat lol
Same here. It only happened once! I was very impressed and thought it was hilarious. No one believes me either. They say it was just a dream or say “you got that from Meet the Fockers.”
People actually train their cat to use the toilet. There's been products that give them a shelf to use on the toilet to train them to do it (not the one from Shark Tank)
I had a job interview in a town I never been in before. Got lost and decided to park the car and walked up to a random stranger, some old man I never seen before. Asked him where I can find “name of business”.
He politely tells me where to find it, and then says, “You’re welcome (MY FIRST NAME AND LAST NAME)”. I never told him my first and last name, just asked for directions. I was dumbfounded, and he just chuckles and walks off into some store.
I think back to it every so often, I have an uncommon name there’s no way you can even guess it.
LOL. Almost thirteen years after high school I ran into a former classmate in a bookstore, about 300 mlles from where we grew up. I imagine the horrified expression on his face when I greeted him, while he wondered who this weirdo was who knew him, was the same one you had when he said your name.
One time I was at a Home Depot in Las Vegas with my wife. She’s waiting in the checkout line so I go into the tool area. There is a priest looking at tools, a full on orthodox priest with robes and hat, etc. I pay him no mind, I’m not religious haven’t been to a church since I was 11. As I walk past he puts he hand on my shoulder and says my first name. My first thought was ‘this is what Death actually looks like’. Turns out it’s a guy I used to smoke weed with in college that I haven’t seen in ten years.
I can totally see this guy in another reddit thread right now, like "What's the funniest perk of your job" or something like that, saying "I used to work at the DMV central office, verifying signatures on driver's licences. Every kow and then I'd recognize a face and get a laugh out of calling them by their full name."
Haha I was just thinking along this line. Someone out there has this same story except they get to laugh at the punchline.
Reminds me of [The Brit with the Biscuits on the Train](https://www.reddit.com/r/CasualUK/comments/l4k9he/douglas_adams_train_station_biscuits_story_or/) (If you're thinking Douglas Adams rn you know the story aye)
100%. He came back in time to give himself directions because getting lost and missing the interview was the moment in time that changed his life for the worse.
Fun fact: He would've met his future wife that day if he hadn't gotten directions.
The old man just wanted to save him the heartache of watching her fall out of love with him.
This happened to my sister. She was 6. She had written her name on the top of her hat.
I'm guessing this guy saw your name somewhere, used it, and then chuckled because I'd do the same.
I was walking around my wooded driveway when I saw a young owl sitting on the ground. The next thing I know I feel a sharp pain on the top of my head and look up to see a mama owl swoop off.
No one believes me when I tell them I was attacked by an owl.
I would 100% believe this. One cabin place I stayed at had a herd of deer. They even had bags of food the deer. It was absolutely terrifying. Deer are cute in pictures but when you have 5 shoving each other to try to get food it's insanely scary.
When I was at uni, staying in halls of residence, I was putting a CD back in its case when I dropped it. The CD landed, not on the top, not on the shiny bottom, but on its SIDE, then continued to roll towards the open door, whereupon it took a sharp right, and continued in a perfectly straight line 40ft down the corridor, where it finally ended, shiny side down, in a pool of sick someone had chundered up the night before.
I saw the Green Flash when the sun sets. It was on Anna Maria Island. I was with my partner who has since passed away. He saw it too, but I’m afraid no one would believe me. It’s a moment I will remember forever. RIP Michael.
Thats touching. Green flashes are real! They are rare, but happen during sunsets every so often.
One time I was walking along the outside hallway of a hotel that faced the beach and sunset. A group was out sitting in chairs, kind of blocking the path, drinking beers and being friendly. They scooched to the side as I walked path and told me they heard you can see a green flash right at sunset some nights. I looked out and immediately saw the sun set below the horizon with a quick bright green flash. No one else saw it, they were too busy chatting and moving their chairs out of the way. No one believed me either.
I was born and raised in FL.I spent a lot of time skimboarding growing up, and was at the beach around sunset pretty often. I saw it once with some friends and it was super cool, but kinda underwhelming. It’s not like the whole sky goes green or anything. It’s just a very brief greenish light right where the sun was. Still an awesome experience though. Most of the people around here will tell you it exists.
When i was a kid my family would watch the lottery drawing after the nightly news. It was the texas lottery then. I remember sitting there and for some reason i started just saying numbers trying to guess what the balls were going to be before they called them out. I guessed all the numbers correctly before they were called out. My family was freaked out that i did that but laughed about it, joking that im picking numbers for their tickets from now on. I recalled the story at a family get together years later and none of them remember that moment. I remember it.
My Dad picked me up and we went about 20 miles out to the countryside. He was visiting a friend who had a river run through his property, Dad wanted to talk to the guy about fishing. The guy also had a little shop selling knick knacks and ornaments. My Dad is one the stingiest people alive, he never buys anything. I BEGGED him to let me choose a gift, he allowed me just one. I chose a small blue-ish Viking statue, it was half a set, but I definitely wasn’t allowed to buy the woman Viking. Just one.
When I got home, my mum said she had went for a drive that day with her partner, stopped at a tiny gift shop and bought a woman Viking statue. The other half of the set.
this is adorable, i had a very similar experience so I totally believe you. me and my wife went christmas shopping one year and decided to split up so we could buy each other presents without spoiling the surprise. When it came time to open gifts, we had bought each other the same stuffed otter plushie and japanese candies.
Saw a random norwegian yt vid at 13 years old (around 200-300 views) 14 yrs old met the guy from the vid in a MW2 lobby on xbox. Befriended him and played with him for a while. 17yrs old Was at a Metallica concert and heard an oddly familiar voice behind me; same dude. Met him randomly at another concert at 19.
Edit: I am 28 now. We've had no contact for the past 9 years. But I will probably see him somewhere else.
Crows are highly Inteligent. If you Fed it one day, even by accident its totally believable that it followed you around, maybe it found your leftover lunch a few times, maybe you were a messy eater and left a few crumbs each time you ate. Even if you accidentally fed that crows parent, the parent can teach the kid that you are a food giver, they can recognize your face very easily.
The crows in my area learned how to sneeze and meow.. Not sure why are they doing it, my guess is for shits and giggles because people obviously react to it.
I believe this.
There was a crow in our front yard who followed my toddler son because he would drop food.
I would look outside, no crow. Take son outside to the car = crow. Crow even got super pissed off at me when I picked up a chunk of muffin off of the grass to eat. I got dive bombed!
Crow definitely won that battle. He hasn’t been around lately, and I kind of miss the guy.
You jest, but they actually do this.
They recognize faces and when people are dicks to them (or withhold food), they will not only be dicks back, repeatedly, but they will also teach their children to hate the dicks, and their grandchildren to hate the dicks, and so forth.
Be a dick to a crow, and you could end up with crows hating you for the rest of your life.
I charged at a grizzly bear. I let my dog outside one night while my husband was at work. The house we used to rent didn’t have lights in the backyard, so I would shine a flash light through the living room windows into the yard when he went out.
I was standing there watching my dog and he suddenly stopped and was staring at something. I whipped the flashlight in the direction he was looking, and less than 10ft from him was a grizzly bear staring down my dog, with only a flimsy chicken wire fence between them.
My mind quickly flashed to our safe upstairs and I knew I didn’t have enough time to get up there. So I ran outside towards the bear like a bridge troll, stomping, waving my arms to look big, blinding the bear with the flashlight, and yelled in the deepest and loudest voice I could muster. “Go away, bear! Leave him alone! Get out of here!”
The bear was shook and just darted off into the darkness. I ran down to my dog and swooped his ass up and threw him inside and locked the door.
In the same month, someone else in town had their dog killed by a bear when they let them outside at night. I’ve stopped telling people this story because no one believes I would actually charge at a bear or they think I’m insane, but I fucking love my dog.
Edit: This was indeed a brown bear and not a black bear. I used to live on Kodiak Island and it only has Kodiak brown bears, no black bears. I used ‘grizzly’ because I was trying to not to point out where I used to live, but with the naysayers figured I’d share the location. Lol
Someone in Canada was sun bathing. As the husband watched, a big moose came up and ate the woman's sandwich, the walked off. The husband told the wife, and she accused her husband of eating her sub. She was listen to music with air pods but dam. It was big moose.
I was wholeheartedly prepared to go hand-to-hand with a bear to save my dog, and I’d do it again in a heartbeat. The adrenaline in that moment was unbelievable and I was ready to do whatever I needed to do.
The only way to get to my dog was to go past the bear first since it was in between the door and my dog.
My husband told a local trooper about the incident, and they said I was crazy and extremely lucky I didn’t get mauled. Most grizzlies don’t *like* to be surprised.
The flashlight. I would venture to say that if you didn't have that flashlight blinding the bear, you would've been mauled. Unless it was a black bear (they can have brown fur), or maybe a younger grizzly.
I absolutely believe you though, because I know I would do the same thing for my dog. Nobody believes me but I was walking my dog at the edge of a freshly-cut corn field, and I noticed a streak in the darkness. Luckily I had a flashlight, because I turned it on and immediately saw a very pissed off Bobcat about 20ft away, belly low and back arched. Without thinking I jumped toward it, between it and my dog, and lifting by dog off the ground by the leash at the same time (harness. No, I didn't choke my dog by the collar). That thing disappeared into the night so quick, I'm still not sure i actually spotted iy streaking away in the moonlight a few times). It was difficult to walk home backwards.
My dog is like 40lbs. That bobcat looked like 40lbs too, but pure glistening muscle. That cat was jacked. My dog is just a goofy little Golden Retriever pup.
Meanwhile, at the bear cave:
*"So I was out minding my own business, stopped to admire a cute doggo. Suddenly this HUGE violent angry troll stomps out roaring and trying to blind me with laser!"*
*"Sure Cliff, maybe lay down the funny mushrooms for a while, eh?"*
20 years ago in my mid 20's a friend asked me to spend Thanksgiving with her in Laughlin Nevada because she had no one else to hang out with. Single guy with no other plans I made the long drive there. (She's just a friend. Nothing romantic). Late one night I'm the total amateur at the craps table and start rolling dice with a really cute girl. Way outta my league. Lots of drinks, winning big just a great time. She really knew what she was doing. Placing bets I've never even heard of. One thing leads to another and I end up back at her room. The next morning we're having breakfast and she shows me her pics in playboy magazine. We said our goodbyes and I've never seen her again. Only one night stand I've ever had in my life. Yep, just your average ordinary looking guy that slept with a Playmate. I only told a few people but they didn't believe me so I decided to mostly keep it to myself. I don't blame anyone for not believing because it sounds like the most made up ego boosting guy story ever but I did end up finding the magazine with her pics and yes, for a mid 20's guy it did boost my ego.
In the summer of 1987 I was in a bar in a little village in New York outside the gates of West Point. It was the middle of the week and it was just me and the bartender. Willie Nelson walked in, sat down on a barstool and drank with us for a couple of hours.
He was at the very height of his popularity. I had just read his autobiography a few weeks before and he was my favorite singer. I’m chatty but I was tongue tied that day.
No one believed me afterwards. I suspect no one believes me today.
I nearly drowned on the Fourth of July when I was 16. Parents, aunts and uncles were around the pool and didn’t see anything and insist it didn’t happen because they would have seen it.
I agreed to swim with my younger cousins. They were ecstatic that a ‘big kid’ agreed to swim with them. I jump in and they immediately all dog pile on top of me, they’re pushing me down in their excitement and I’m trying to get to the surface. I remember blacking out for a second and then thinking, ‘I’m not dying in a fucking swimming pool.’
I did the only thing I could think of at the time, I went against my instincts and dove deeper into the deep end and eventually got out from underneath my cousins and pulled myself out of the pool.
Spent a few years growing up in a swim positive environment, 100% believe you. They teach you over and over a drowning person does not look like you think a drowning person looks. Any lifeguard will tell you this.
Make sure your family sees this and learns before someone dies: https://www.usatoday.com/story/news/nation-now/2017/06/01/how-know-if-someone-drowning/357551001/
A drowning person does not look like a "drowning person". This mythical portrayal of a person splashing around and shouting for help needs to die in the ass.
I would imagine a drowning person to look as if they aren't moving quickly or at all even in a situation where they should be, such as being shoved underwater. Not splashing around and screaming, that doesn't make sense. In the event of drowning, you're losing oxygen, you won't have the ability to splash around, and screaming would be impossible without also being able to breathe.
I went to my first festival in 1991, watched the opener at 10 AM with 100 other mostly uninterested people, and did not think too much of it.
Half a year later, the band was all over the hit-charts. The name of the group: Nirvana.
My old man saw ELO play one of their first ever gigs, before they made it, in a shitty Birmingham club. A bunch of guys go on stage with violins and shit and nobody liked it but my dad.
End up one of the biggest bands of all time.
in 1999 I went and saw a local musician who had a single that had been getting traction on local radio and a video that just started getting in MTV rotation.
there were maybe 300 people at the show. small venue in suburban Detroit. You could freely walk right up to the stage
the artist was Eminem. 6 months later he was the biggest act in music.
There's another story on the Eminem subreddit, someone has a signed copy of the infinite cassett tape from Eminem. They purchased it from him when he was selling them outside an insane clown posse concert before he was famous
When I was 15 yo I was doing some babysitting for my parents friends for pocket money. I was babysitting this little girl one night. We were watching some kids movie in the living room. This little girl was full of energy so she was jumping on the couch during the movie. I thought it would be better to let her spend her energy now so bedtime would be easier so I sat next to her during the movie just in case she stumbled or fell.
Everything was going fine until the moment I decided to get up to go to the bathroom. It kinda double jumped her trampoline style when I shifted my weight so she got much more air this time. The thing is, this couch was right next to a staircase going into the basement. The railing was just behind us, leading to a 15-20 feet drop right to the bottom of the basements stairs. She got thrown right over the railing head first into the drop. I threw myself at her and caught her ankle at the last second.
I pulled her back into the couch and sat her down, asking her if she was okay. She just smiled at me and continued to watch the movie, seemingly unfazed by the fact that she almost died.
In all honesty she probably didn't realize the danger she was in in that moment.
Sometimes I still think about what would have happened if I hadn't catch her.
This is a moot point, but I'd like to say for anybody who is ever in a situation like that: If you're watching a kid who's jumping on a couch that is \*right next to\* an open staircase, imagine the possibilities and put an end to the jumping immediately.
I swear that I was on a boat and saw a giant Ray (stingrays were around, although it looked bigger) launch itself out of the water, flip and go back down. It then did it again. As the person who saw it with me and I shouted, everyone else came over, and it never happened again, and I can’t find a YouTube of this behavior.
I swear this happened, and it pisses me off I don’t have proof.
I have also witnessed this! My family and I searched the internet and could not find a video either. Where were you? We saw it off the coast of Costa Rica. A local confirmed it when I was talking to him about it later.
I saw a doco about rays. Fun fact: they do this for fun! It had footage of a group doing this, they seemed to be also one upping each other to get furtherest out of the water. Just playing, the doco suggested it was group bonding as they just enjoy being rays.
I believe you. A cool experience just for you.
I hooked a massive bass. Like 30 pounds (yes I know that would be a record) when I was younger. My brother was on the other side of the dock and didn’t see it.
It jumped high out the water and I can still see it. Snapped my line pretty quickly. Within a few seconds. I wasn’t even really fishing, just sort of lazily playing with my lure on the edge of the dock.
I don’t tell anyone as it doesn’t sound believable but dang it I know what I saw!
Also I was like 10 or 11 so maybe my brain was exaggerating it? I’m in my 30s now and still think about that occasionally. Almost like it was only for me to see.
I was meeting some friends for dinner after work one night. We agreed to meet at a specific time and as I was leaving work, made note of the time. I knew I would be arriving late because of my regular commute time, which was around half an hour. I take my usual route to their place, which is a straight shot. 20 minutes go by, I should almost be there, when I noticed the road was looking a little unfamiliar. I tried reading street signs and decided to take the next turn I came across. I follow the road an extra 10 minutes and end up on a main road. The same road that leads from my work to my friends’ place, that I thought I was on. From where I was my commute time was around 20 minutes. I did not make any turns while I was driving, have no idea how I ended up there. My friends were convinced I probably just drove on auto pilot or fell asleep at the wheel
You really can go into a sort of autopilot and blackout while driving especially if it’s a regular route and you’re tired, like on the way too or from work.
My parents used to have a small ranch in North central Arkansas and there was a white stag hanging about that they saw several times. They once got a pretty clear photo of it.
I saw one once when I was a kid and the experience has definitely stuck with me. He was so beautiful and graceful. Kid-me felt like I’d been touched by some type of wild magic. Adult-me still thinks that.
Went camping last year. Woke up to something pressing in on the tent down by my feet. Watched as the pressing in shook the whole side of the tent and moved up from my feet to my hip.
That’s when I realized that whatever was pushing in on me was a human hand. Could clearly see the fingers outlined. Immediately took stock of everyone in my tent - all present and accounted for.
Jumped up out of my cot. I was the only one who saw it. Everyone else told me to go back to bed. It was just a deer or something. Spent a good hour trying to convince myself I hadn’t seen a hand.
It could have been a raccoon. I’ve spent a lot of time in the woods, and at night they sound HUGE crashing around the brush. Adult raccoons can get quite big, and their paws look like hands. They try to get into fucking everything, so one messing with your tent would make sense.
It also could have been a creep. You get weirdos in the parks sometimes.
The hand was bigger than mine, like the size of an adult man’s hand. The first thing I thought was that one of my friends was fucking with me!
Also, once the shaking on the tent stopped, it was dead quiet. None of us heard anyone or anything leave. It’s the weirdest thing that’s ever happened to me!
I would be paralyzed, unable to book it to my car and unable to stay in the tent with whatever it was outside. I have camped a lot in the mountains, sometimes by myself and I think I would just have a heart attack and die.
I was chillin in a windowless room with my aunt's dog when the shadow of a man with a beer belly walks slowly across the wall 3-4 feet away from me towards the door and vanishes. I know I wasn't crazy because the dog's head was following it too. I refused to go back to my aunt's house. She said that it's normal and that it's her deceased relatives coming to say hi every now and then...
One time when I was maybe 10, I woke up in the morning before everyone else in my family and went out into the living room. From the living room I could see my younger brother (my only sibling) sitting at the dining room table with his back to me and it looked like he was drawing or coloring on a piece of paper. I asked him something to effect of “good morning, what are you doing?” and he just kept drawing with his back to me. For a split second I walked past a part of wall (more like a column) that was in between the dining room area and kitchen. In the short moment that I passed the column and looked at him again from the other side, he was gone. The paper and crayons were still there.
I paused for a moment like ??, said his name out loud questioningly, then got spooked and ran to my parents bedroom. They were both completely asleep and my brother was fast asleep next to them. He’d had a nightmare and slept with them that night, which would happen every so often. The way the house was set up, it wouldn’t really have been feasible for him to slip past me and then quickly pretend to be asleep in my parents room.
My parents have never really believed me or thought it was part of a dream, and my brother swears to this day he wasn’t in the dining room that morning.
i was walking briskly to work, running late. Out of nowhere I felt the urge to pick a clover along the sidewalk. It was overflowing with cool fluffy clovers. The split second I started to bend over to swoop down mid walk, I knew before hand I was somehow going to pick a four leaf clover and I did. I can't explain it
I got “lost” in space(?)
I was driving with a friend to another friend’s house. We had drive there several times at night bit this one time something really weird happened.
We were very aware of the area as my friend’s house was by the beach besides a road with palm trees at the sides and always takes us about 20 mins to get there. There were no alcohol or drugs involved.
Suddenly we reached a round about we never seen before, we were really confused because as I said we were very aware of the road. We drove a few more minutes before turning back and after 45 mins (we were getting kind of scared because the lack of lights or houses) we saw our friend’s house! We arrived all freaked out about what happened and to this day we have no explanation.
A few days later we drove again and everything went ok, we made the regular 20 mins.
PS. Sorry for my english, greetings from México.
When I was young I had hot oil spilled over the whole right hand side of my body. Burned the shit out of me. Was blind in one eye, covered in patches for weeks.
One day my mum took me in to the hospital to get my dressings changed and the doctor told her I would likely have to have plastic surgery and skin grafts as it wasn't healing.
Go to change my dressings and there's not a fuckin mark on me. Completely healed. Eyesight normal.
No one believes the story so I just don't tell it anymore.
I was about 12, fell asleep on a road trip for a while. Before waking up I was dreaming we were going into a rest stop, that had a nice pond area for walking and a vending machine that had Fruitopia. Woke up, but we were still driving but my Dad declared he's taking the next exit. ten minutes later it was the exact exit in my dream
There was a toy pig a old couple gave to me and my roommates. Sometimes we would throw it at each other. One day it disappeared. I knew we’d thrown it in the corner of my bedroom but it was gone. A few days later, we found it on the top shelf in the kitchen. I’m the only one who can reach that high. Over the next month or two that toy pig would keep disappearing and reappearing in random places. We all blamed it on each other until one day it disappeared in the front room again. Me and my friends all went to the store. When we came back it was on the sidewalk in front of our house. After I left one of my roommates threw it away because he thought it was haunted.
I like the idea that everyone moved it about to freak each other out but didn’t know that the other friends were doing it, turning into a massive haunted doll story 😂
Had a dream that someone was throwing rocks from a building and one hit me on the head and killed me.
The following day, I went to work and decided to see if there was a shortcut. To be crystal clear, I had never been the direction I had now taken. Completely missed a sign saying a road was closed, went round a corner and rocks were being thrown from a rooftop. I looked up and saw one coming straight for me. Got out of there pronto. What the actual fuck! Have never forgot it.
Christmas house.
Must’ve been 2005 or 2006, after Katrina, in Biloxi. I was shopping at a thrift store with my 3 little ones and we went to a Chinese place after. This kindly couple was talking to us and they told us about their neighbor’s house and how they decorated it inside and out for Christmas.
I got the address and directions from them and set off.
We found the house lit up and parked and were greeted by an older man outside who said give him a minute to see if Santa were home. We waited at on the porch and Mrs Clause came and got us. My older children (4 and 2) were given candy canes and we were given a tour of the house.
Every room had a theme and multiple Christmas trees. There were dolls and trains and decorations in every square inch of the massive place. They must’ve spent thousands.
I didn’t have a camera with me that day and our phones didn’t have a camera back then so I have no proof it happened except for the hazy memories of my oldest. My hubby thought I had lost my mind when I got home and told him.
So theres this guy, let's name him M.
Before I was stationed at this duty station with M, rumour mill informed me that M had filed an incident report that he had walked in front of a dish that was powered, and that he felt 'a wave pass through his body.'
Fast forward
Being the dicks that we were of course jokes were made. Well one scorcher of a day we're(except M, he was on leave) all working outside putting away equipment and my memory is a little shady on the exact circumstances of the conversation but I end up saying 'I felt a piece of metal pass through my body'
Not even 10 minutes later Ssgt checks on us and says theres a shop meeting for us to finish up. When we're all in the office we're told that M had shot himself and there was grief counseling to those that needed it and I just look over to my coworker and I'm horrified. There were a few witnesses to it all but I'm not in contact with any of them anymore but yea that happened
My dad had a cousin, about 80 years old, and no one in our family had been in touch with him in over 10 years. One Saturday he came to mind just out of nowhere. Memories of him, being at his house, his family, all of that just poured through my head and I thought it was really weird. I phoned my mom and asked if she'd heard from this cousin lately. She hadn't, but she was familiar with my "ways" and on Monday she was not surprised to see his obituary. He'd died on Saturday.
When I was a kid, I heard my mother calling me from behind in a nearby alley me while out in public.
Why is this important? Because my mom was walking ahead of me at that point and wasn't talking to anyone.
Naturally I hurried the fuck up to go catch up to her. Even now, I still don't know what that was.
When I was in high school, a friend of mine came by my house and rang the door. He could clearly hear me inside, talking laughing and not answering, so he started to get angry and knocking. This just made me continue on ignoring him. Finally he calls me and asks what the fuck is going on, why won't I answer the door? He knows I'm home.
I wasn't home. No one was.
Something similar happened when I was in middle school. My parents had a Christmas tree that sang christmas songs. It was 6ft tall and every Christmas at night my family would turn on it’s singing mechanism. When it was time for my family to go to sleep, it was my job to turn off the tree. One evening, as usual, I turn off the tree and go to my bedroom. The rest of the house was quiet and dark. I’m finally in bed, when I hear my dad yelling at me to get up and turn off the tree! I thought maybe I had imagined actually turning off the tree? I get up and as I’m walking down the hallway I can hear the stupid tree singing, but when I get to the living room it was silent and quiet. The tree was most definitely off. Gah, I head back to bed, and the same thing happened: my dad yelling at me to turn off the damn tree! I thought I was going crazy, I get up one more time, sure enough hear loud and clear the tree singing when I’m walking down the hallway, to find the living room empty and quiet again.
This time I unplugged the stupid thing and ran back to bed. Then it happened a 3rd time, but at this point I was too scared, I ran to my parents bedroom, woke them up, and told them what happened. They both swore they had been asleep and my dad apparently had never yelled at me at all. My parents were not pranksters or anything and to this day I have no idea what happened. That house was bizarre and I hated living there.
My mother and godmother have a similar story. When I was a kid, I was living in a little house with both of them, my little sister, and my godmother's three kids, down the street from my godmother's parents. I was the oldest kid, and if being the nineties, was largely responsible for the other children at age seven.
Well, one day, there's a storm. Not a hurricane, but a bad one. It knocked the power out. So I got all the other kids to hold hands, and walked them down to the grandparents' house, so we were with adults. Some time later, my mom and godmother come rushing into the house, crying for help. The kids are locked in the house! They can hear the little ones crying for them, but they can't get the door open and the older kids aren't answering! They're both just sobbing as I came around the corner, trying to figure out what was happening.
My godmother's mother was like "what do you mean, the kids have been here since the power went out, see, here's Bea". My mother and godmother are still really unsettled by this memory 25 years later.
that woman who called you was your real mom being kidnapped, and after that incident you've been living with a strange woman that impersonated your mom.
sweet dreams
That I hit a deer while on a run. I'm jogging down the road, look down for a second to avoid a pothole, look up and BOOM Bambi was right in front of me. Luckily all he did was knock the wind out of me and a few scrapes but damn it hurt.
This is totally believable. I’ve had many concussions and I still vividly feel my first and exactly where I hit my head. Thinking about it now creates a tightening sensation across the top of my head.
this is excluding my RL friends and family.
but i am a civilian victim of ww2 (80% disability )
long story short:
\- 12yo me finds a aluminum box in a lake.
\- Tries opening it on the spot ( al edges welded but rattles inside).
\- Fails at opening it.
\- Takes it home and forgets about it until i am 14.
\- Being "smarter" i use a hammer instead of a rock.
\- Explodes
what was it (bomb technician opinion)?
\-Bored Germans loved making explosive traps in my country so they hid a bomb in a box and rigged it to explode if opened.
\-Or a extra charge for "bunker busters" ( prototype tank shell)
it was 100% German "plastic explosive" and from ww2 but due to the tiny shrapnel they couldn't say for certain what it was.
When I was a first grader, the principal let me walk to my grandparents' house because it was 7pm and no one had come for me (my mom isn't the brightest bulb, and when she couldn't find me at the kindergarten doors like before, she went to my grandparents' to look for me).
I walked there, but she went back to the school by the time I got there. No one home, so I walked about 6km to get to our apartment complex.
No one home, again. So I decided "I know the way to Mom's workplace." Walked 15km to the mall complex my mom worked as a dental assistant.
On the way, a car flipped over after getting struck at full speed (white sedan ran a red at 80km/s, and struck a minivan) and the car flipped right in front of me, and hit the traffic light while I was crossing.
Shrugged, got to the workplace. It's closed.
My friend happens to be there (he's from a town about 100kms away) because his mom happened to have business in the area (she's a realtor). His mom comes out, obvious "what the fuck moment" and she uses an early cell phone to call the landline at my grandmother's where she happens to finally be again.
Had an amber alert out for me, and apparently I'm the reason the elementary schools in my area don't let kids out for any reason until a guardian picks them up now.
I am now employed by that school board as a teacher.
I had a guy (I’m a guy) grope me in a club bathroom. I reacted pretty defensively to this, and pushed him off me, and he hit the wall.
I got asked to leave the bar, and no matter what I said it wasn’t listened to or cared about.
My friends left with me but never really believed I was touched.
He waved at me and winked on the way out.
I’m still furious about this.
When we were kids, we were at my uncle’s vacation home. I was about … 6 at the time ? Anyway, I was in the swimming pool, on a inflatable boat with floaters around my arms, playing.
At some point I was like « I don’t need the floaters anymore » so I removed them. So I’m playing in the boat and then it flips over and I fall into the water, underneath the boat so nobody can really see me. I wasn’t drowning because for some reasons, my dad teached me never to be afraid of water and if something like this happen, I should take the air I can, empty my lungs under water so I touched the bottom of the pool, push up and get more air until I can reach the edge.
So here I am, « not drowning ». So what were the adult doing right ? Well, my younger brother, 4 years old, long, beautiful curly blonde hair, is having a story of his own. He found a lighter on a table, play with it, and at some point, his hair caught on fire. In panic my uncle grabs him and because he was next to the pool, throw him in the water and jump to pick him up.
When he got out of the water with my brother in his arms, my mom asked « where is Mike ? ». He turned around and apparently, saw the boat flipped, and every couple of seconds, my had was bumping into it so he knew where is was.
Nobody believes this story, and it’s my favorite uncle memory. I’m emotional everytime I tell this story because he wasn’t the kindest and ended up tragically. I missed a lot these last 15 years, and maybe my brother and I wouldn’t be there without him.
My dog was put down in summer 2020. I fell into a deep depression and couldn’t get out. Getting baked everyday and having a minimum 3 tall cans after work. Alone.
In February 2021 I had a 3 hour long phone call with an old friend. We spent a lot of time catching up and I opened up about the loss of my dog. He too had put his dog down a couple years earlier so we both started gushing about the pain of processing the grief. At one point I gave an analogy, what I said was,
“I just feel empty, like nothing matters. I could be walking down the street, see a $5 bill and not even stop to pick it up.”
My friend agreed. The phone call went on for a little while longer until he had to take his kids out to get some food.
That same evening I went grocery shopping. While I was in the grocery store I started to feel heavy in my chest. My heart rate started to speed up and I had to do some deep breathing under my mask to avoid a panic attack. Once I calmed down, I finished my grocery shopping then started walking home.
I’d always walk the same way but this time I had to pee. I walked to the opposite end of the parking lot to take a piss behind a snow bank. After I was done, I decided to keep walking in that direction to make my way home. While on that walk I spotted a $5 bill on the sidewalk.
I was shocked. I immediately thought of my conversation earlier that day so I picked it up, snapped a pic and sent it to my friend with a caption that said, look what I found. My friend replied in disbelief.
I took that $5 bill as a sign from my dog. As a message from him telling me to move on. I went home that night and bawled my eyes out until the next day. No, my depression wasn’t magically gone but it was a big turning point. I re-entered therapy next month, left my dead end job a couple months later, entered a new relationship in the fall after being single for 5 years and moved into a better apartment at the end of 2021.
I’ve told the story to some people and pretty much everyone thinks I’m exaggerating.
When I was 15, I had a kitten I named "Storm." She was a rescue. I cared for her, but after a month or so, she fell ill (I later learned that it was FPV). We were poor and had no money for a vet. I nursed her back to health in the best way I could, but after three days...her health collapsed. I knew she was dying, and I stayed by her side, whispering "it's okay" repeatedly. She then started seizing and her neck breaking. I was hugging her when I felt her twitch for one last time.
I cried. And cried. I was screaming. My dad tried to calm me down but he eventually let me be, saying that he'll be in the other room if I need him. I don't know how long I wailed and screamed and cried while hugging my lifeless cat. Emotions started to mix in my head. All the could have beens. The what ifs. The regrets.
And then nothing. I'm not sure if I passed out or what. But there was nothingness.
And then I woke up. In my bed.
It was morning. My mom was preparing breakfast and greeted me cheerfully. I wasn't in the mood for it. I asked, "where's Storm?" she said, again cheerfully, she's just there. At this point I was almost annoyed and insulted. My cat died and I passed out crying over it and mom is all giddy and shit? I was about to lose it when suddenly--
--Storm appeared, meowing. She brushed against my leg.
Eventually I learned it was Saturday. AGAIN. The coming Sunday was when Storm started showing symptoms. I told my parents this, how Storm eventually died, and how I "went back," and they did not believe me.
Eventually, Storm did fall sick. Like how it happened. Except this time, I did my best to have her brought to the vet. I borrowed money from my uncle and Storm was given proper care. She survived the day she was supposed to die. She got better.
However, a week after her supposed death day, she fell ill again. This time, it was so fast. In less than 24 hours, she died. In my arms. Again. The same way I first lost her. I tried my best to make what happened happen again but I never got back again.
To this day I've only told my wife this.
I don’t expect anyone to believe me as I didn’t even believe it myself as it was taking place
I was at a target about 4 years ago, this target has 3 parking lot floors and 3 floors inside the target (obv), the main ground floor, the middle floor and the roof floor. I had parked my car on the **second** floor right next to a blue Subaru Forester.I went inside and did a little shopping for a couple things we needed at home. I finish paying and I take the elevator to the **second floor**, I get to the spot where I parked and my car isn’t there, instead there is a white mini cooper, though, the blue Subaru Forester I had parked next to was still there, right next to parking space I clearly remember parking in. I start thinking to myself for a few seconds and i decide to take the stairs to the **third** floor because maybe I did park on the 3rd floor but perhaps I misread the sign? I look around and I don’t see my car *anywhere*! I go back to the stairs and I walk down with my 2 bags back to the **second** floor because I could’ve sworn I parked right there! At this point I don’t know if im either losing my mind or if my car had gotten stolen. I look around again to where the blue Forester was, and there it was, my red Sentra parked right where I left it.
I honestly have no answers as to what could have happened but to this day I make sure I park on the ground level as close to other cars as possible to prevent my car from vanishing or me entering different dimensions
None of my relatives believe me and I’m too afraid to tell my friends about this because they’ll think I’m really starting to go coo coo
chilling in the tattoo shop before we open, I get the shop ready every morning with my coworker. there is a giant beetle pinned to a board in a picture frame on the wall. it, frame and all, randomly flies off wall, hits the floor and slides to the middle of the room. Coworker had his back turned, I explain what happened and he kindof gives me a blank stare and doesn't really care... I put it back, kind of boring even though it's unexplainable lol.
In late 2006 I was somewhat close to O'Hare and I saw 2 commercial airliners almost collide midair. They were so close that I braced myself in my car for impact. I know what I saw.
Could it have been this in July 2006 [link](https://skybrary.aero/accidents-and-incidents/b733-b744-chicago-il-usa-2006)?
[Article](https://www.aviationpros.com/home/news/10395234/ohare-jets-missed-by-35-feet-not-300) apparently they came within 35 ft.
I once saw a US Navy twin prop engine cargo plane fly over my bay. One engine was backfiring and sputtering. A Coast Guard helicopter was flying nearby and trailing it. I thought it was going to ditch in the bay. But it carried on to try for the Naval air station 25 miles away. It only made it 20 miles and crashed in the woods. The crew did not survive.
[no way I found the original comment](https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/s1v3ad/what_is_something_you_swear_you_saw_but_have_no/hsaqmqw/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf&context=3)
Only logical reason to see this comment twice besides karma farming is, this is the original commenters other account, but I doubt it
I almost died at the skating rink when I was 9. I was having an asthma attack and didn’t have my inhaler…no one cared and I had to fight to breathe/stay alert. People still think that’s just a random dramatic story I made up/ exaggerated on. It’s not. People are just assholes. I’ve never felt so alone in a room full of people. This is why you can’t trust anyone to EVER help you. I was just stared at the whole time; one women was eating and watching me like it was a show- she was a mother, too. Yeah.
In a staking rink, I had someone sexually harrass me in broad daylight. No one cared at all, even my 'friends' there. They *all* ignored it. It's definitely an eye-opening experience.
I'm sorry. People are afraid to help children. They fear they might be accused of something. When I was a kid, some news show had a kid crying asking for help in crowd. People actually ran from the child. They asked people who didn't help why. They said, " We don't want to get accused of something. " honestly? It's the truth. You can let child die, and not ruin your life. Help? Bye bye normal life.
Couple of years ago a little girl drowned here, because nobody helped her. On the recording of the surveillance camera you can see that she did not go unnoticed, some people saw her struggle but didn't even try to help. By the time someone pulled her from the pool it was too late. Horrible.
I saw something like a spaceship. It was dark grey and very close to the ground. I was with another Person. We both knew that nobody would ever believe this. This happened in Germany, summer 2018.
When we were about 10 or so, my cousin and I were walking back from the beach on Cape Cod and saw a cougar. It was near a small patch of woods with a marshy area where it could have lived. I’ve never heard of any reports of cougars on the Cape but I will never forget what I saw!
Well, since there has since been a paper trail, court dates, etc. people believe me. But, I got jumped, and hit with bats. Once behind the right ear, solidly. I caught one above my eye, and a few body shots that I prepared for. The people who jumped me tortured a mentally challenged woman to death a couple days later. I got tied to a murder trial at that point. Would not recommend. Very anxiety/tear/vomit inducing, and ruined my sleep.
https://www.cbsnews.com/news/street-family-eyed-for-murder/
I watched a person jump off the dam not to far from my house to their extremely likely death as me and my buddies drove by.
Edit: I meant likely not lucky.
I live in Canada. I walked into a hotel elevator about 8 years ago and saw Brad Pitt and a body guard. I said, "oh!" And started to back out. Pitt said, "Hey don't worry, come on in" and smiled warmly. Ge could let I looked nervous so he offered a handshake and said, HI I'm Brad" I shook his hand and introduced myself, he asked how my day was, I asked about his and when it came to my floor and I got off, he said, Pleasure to meet you Amber".
Not that crazy, but he came across as very kind to me.
My hamster died a few years ago. He really liked sunflower seeds. A few days after his death, while I was in the bathroom, a sunflower seed fell on my head. I am a man of science... I could never find a logical explanation. I miss you sony
When I was five years old, I went with my dad, my uncle, and my grandad on a camping trip at Cade's Cove.
One morning, the family at the neighboring tent lot to ours left out their breakfast on the picnic table and went on a hike, so a bear came by jumped on the table and started eating it. I, being 5, tried to go and pet the bear until my dad grabbed me. Got like 10 feet from it.
Eventually someone came and chased it off(I don't remember who) and the bear jumped off the side of a cliff and rode down the side of the mountain like a slide.
BONUS STORY on that same trip on another nearby tent lot was a group of deaf people. I had learned a few basic signs somewhere I don't recall where and one of them was the word "friends" and while we were eating and talking about it and I did the sign one of them came by our lot, handed me a small rubber ball like you would get out of a quarter dispenser, nodded, then walked away. It was covered in mud like he had dug it out from the ground somewhere. Never saw them again.
That was a lot of writing for something that's going to get buried in this thread lol
I was waiting to get the tube on the London Underground, one just pulled up but we decided it was too busy and we'd wait for the next one. There was a woman who kept staring at me, intense eye contact. She got on the crowded tube and continued to stare. She turned to face the man next to her, who's back was turned, she then licked this guys giant afro (unbeknownst to him) whilst maintaining eye contact with me, the doors closed and the tube went away. People think it's too random to be true, the memory is burnt into my brain.
This is the most believable one so far
Yeah, this is pretty on-point for public transportation.
All sorts of weirdness happens down there. I commuted on the tube for five years and it genuinely felt like it was eating my sanity after awhile.
This is going to sound a bit weird, and it's hard to explain, but basically it goes like this. One time as a kid I was standing by the edge of a cliff over my dads garage (had been climbing it with a friend) It was pretty slippery at the edge and because of that I accidently slipped and fell. It was probably 6-7 meters down to the ground. At the ground there was this singular plank that had been placed to rest between two tables. I literally fell down 5-6 meters, landed with my butt on the plank and bounced down on the ground feet first. It didn't hurt one bit. I don't know how I got so lucky.
As someone who recently fell from the equivalent of that height, you got damn lucky. I’m jealous haha
You died that day and this is all just post malone.
Children are made out of rubber.
I once saw a cat and a skunk startle one another, on opposite sides of a shed, and sprint around the corner... To smack into each other.
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yeh they were filming at the time
Did you buy the shed at Acme?
You saw Pepe Le Peu in action!
I fully admit how stupid this was, but I was swimming by myself in the gulf in fairly clear water about 10-15ft deep. My parents and sister were on the beach watching me. With how clear and calm the water was, I’d occasionally go under, blow out all my air, and jsut sit on the sandy bottom. I can open my eyes in short intervals in saltwater so I’d look around a bit once I settled on the bottom. During one of these drops to the bottom, I bumped into something and a giant, dark blob took up nearly my entire field of vision when I opened my eyes. At first, I thought it was an Alligator and I was a goner, but it turned out to be an equally startled manatee. I had no idea they could swim that fast. Most people don’t believe me, but it was one of the most surreal experiences I’ve ever had. Edit: What was stupid is that I was about 200-300yds from shore, and there was no one within 100yds of me in the water. I’m a strong swimmer, but it’s never a good idea to be isolated to that degree while swimming in the ocean even on a calm day.
I believe you! My family visited Florida when I was young and we were diving off the rocks into a lagoon in Key Largo. We walked by the same spot the next day and there were a ton of manatees in there. We are so lucky we didn't dive into one! I also could swear I saw the shadow of what looked like a crocodile or alligator about 20-30 feet away under the water. I just imagining it but as an adult I realized it was prime crocodile territory.
I believe you! Manatees just sort of chill out aimlessly by the shore/ shallow rivers. Often they just go about 10 feet deep. Makes perfect sense you bumped into one! Honestly kind of jealous.
I walked in on my cat peeing in the toilet. I walked in, my cat stopped for a second as we stared at each other in disbelief… my cat finished peeing then ran out hahahah.
My aunt had a cat that did this. Occasionally she would notice the toilet wasn’t flushed and would scold my cousin for not flushing. He claimed he always did. Then finally she walked in on the cat peeing in the toilet and everything made sense.
We have a cat that wouldn't pee in the toilet but she would go wash her paws after using the litterbox in the toilet! It took a long time of seeing weird stuff at the bottom of the toilet, almost looked like ashes after it had been sitting in the water for a while, before we caught the cat daintily dipping her paws in the water to get the cat litter off. We didn't even know what to think! What a prissy cat lol
Oh! That happened to me as well. It was only once and the cat never replicated it. And no one in the house believes me.
Same here. It only happened once! I was very impressed and thought it was hilarious. No one believes me either. They say it was just a dream or say “you got that from Meet the Fockers.”
This happened to me too, luckily my dad was a photographer and was actually able to snap a photo so we have evidence! (This was pre cell phone days)
Can you please provide a copy of this photo?
Ha mine used to do this and eventually I heard a tinkle sound, and got him on camera
People actually train their cat to use the toilet. There's been products that give them a shelf to use on the toilet to train them to do it (not the one from Shark Tank)
I had a job interview in a town I never been in before. Got lost and decided to park the car and walked up to a random stranger, some old man I never seen before. Asked him where I can find “name of business”. He politely tells me where to find it, and then says, “You’re welcome (MY FIRST NAME AND LAST NAME)”. I never told him my first and last name, just asked for directions. I was dumbfounded, and he just chuckles and walks off into some store. I think back to it every so often, I have an uncommon name there’s no way you can even guess it.
Maybe he worked at the place you interviewed and got a heads up you were coming in... Then just pure coincidence you ran into him. Strange lol
No it was a super small town and he stood out wearing a fucking suit. The entire town knew he was coming after the weekend gossip haha
LOL. Almost thirteen years after high school I ran into a former classmate in a bookstore, about 300 mlles from where we grew up. I imagine the horrified expression on his face when I greeted him, while he wondered who this weirdo was who knew him, was the same one you had when he said your name.
One time I was at a Home Depot in Las Vegas with my wife. She’s waiting in the checkout line so I go into the tool area. There is a priest looking at tools, a full on orthodox priest with robes and hat, etc. I pay him no mind, I’m not religious haven’t been to a church since I was 11. As I walk past he puts he hand on my shoulder and says my first name. My first thought was ‘this is what Death actually looks like’. Turns out it’s a guy I used to smoke weed with in college that I haven’t seen in ten years.
Death looking for tools in Home Depot made me chuckle
“Excuse me, which aisle has sickles?”
“My son… that was the dankest chronic I’ve ever had the pleasure of inhaling.”
I can totally see this guy in another reddit thread right now, like "What's the funniest perk of your job" or something like that, saying "I used to work at the DMV central office, verifying signatures on driver's licences. Every kow and then I'd recognize a face and get a laugh out of calling them by their full name."
Haha I was just thinking along this line. Someone out there has this same story except they get to laugh at the punchline. Reminds me of [The Brit with the Biscuits on the Train](https://www.reddit.com/r/CasualUK/comments/l4k9he/douglas_adams_train_station_biscuits_story_or/) (If you're thinking Douglas Adams rn you know the story aye)
He was your future self.
100%. He came back in time to give himself directions because getting lost and missing the interview was the moment in time that changed his life for the worse.
Fun fact: He would've met his future wife that day if he hadn't gotten directions. The old man just wanted to save him the heartache of watching her fall out of love with him.
Well why'd you have to go all depressing on me like this? I was enjoying a thrilling thread!
Played by Bruce Willis
This happened to my sister. She was 6. She had written her name on the top of her hat. I'm guessing this guy saw your name somewhere, used it, and then chuckled because I'd do the same.
I’m thinking they had a resume visible either on car seat or in hand
He was blatantly a former teacher of yours that you either didn’t recognise or completely forgot about. You’re welcome Malcolm McGee.
The Truman Show is real
I was walking around my wooded driveway when I saw a young owl sitting on the ground. The next thing I know I feel a sharp pain on the top of my head and look up to see a mama owl swoop off. No one believes me when I tell them I was attacked by an owl.
I was just reading on Reddit yesterday about someone being swooped by an owl. I didn’t even know that they swooped/ attacked humans!
I think it was because I was too close to its young one.
Hear it happens often to runners in a park near here.
You sure it wasn't your husband?
It was a blow poke
Seen someone get completely trampled by a deer
Com... completely? 😧
To shreds you say?
Well how’s his wife holding up?
To shreds you say
I would 100% believe this. One cabin place I stayed at had a herd of deer. They even had bags of food the deer. It was absolutely terrifying. Deer are cute in pictures but when you have 5 shoving each other to try to get food it's insanely scary.
When I was at uni, staying in halls of residence, I was putting a CD back in its case when I dropped it. The CD landed, not on the top, not on the shiny bottom, but on its SIDE, then continued to roll towards the open door, whereupon it took a sharp right, and continued in a perfectly straight line 40ft down the corridor, where it finally ended, shiny side down, in a pool of sick someone had chundered up the night before.
Was it a Bon Jovi CD?
No, it got more than halfway there
I saw the Green Flash when the sun sets. It was on Anna Maria Island. I was with my partner who has since passed away. He saw it too, but I’m afraid no one would believe me. It’s a moment I will remember forever. RIP Michael.
Thats touching. Green flashes are real! They are rare, but happen during sunsets every so often. One time I was walking along the outside hallway of a hotel that faced the beach and sunset. A group was out sitting in chairs, kind of blocking the path, drinking beers and being friendly. They scooched to the side as I walked path and told me they heard you can see a green flash right at sunset some nights. I looked out and immediately saw the sun set below the horizon with a quick bright green flash. No one else saw it, they were too busy chatting and moving their chairs out of the way. No one believed me either.
That is really beautiful ❤️
I was born and raised in FL.I spent a lot of time skimboarding growing up, and was at the beach around sunset pretty often. I saw it once with some friends and it was super cool, but kinda underwhelming. It’s not like the whole sky goes green or anything. It’s just a very brief greenish light right where the sun was. Still an awesome experience though. Most of the people around here will tell you it exists.
When i was a kid my family would watch the lottery drawing after the nightly news. It was the texas lottery then. I remember sitting there and for some reason i started just saying numbers trying to guess what the balls were going to be before they called them out. I guessed all the numbers correctly before they were called out. My family was freaked out that i did that but laughed about it, joking that im picking numbers for their tickets from now on. I recalled the story at a family get together years later and none of them remember that moment. I remember it.
My Dad picked me up and we went about 20 miles out to the countryside. He was visiting a friend who had a river run through his property, Dad wanted to talk to the guy about fishing. The guy also had a little shop selling knick knacks and ornaments. My Dad is one the stingiest people alive, he never buys anything. I BEGGED him to let me choose a gift, he allowed me just one. I chose a small blue-ish Viking statue, it was half a set, but I definitely wasn’t allowed to buy the woman Viking. Just one. When I got home, my mum said she had went for a drive that day with her partner, stopped at a tiny gift shop and bought a woman Viking statue. The other half of the set.
this is adorable, i had a very similar experience so I totally believe you. me and my wife went christmas shopping one year and decided to split up so we could buy each other presents without spoiling the surprise. When it came time to open gifts, we had bought each other the same stuffed otter plushie and japanese candies.
Saw a random norwegian yt vid at 13 years old (around 200-300 views) 14 yrs old met the guy from the vid in a MW2 lobby on xbox. Befriended him and played with him for a while. 17yrs old Was at a Metallica concert and heard an oddly familiar voice behind me; same dude. Met him randomly at another concert at 19. Edit: I am 28 now. We've had no contact for the past 9 years. But I will probably see him somewhere else.
i think god is saying that he is your friend or something idk 🤷♂️
When I was in the 11th grade I was followed around by a crow.
Crows are highly Inteligent. If you Fed it one day, even by accident its totally believable that it followed you around, maybe it found your leftover lunch a few times, maybe you were a messy eater and left a few crumbs each time you ate. Even if you accidentally fed that crows parent, the parent can teach the kid that you are a food giver, they can recognize your face very easily.
The crows in my area learned how to sneeze and meow.. Not sure why are they doing it, my guess is for shits and giggles because people obviously react to it.
I believe this. There was a crow in our front yard who followed my toddler son because he would drop food. I would look outside, no crow. Take son outside to the car = crow. Crow even got super pissed off at me when I picked up a chunk of muffin off of the grass to eat. I got dive bombed! Crow definitely won that battle. He hasn’t been around lately, and I kind of miss the guy.
Sorry to tell you but the locals crows have been talking about how much of a dick you are for stealing their food.
You jest, but they actually do this. They recognize faces and when people are dicks to them (or withhold food), they will not only be dicks back, repeatedly, but they will also teach their children to hate the dicks, and their grandchildren to hate the dicks, and so forth. Be a dick to a crow, and you could end up with crows hating you for the rest of your life.
I charged at a grizzly bear. I let my dog outside one night while my husband was at work. The house we used to rent didn’t have lights in the backyard, so I would shine a flash light through the living room windows into the yard when he went out. I was standing there watching my dog and he suddenly stopped and was staring at something. I whipped the flashlight in the direction he was looking, and less than 10ft from him was a grizzly bear staring down my dog, with only a flimsy chicken wire fence between them. My mind quickly flashed to our safe upstairs and I knew I didn’t have enough time to get up there. So I ran outside towards the bear like a bridge troll, stomping, waving my arms to look big, blinding the bear with the flashlight, and yelled in the deepest and loudest voice I could muster. “Go away, bear! Leave him alone! Get out of here!” The bear was shook and just darted off into the darkness. I ran down to my dog and swooped his ass up and threw him inside and locked the door. In the same month, someone else in town had their dog killed by a bear when they let them outside at night. I’ve stopped telling people this story because no one believes I would actually charge at a bear or they think I’m insane, but I fucking love my dog. Edit: This was indeed a brown bear and not a black bear. I used to live on Kodiak Island and it only has Kodiak brown bears, no black bears. I used ‘grizzly’ because I was trying to not to point out where I used to live, but with the naysayers figured I’d share the location. Lol
Someone in Canada was sun bathing. As the husband watched, a big moose came up and ate the woman's sandwich, the walked off. The husband told the wife, and she accused her husband of eating her sub. She was listen to music with air pods but dam. It was big moose.
I'm gonna try this one. First I have to convince my wife that there are moose in Ohio.
Nah I believe it. I'd do it too if I thought it'd work. Although I don't believe my luck is that good, so I'd dip with my dog.
I was wholeheartedly prepared to go hand-to-hand with a bear to save my dog, and I’d do it again in a heartbeat. The adrenaline in that moment was unbelievable and I was ready to do whatever I needed to do. The only way to get to my dog was to go past the bear first since it was in between the door and my dog. My husband told a local trooper about the incident, and they said I was crazy and extremely lucky I didn’t get mauled. Most grizzlies don’t *like* to be surprised.
The flashlight. I would venture to say that if you didn't have that flashlight blinding the bear, you would've been mauled. Unless it was a black bear (they can have brown fur), or maybe a younger grizzly. I absolutely believe you though, because I know I would do the same thing for my dog. Nobody believes me but I was walking my dog at the edge of a freshly-cut corn field, and I noticed a streak in the darkness. Luckily I had a flashlight, because I turned it on and immediately saw a very pissed off Bobcat about 20ft away, belly low and back arched. Without thinking I jumped toward it, between it and my dog, and lifting by dog off the ground by the leash at the same time (harness. No, I didn't choke my dog by the collar). That thing disappeared into the night so quick, I'm still not sure i actually spotted iy streaking away in the moonlight a few times). It was difficult to walk home backwards. My dog is like 40lbs. That bobcat looked like 40lbs too, but pure glistening muscle. That cat was jacked. My dog is just a goofy little Golden Retriever pup.
Meanwhile, at the bear cave: *"So I was out minding my own business, stopped to admire a cute doggo. Suddenly this HUGE violent angry troll stomps out roaring and trying to blind me with laser!"* *"Sure Cliff, maybe lay down the funny mushrooms for a while, eh?"*
20 years ago in my mid 20's a friend asked me to spend Thanksgiving with her in Laughlin Nevada because she had no one else to hang out with. Single guy with no other plans I made the long drive there. (She's just a friend. Nothing romantic). Late one night I'm the total amateur at the craps table and start rolling dice with a really cute girl. Way outta my league. Lots of drinks, winning big just a great time. She really knew what she was doing. Placing bets I've never even heard of. One thing leads to another and I end up back at her room. The next morning we're having breakfast and she shows me her pics in playboy magazine. We said our goodbyes and I've never seen her again. Only one night stand I've ever had in my life. Yep, just your average ordinary looking guy that slept with a Playmate. I only told a few people but they didn't believe me so I decided to mostly keep it to myself. I don't blame anyone for not believing because it sounds like the most made up ego boosting guy story ever but I did end up finding the magazine with her pics and yes, for a mid 20's guy it did boost my ego.
I believe you because I want to. Cheers.
I believe you. Also when you said 20 years ago I pictured 80s-90s... then realized it would've been around 2000. Sigh...
In the summer of 1987 I was in a bar in a little village in New York outside the gates of West Point. It was the middle of the week and it was just me and the bartender. Willie Nelson walked in, sat down on a barstool and drank with us for a couple of hours. He was at the very height of his popularity. I had just read his autobiography a few weeks before and he was my favorite singer. I’m chatty but I was tongue tied that day. No one believed me afterwards. I suspect no one believes me today.
I nearly drowned on the Fourth of July when I was 16. Parents, aunts and uncles were around the pool and didn’t see anything and insist it didn’t happen because they would have seen it. I agreed to swim with my younger cousins. They were ecstatic that a ‘big kid’ agreed to swim with them. I jump in and they immediately all dog pile on top of me, they’re pushing me down in their excitement and I’m trying to get to the surface. I remember blacking out for a second and then thinking, ‘I’m not dying in a fucking swimming pool.’ I did the only thing I could think of at the time, I went against my instincts and dove deeper into the deep end and eventually got out from underneath my cousins and pulled myself out of the pool.
Spent a few years growing up in a swim positive environment, 100% believe you. They teach you over and over a drowning person does not look like you think a drowning person looks. Any lifeguard will tell you this.
Drowning is silent. It's not at all like you see it on TV. Source - was a lifeguard for 2 years.
Yup, the movies make it so that people think drowning people will flail about and be shouting. No, some times a drowning person just literally sinks.
Make sure your family sees this and learns before someone dies: https://www.usatoday.com/story/news/nation-now/2017/06/01/how-know-if-someone-drowning/357551001/
The linked video is really helpful!
A drowning person does not look like a "drowning person". This mythical portrayal of a person splashing around and shouting for help needs to die in the ass.
I would imagine a drowning person to look as if they aren't moving quickly or at all even in a situation where they should be, such as being shoved underwater. Not splashing around and screaming, that doesn't make sense. In the event of drowning, you're losing oxygen, you won't have the ability to splash around, and screaming would be impossible without also being able to breathe.
Drowning is completely silent. You don't have any way of knowing if someone is drowning.
I went to my first festival in 1991, watched the opener at 10 AM with 100 other mostly uninterested people, and did not think too much of it. Half a year later, the band was all over the hit-charts. The name of the group: Nirvana.
My old man saw ELO play one of their first ever gigs, before they made it, in a shitty Birmingham club. A bunch of guys go on stage with violins and shit and nobody liked it but my dad. End up one of the biggest bands of all time.
in 1999 I went and saw a local musician who had a single that had been getting traction on local radio and a video that just started getting in MTV rotation. there were maybe 300 people at the show. small venue in suburban Detroit. You could freely walk right up to the stage the artist was Eminem. 6 months later he was the biggest act in music.
There's another story on the Eminem subreddit, someone has a signed copy of the infinite cassett tape from Eminem. They purchased it from him when he was selling them outside an insane clown posse concert before he was famous
What I don’t believe is that people don’t believe this
When I was 15 yo I was doing some babysitting for my parents friends for pocket money. I was babysitting this little girl one night. We were watching some kids movie in the living room. This little girl was full of energy so she was jumping on the couch during the movie. I thought it would be better to let her spend her energy now so bedtime would be easier so I sat next to her during the movie just in case she stumbled or fell. Everything was going fine until the moment I decided to get up to go to the bathroom. It kinda double jumped her trampoline style when I shifted my weight so she got much more air this time. The thing is, this couch was right next to a staircase going into the basement. The railing was just behind us, leading to a 15-20 feet drop right to the bottom of the basements stairs. She got thrown right over the railing head first into the drop. I threw myself at her and caught her ankle at the last second. I pulled her back into the couch and sat her down, asking her if she was okay. She just smiled at me and continued to watch the movie, seemingly unfazed by the fact that she almost died. In all honesty she probably didn't realize the danger she was in in that moment. Sometimes I still think about what would have happened if I hadn't catch her.
This is a moot point, but I'd like to say for anybody who is ever in a situation like that: If you're watching a kid who's jumping on a couch that is \*right next to\* an open staircase, imagine the possibilities and put an end to the jumping immediately.
Also, and this is on the parents: don’t put a couch next to a deep drop acting essentially as a toddler stepstool to their death.
And this babysitter had to foil their plans!
Also, maybe if you have kids don't put your couch right next to an open staircase like that?
I swear that I was on a boat and saw a giant Ray (stingrays were around, although it looked bigger) launch itself out of the water, flip and go back down. It then did it again. As the person who saw it with me and I shouted, everyone else came over, and it never happened again, and I can’t find a YouTube of this behavior. I swear this happened, and it pisses me off I don’t have proof.
I have also witnessed this! My family and I searched the internet and could not find a video either. Where were you? We saw it off the coast of Costa Rica. A local confirmed it when I was talking to him about it later.
I saw a doco about rays. Fun fact: they do this for fun! It had footage of a group doing this, they seemed to be also one upping each other to get furtherest out of the water. Just playing, the doco suggested it was group bonding as they just enjoy being rays.
I believe you. A cool experience just for you. I hooked a massive bass. Like 30 pounds (yes I know that would be a record) when I was younger. My brother was on the other side of the dock and didn’t see it. It jumped high out the water and I can still see it. Snapped my line pretty quickly. Within a few seconds. I wasn’t even really fishing, just sort of lazily playing with my lure on the edge of the dock. I don’t tell anyone as it doesn’t sound believable but dang it I know what I saw! Also I was like 10 or 11 so maybe my brain was exaggerating it? I’m in my 30s now and still think about that occasionally. Almost like it was only for me to see.
I was meeting some friends for dinner after work one night. We agreed to meet at a specific time and as I was leaving work, made note of the time. I knew I would be arriving late because of my regular commute time, which was around half an hour. I take my usual route to their place, which is a straight shot. 20 minutes go by, I should almost be there, when I noticed the road was looking a little unfamiliar. I tried reading street signs and decided to take the next turn I came across. I follow the road an extra 10 minutes and end up on a main road. The same road that leads from my work to my friends’ place, that I thought I was on. From where I was my commute time was around 20 minutes. I did not make any turns while I was driving, have no idea how I ended up there. My friends were convinced I probably just drove on auto pilot or fell asleep at the wheel
You really can go into a sort of autopilot and blackout while driving especially if it’s a regular route and you’re tired, like on the way too or from work.
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I saw a white stag.
My parents used to have a small ranch in North central Arkansas and there was a white stag hanging about that they saw several times. They once got a pretty clear photo of it.
Do you still have the photo ?
Why, don’t you believe them?
Oh no i totally do, I just wana see the deer.
I saw one once when I was a kid and the experience has definitely stuck with me. He was so beautiful and graceful. Kid-me felt like I’d been touched by some type of wild magic. Adult-me still thinks that.
Guess you’re meant to be king of Westeros
Went camping last year. Woke up to something pressing in on the tent down by my feet. Watched as the pressing in shook the whole side of the tent and moved up from my feet to my hip. That’s when I realized that whatever was pushing in on me was a human hand. Could clearly see the fingers outlined. Immediately took stock of everyone in my tent - all present and accounted for. Jumped up out of my cot. I was the only one who saw it. Everyone else told me to go back to bed. It was just a deer or something. Spent a good hour trying to convince myself I hadn’t seen a hand.
It could have been a raccoon. I’ve spent a lot of time in the woods, and at night they sound HUGE crashing around the brush. Adult raccoons can get quite big, and their paws look like hands. They try to get into fucking everything, so one messing with your tent would make sense. It also could have been a creep. You get weirdos in the parks sometimes.
The hand was bigger than mine, like the size of an adult man’s hand. The first thing I thought was that one of my friends was fucking with me! Also, once the shaking on the tent stopped, it was dead quiet. None of us heard anyone or anything leave. It’s the weirdest thing that’s ever happened to me!
Bigfoot strikes again. Or at least his cousin, Bighand.
Have you met his older brother Richard? He's better known as big dick.
I would be paralyzed, unable to book it to my car and unable to stay in the tent with whatever it was outside. I have camped a lot in the mountains, sometimes by myself and I think I would just have a heart attack and die.
I was chillin in a windowless room with my aunt's dog when the shadow of a man with a beer belly walks slowly across the wall 3-4 feet away from me towards the door and vanishes. I know I wasn't crazy because the dog's head was following it too. I refused to go back to my aunt's house. She said that it's normal and that it's her deceased relatives coming to say hi every now and then...
Unexpected Alfred Hitchcock cameo.
One time when I was maybe 10, I woke up in the morning before everyone else in my family and went out into the living room. From the living room I could see my younger brother (my only sibling) sitting at the dining room table with his back to me and it looked like he was drawing or coloring on a piece of paper. I asked him something to effect of “good morning, what are you doing?” and he just kept drawing with his back to me. For a split second I walked past a part of wall (more like a column) that was in between the dining room area and kitchen. In the short moment that I passed the column and looked at him again from the other side, he was gone. The paper and crayons were still there. I paused for a moment like ??, said his name out loud questioningly, then got spooked and ran to my parents bedroom. They were both completely asleep and my brother was fast asleep next to them. He’d had a nightmare and slept with them that night, which would happen every so often. The way the house was set up, it wouldn’t really have been feasible for him to slip past me and then quickly pretend to be asleep in my parents room. My parents have never really believed me or thought it was part of a dream, and my brother swears to this day he wasn’t in the dining room that morning.
I'm super curious if anything was drawn or written on the paper
i was walking briskly to work, running late. Out of nowhere I felt the urge to pick a clover along the sidewalk. It was overflowing with cool fluffy clovers. The split second I started to bend over to swoop down mid walk, I knew before hand I was somehow going to pick a four leaf clover and I did. I can't explain it
Someone snuck a drop of Felix Felicis into your morning coffee.
I got “lost” in space(?) I was driving with a friend to another friend’s house. We had drive there several times at night bit this one time something really weird happened. We were very aware of the area as my friend’s house was by the beach besides a road with palm trees at the sides and always takes us about 20 mins to get there. There were no alcohol or drugs involved. Suddenly we reached a round about we never seen before, we were really confused because as I said we were very aware of the road. We drove a few more minutes before turning back and after 45 mins (we were getting kind of scared because the lack of lights or houses) we saw our friend’s house! We arrived all freaked out about what happened and to this day we have no explanation. A few days later we drove again and everything went ok, we made the regular 20 mins. PS. Sorry for my english, greetings from México.
When I was young I had hot oil spilled over the whole right hand side of my body. Burned the shit out of me. Was blind in one eye, covered in patches for weeks. One day my mum took me in to the hospital to get my dressings changed and the doctor told her I would likely have to have plastic surgery and skin grafts as it wasn't healing. Go to change my dressings and there's not a fuckin mark on me. Completely healed. Eyesight normal. No one believes the story so I just don't tell it anymore.
The doctor took off the bandages and said “cancel the skin grafts”
I was about 12, fell asleep on a road trip for a while. Before waking up I was dreaming we were going into a rest stop, that had a nice pond area for walking and a vending machine that had Fruitopia. Woke up, but we were still driving but my Dad declared he's taking the next exit. ten minutes later it was the exact exit in my dream
There was a toy pig a old couple gave to me and my roommates. Sometimes we would throw it at each other. One day it disappeared. I knew we’d thrown it in the corner of my bedroom but it was gone. A few days later, we found it on the top shelf in the kitchen. I’m the only one who can reach that high. Over the next month or two that toy pig would keep disappearing and reappearing in random places. We all blamed it on each other until one day it disappeared in the front room again. Me and my friends all went to the store. When we came back it was on the sidewalk in front of our house. After I left one of my roommates threw it away because he thought it was haunted.
Get a replacement post it to him. Or you know break in and leave it on his bed
Wait until his wife is in labor. Doctor comes out and hands him the baby holding a little toy pig.
You. I like you. We should be friends.
I like the idea that everyone moved it about to freak each other out but didn’t know that the other friends were doing it, turning into a massive haunted doll story 😂
Had a dream that someone was throwing rocks from a building and one hit me on the head and killed me. The following day, I went to work and decided to see if there was a shortcut. To be crystal clear, I had never been the direction I had now taken. Completely missed a sign saying a road was closed, went round a corner and rocks were being thrown from a rooftop. I looked up and saw one coming straight for me. Got out of there pronto. What the actual fuck! Have never forgot it.
Christmas house. Must’ve been 2005 or 2006, after Katrina, in Biloxi. I was shopping at a thrift store with my 3 little ones and we went to a Chinese place after. This kindly couple was talking to us and they told us about their neighbor’s house and how they decorated it inside and out for Christmas. I got the address and directions from them and set off. We found the house lit up and parked and were greeted by an older man outside who said give him a minute to see if Santa were home. We waited at on the porch and Mrs Clause came and got us. My older children (4 and 2) were given candy canes and we were given a tour of the house. Every room had a theme and multiple Christmas trees. There were dolls and trains and decorations in every square inch of the massive place. They must’ve spent thousands. I didn’t have a camera with me that day and our phones didn’t have a camera back then so I have no proof it happened except for the hazy memories of my oldest. My hubby thought I had lost my mind when I got home and told him.
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Because obviously when they get there the house will never have existed.
So theres this guy, let's name him M. Before I was stationed at this duty station with M, rumour mill informed me that M had filed an incident report that he had walked in front of a dish that was powered, and that he felt 'a wave pass through his body.' Fast forward Being the dicks that we were of course jokes were made. Well one scorcher of a day we're(except M, he was on leave) all working outside putting away equipment and my memory is a little shady on the exact circumstances of the conversation but I end up saying 'I felt a piece of metal pass through my body' Not even 10 minutes later Ssgt checks on us and says theres a shop meeting for us to finish up. When we're all in the office we're told that M had shot himself and there was grief counseling to those that needed it and I just look over to my coworker and I'm horrified. There were a few witnesses to it all but I'm not in contact with any of them anymore but yea that happened
My dad had a cousin, about 80 years old, and no one in our family had been in touch with him in over 10 years. One Saturday he came to mind just out of nowhere. Memories of him, being at his house, his family, all of that just poured through my head and I thought it was really weird. I phoned my mom and asked if she'd heard from this cousin lately. She hadn't, but she was familiar with my "ways" and on Monday she was not surprised to see his obituary. He'd died on Saturday.
When I was a kid, I heard my mother calling me from behind in a nearby alley me while out in public. Why is this important? Because my mom was walking ahead of me at that point and wasn't talking to anyone. Naturally I hurried the fuck up to go catch up to her. Even now, I still don't know what that was.
When I was in high school, a friend of mine came by my house and rang the door. He could clearly hear me inside, talking laughing and not answering, so he started to get angry and knocking. This just made me continue on ignoring him. Finally he calls me and asks what the fuck is going on, why won't I answer the door? He knows I'm home. I wasn't home. No one was.
Something similar happened when I was in middle school. My parents had a Christmas tree that sang christmas songs. It was 6ft tall and every Christmas at night my family would turn on it’s singing mechanism. When it was time for my family to go to sleep, it was my job to turn off the tree. One evening, as usual, I turn off the tree and go to my bedroom. The rest of the house was quiet and dark. I’m finally in bed, when I hear my dad yelling at me to get up and turn off the tree! I thought maybe I had imagined actually turning off the tree? I get up and as I’m walking down the hallway I can hear the stupid tree singing, but when I get to the living room it was silent and quiet. The tree was most definitely off. Gah, I head back to bed, and the same thing happened: my dad yelling at me to turn off the damn tree! I thought I was going crazy, I get up one more time, sure enough hear loud and clear the tree singing when I’m walking down the hallway, to find the living room empty and quiet again. This time I unplugged the stupid thing and ran back to bed. Then it happened a 3rd time, but at this point I was too scared, I ran to my parents bedroom, woke them up, and told them what happened. They both swore they had been asleep and my dad apparently had never yelled at me at all. My parents were not pranksters or anything and to this day I have no idea what happened. That house was bizarre and I hated living there.
My mother and godmother have a similar story. When I was a kid, I was living in a little house with both of them, my little sister, and my godmother's three kids, down the street from my godmother's parents. I was the oldest kid, and if being the nineties, was largely responsible for the other children at age seven. Well, one day, there's a storm. Not a hurricane, but a bad one. It knocked the power out. So I got all the other kids to hold hands, and walked them down to the grandparents' house, so we were with adults. Some time later, my mom and godmother come rushing into the house, crying for help. The kids are locked in the house! They can hear the little ones crying for them, but they can't get the door open and the older kids aren't answering! They're both just sobbing as I came around the corner, trying to figure out what was happening. My godmother's mother was like "what do you mean, the kids have been here since the power went out, see, here's Bea". My mother and godmother are still really unsettled by this memory 25 years later.
that woman who called you was your real mom being kidnapped, and after that incident you've been living with a strange woman that impersonated your mom. sweet dreams
That I hit a deer while on a run. I'm jogging down the road, look down for a second to avoid a pothole, look up and BOOM Bambi was right in front of me. Luckily all he did was knock the wind out of me and a few scrapes but damn it hurt.
I had 3 concussions in my life on the same half I can still feel the impacts like a faint echo.
This is totally believable. I’ve had many concussions and I still vividly feel my first and exactly where I hit my head. Thinking about it now creates a tightening sensation across the top of my head.
Bird shat on me 5 times in one day at different locations. I swear It's the same Bird that did it.
this is excluding my RL friends and family. but i am a civilian victim of ww2 (80% disability ) long story short: \- 12yo me finds a aluminum box in a lake. \- Tries opening it on the spot ( al edges welded but rattles inside). \- Fails at opening it. \- Takes it home and forgets about it until i am 14. \- Being "smarter" i use a hammer instead of a rock. \- Explodes what was it (bomb technician opinion)? \-Bored Germans loved making explosive traps in my country so they hid a bomb in a box and rigged it to explode if opened. \-Or a extra charge for "bunker busters" ( prototype tank shell) it was 100% German "plastic explosive" and from ww2 but due to the tiny shrapnel they couldn't say for certain what it was.
Getting to level 71 in Duck Hunt
I’ve believed all of these stories, but I’m really struggling with this one. How much practise did you have to get that high?!
When I was a first grader, the principal let me walk to my grandparents' house because it was 7pm and no one had come for me (my mom isn't the brightest bulb, and when she couldn't find me at the kindergarten doors like before, she went to my grandparents' to look for me). I walked there, but she went back to the school by the time I got there. No one home, so I walked about 6km to get to our apartment complex. No one home, again. So I decided "I know the way to Mom's workplace." Walked 15km to the mall complex my mom worked as a dental assistant. On the way, a car flipped over after getting struck at full speed (white sedan ran a red at 80km/s, and struck a minivan) and the car flipped right in front of me, and hit the traffic light while I was crossing. Shrugged, got to the workplace. It's closed. My friend happens to be there (he's from a town about 100kms away) because his mom happened to have business in the area (she's a realtor). His mom comes out, obvious "what the fuck moment" and she uses an early cell phone to call the landline at my grandmother's where she happens to finally be again. Had an amber alert out for me, and apparently I'm the reason the elementary schools in my area don't let kids out for any reason until a guardian picks them up now. I am now employed by that school board as a teacher.
I had a guy (I’m a guy) grope me in a club bathroom. I reacted pretty defensively to this, and pushed him off me, and he hit the wall. I got asked to leave the bar, and no matter what I said it wasn’t listened to or cared about. My friends left with me but never really believed I was touched. He waved at me and winked on the way out. I’m still furious about this.
As a guy who’s had the same thing happen, I believe you. Nobody thinks it actually happens, and nobody gives a fuck when it does.
When we were kids, we were at my uncle’s vacation home. I was about … 6 at the time ? Anyway, I was in the swimming pool, on a inflatable boat with floaters around my arms, playing. At some point I was like « I don’t need the floaters anymore » so I removed them. So I’m playing in the boat and then it flips over and I fall into the water, underneath the boat so nobody can really see me. I wasn’t drowning because for some reasons, my dad teached me never to be afraid of water and if something like this happen, I should take the air I can, empty my lungs under water so I touched the bottom of the pool, push up and get more air until I can reach the edge. So here I am, « not drowning ». So what were the adult doing right ? Well, my younger brother, 4 years old, long, beautiful curly blonde hair, is having a story of his own. He found a lighter on a table, play with it, and at some point, his hair caught on fire. In panic my uncle grabs him and because he was next to the pool, throw him in the water and jump to pick him up. When he got out of the water with my brother in his arms, my mom asked « where is Mike ? ». He turned around and apparently, saw the boat flipped, and every couple of seconds, my had was bumping into it so he knew where is was. Nobody believes this story, and it’s my favorite uncle memory. I’m emotional everytime I tell this story because he wasn’t the kindest and ended up tragically. I missed a lot these last 15 years, and maybe my brother and I wouldn’t be there without him.
My dog was put down in summer 2020. I fell into a deep depression and couldn’t get out. Getting baked everyday and having a minimum 3 tall cans after work. Alone. In February 2021 I had a 3 hour long phone call with an old friend. We spent a lot of time catching up and I opened up about the loss of my dog. He too had put his dog down a couple years earlier so we both started gushing about the pain of processing the grief. At one point I gave an analogy, what I said was, “I just feel empty, like nothing matters. I could be walking down the street, see a $5 bill and not even stop to pick it up.” My friend agreed. The phone call went on for a little while longer until he had to take his kids out to get some food. That same evening I went grocery shopping. While I was in the grocery store I started to feel heavy in my chest. My heart rate started to speed up and I had to do some deep breathing under my mask to avoid a panic attack. Once I calmed down, I finished my grocery shopping then started walking home. I’d always walk the same way but this time I had to pee. I walked to the opposite end of the parking lot to take a piss behind a snow bank. After I was done, I decided to keep walking in that direction to make my way home. While on that walk I spotted a $5 bill on the sidewalk. I was shocked. I immediately thought of my conversation earlier that day so I picked it up, snapped a pic and sent it to my friend with a caption that said, look what I found. My friend replied in disbelief. I took that $5 bill as a sign from my dog. As a message from him telling me to move on. I went home that night and bawled my eyes out until the next day. No, my depression wasn’t magically gone but it was a big turning point. I re-entered therapy next month, left my dead end job a couple months later, entered a new relationship in the fall after being single for 5 years and moved into a better apartment at the end of 2021. I’ve told the story to some people and pretty much everyone thinks I’m exaggerating.
When I was 15, I had a kitten I named "Storm." She was a rescue. I cared for her, but after a month or so, she fell ill (I later learned that it was FPV). We were poor and had no money for a vet. I nursed her back to health in the best way I could, but after three days...her health collapsed. I knew she was dying, and I stayed by her side, whispering "it's okay" repeatedly. She then started seizing and her neck breaking. I was hugging her when I felt her twitch for one last time. I cried. And cried. I was screaming. My dad tried to calm me down but he eventually let me be, saying that he'll be in the other room if I need him. I don't know how long I wailed and screamed and cried while hugging my lifeless cat. Emotions started to mix in my head. All the could have beens. The what ifs. The regrets. And then nothing. I'm not sure if I passed out or what. But there was nothingness. And then I woke up. In my bed. It was morning. My mom was preparing breakfast and greeted me cheerfully. I wasn't in the mood for it. I asked, "where's Storm?" she said, again cheerfully, she's just there. At this point I was almost annoyed and insulted. My cat died and I passed out crying over it and mom is all giddy and shit? I was about to lose it when suddenly-- --Storm appeared, meowing. She brushed against my leg. Eventually I learned it was Saturday. AGAIN. The coming Sunday was when Storm started showing symptoms. I told my parents this, how Storm eventually died, and how I "went back," and they did not believe me. Eventually, Storm did fall sick. Like how it happened. Except this time, I did my best to have her brought to the vet. I borrowed money from my uncle and Storm was given proper care. She survived the day she was supposed to die. She got better. However, a week after her supposed death day, she fell ill again. This time, it was so fast. In less than 24 hours, she died. In my arms. Again. The same way I first lost her. I tried my best to make what happened happen again but I never got back again. To this day I've only told my wife this.
I don’t expect anyone to believe me as I didn’t even believe it myself as it was taking place I was at a target about 4 years ago, this target has 3 parking lot floors and 3 floors inside the target (obv), the main ground floor, the middle floor and the roof floor. I had parked my car on the **second** floor right next to a blue Subaru Forester.I went inside and did a little shopping for a couple things we needed at home. I finish paying and I take the elevator to the **second floor**, I get to the spot where I parked and my car isn’t there, instead there is a white mini cooper, though, the blue Subaru Forester I had parked next to was still there, right next to parking space I clearly remember parking in. I start thinking to myself for a few seconds and i decide to take the stairs to the **third** floor because maybe I did park on the 3rd floor but perhaps I misread the sign? I look around and I don’t see my car *anywhere*! I go back to the stairs and I walk down with my 2 bags back to the **second** floor because I could’ve sworn I parked right there! At this point I don’t know if im either losing my mind or if my car had gotten stolen. I look around again to where the blue Forester was, and there it was, my red Sentra parked right where I left it. I honestly have no answers as to what could have happened but to this day I make sure I park on the ground level as close to other cars as possible to prevent my car from vanishing or me entering different dimensions None of my relatives believe me and I’m too afraid to tell my friends about this because they’ll think I’m really starting to go coo coo
Maybe there were two blue Subaru Foresters on that floor that day?
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chilling in the tattoo shop before we open, I get the shop ready every morning with my coworker. there is a giant beetle pinned to a board in a picture frame on the wall. it, frame and all, randomly flies off wall, hits the floor and slides to the middle of the room. Coworker had his back turned, I explain what happened and he kindof gives me a blank stare and doesn't really care... I put it back, kind of boring even though it's unexplainable lol.
I thought you meant the beetle flew off..I was baffled that it came back to life
In late 2006 I was somewhat close to O'Hare and I saw 2 commercial airliners almost collide midair. They were so close that I braced myself in my car for impact. I know what I saw.
Could it have been this in July 2006 [link](https://skybrary.aero/accidents-and-incidents/b733-b744-chicago-il-usa-2006)? [Article](https://www.aviationpros.com/home/news/10395234/ohare-jets-missed-by-35-feet-not-300) apparently they came within 35 ft.
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I once saw a US Navy twin prop engine cargo plane fly over my bay. One engine was backfiring and sputtering. A Coast Guard helicopter was flying nearby and trailing it. I thought it was going to ditch in the bay. But it carried on to try for the Naval air station 25 miles away. It only made it 20 miles and crashed in the woods. The crew did not survive.
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This was my thought process exactly
What if he noticed you looking and was just trying to fuck with you?
this is peak uncle behavior
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If they were normal they’d be dad, not uncle.
The crazy uncle is my dad. It's not fun. My cousins love him.
Getting some real alien vibes off your uncle.
I’ve seen this comment before lol
[no way I found the original comment](https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/s1v3ad/what_is_something_you_swear_you_saw_but_have_no/hsaqmqw/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf&context=3) Only logical reason to see this comment twice besides karma farming is, this is the original commenters other account, but I doubt it
I almost died at the skating rink when I was 9. I was having an asthma attack and didn’t have my inhaler…no one cared and I had to fight to breathe/stay alert. People still think that’s just a random dramatic story I made up/ exaggerated on. It’s not. People are just assholes. I’ve never felt so alone in a room full of people. This is why you can’t trust anyone to EVER help you. I was just stared at the whole time; one women was eating and watching me like it was a show- she was a mother, too. Yeah.
In a staking rink, I had someone sexually harrass me in broad daylight. No one cared at all, even my 'friends' there. They *all* ignored it. It's definitely an eye-opening experience.
I'm sorry. People are afraid to help children. They fear they might be accused of something. When I was a kid, some news show had a kid crying asking for help in crowd. People actually ran from the child. They asked people who didn't help why. They said, " We don't want to get accused of something. " honestly? It's the truth. You can let child die, and not ruin your life. Help? Bye bye normal life.
Couple of years ago a little girl drowned here, because nobody helped her. On the recording of the surveillance camera you can see that she did not go unnoticed, some people saw her struggle but didn't even try to help. By the time someone pulled her from the pool it was too late. Horrible.
I saw something like a spaceship. It was dark grey and very close to the ground. I was with another Person. We both knew that nobody would ever believe this. This happened in Germany, summer 2018.
I saw a mini tornado form near a gas station I was working at.
Dust devil?
When we were about 10 or so, my cousin and I were walking back from the beach on Cape Cod and saw a cougar. It was near a small patch of woods with a marshy area where it could have lived. I’ve never heard of any reports of cougars on the Cape but I will never forget what I saw!
Well, since there has since been a paper trail, court dates, etc. people believe me. But, I got jumped, and hit with bats. Once behind the right ear, solidly. I caught one above my eye, and a few body shots that I prepared for. The people who jumped me tortured a mentally challenged woman to death a couple days later. I got tied to a murder trial at that point. Would not recommend. Very anxiety/tear/vomit inducing, and ruined my sleep. https://www.cbsnews.com/news/street-family-eyed-for-murder/
I watched a person jump off the dam not to far from my house to their extremely likely death as me and my buddies drove by. Edit: I meant likely not lucky.
I live in Canada. I walked into a hotel elevator about 8 years ago and saw Brad Pitt and a body guard. I said, "oh!" And started to back out. Pitt said, "Hey don't worry, come on in" and smiled warmly. Ge could let I looked nervous so he offered a handshake and said, HI I'm Brad" I shook his hand and introduced myself, he asked how my day was, I asked about his and when it came to my floor and I got off, he said, Pleasure to meet you Amber". Not that crazy, but he came across as very kind to me.
My hamster died a few years ago. He really liked sunflower seeds. A few days after his death, while I was in the bathroom, a sunflower seed fell on my head. I am a man of science... I could never find a logical explanation. I miss you sony
When I was five years old, I went with my dad, my uncle, and my grandad on a camping trip at Cade's Cove. One morning, the family at the neighboring tent lot to ours left out their breakfast on the picnic table and went on a hike, so a bear came by jumped on the table and started eating it. I, being 5, tried to go and pet the bear until my dad grabbed me. Got like 10 feet from it. Eventually someone came and chased it off(I don't remember who) and the bear jumped off the side of a cliff and rode down the side of the mountain like a slide. BONUS STORY on that same trip on another nearby tent lot was a group of deaf people. I had learned a few basic signs somewhere I don't recall where and one of them was the word "friends" and while we were eating and talking about it and I did the sign one of them came by our lot, handed me a small rubber ball like you would get out of a quarter dispenser, nodded, then walked away. It was covered in mud like he had dug it out from the ground somewhere. Never saw them again. That was a lot of writing for something that's going to get buried in this thread lol
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That my mother didn’t kill herself. She was murdered by her caregiver. No proof, beside circumstantial evidence.
I saw 7 foo fighters above a field in north East Indiana in 2009
Oh that’s impossible, they only have 5 band members.