Life is a balance between order and chaos. For the most part, we are aware of the "proper" way in which things work — the Earth spins on its axis, time never runs backward, the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and so on. But sometimes, weird things happen that we just can't seem to explain...Here are the most unexplainable glitches in the matrix:
1. Face-Off
I saw a dude with no face driving a car. No features at all, it was just blank. I did more than just glance at him, too; I was staring. Just smooth skin and a men's haircut. I've never told anyone because it's so ridiculous sounding and I don't think people would believe me. Maybe there’s a rational explanation, but I know what I saw.
2. A Shade Of Gray
My parents’ two-story house had a living room that connected to stairs leading to the second floor of the house. You could see completely down the hall on the second floor from the couch in the living room. One time my family went away on vacation, so I had my cousin come over while I house sat for them. I'd been alone in this house for a couple of days now and I just really wanted company.
So, we're sitting on this couch playing Xbox. The stairs leading to the second floor are almost out of my vision. At the very top of the stairs on the left is a doorway leading to a bathroom and nothing else. We were up pretty late gaming when out of the corner of my eye I saw a grey face lean out and stare at me for a split second.
I didn't budge, I just barely noticed it, but as soon as I did, it was gone. I hadn't snapped to look at it, nor did I say anything. I just continued gaming for about three seconds until my cousin said, "Did you just see that?" As soon as our eyes connected, we both knew that we had seen the same thing. The second my cousin said that, I felt my heart sink.
It scared me a lot to have him pretty much confirm what I had seen but brushed off. I had immediately assumed it was just one of those blurs, or darting shadows you get in the corner of your eyes at times. The creepiest part is that it slid out as if it were lying on the floor. Whatever it was, its head was at level with the top of the steps right at the bottom of the bathroom door frame.
It just sort of slid out, stared, then slid back. Again, I just saw it from the corner of my eyes, but it appeared to be grey-skinned with black hair. Our descriptions matched too. We went upstairs and checked the whole bathroom, including the insides of luggage bags in the closet. We never found anything. To this day I still can't have a door in my house open. I'm afraid I’ll be looking down the hall and some gray-skinned creature will just lean half its face out to silently stare at me, and then vanish.
3. An Intersection Of Eeriness
I had an Android phone that had a Google "cards" feature option that could notify you like "15 minutes to home" if you were out. I thought this feature was annoying and useless, so I kept the feature off. After several months of no cards notifications, the strangest event happens. One night I'm at home and a card pops up saying "35 minutes to home."
It then pins me at a random intersection on the other side of town, let's call it 1st St. & Story. I think, that's weird, I'm not even way over there, I don't even know where that is, and I’ve never been to that area. I go to my cards setting to turn it back off…but it's already turned off. "That's weird." The next night, exact same thing happens.
"35 minutes to home from 1st St. & Story." What the? Still definitely not over there. I check the cards feature and the notifications are still turned off, so no idea why I'm getting a notification. A few days later, a friend and I are out running errands, and he misses his intended exit so he takes the next one. Once on the streets, I ask "Where are we? I've never been over here."
Suddenly, a car to our right tries to turn left and crashes right into us. It messed up my friend’s wheel, so he pulled forward to the curb to call a tow truck. We had our kids in the car, so I call my sister to pick us all up. When my sister asks me for the location, I was chilled to the bone. I look up at the street signs: 1st St. & Story.
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4. Better A Baker Than A Butcher
When I was very young, less than four, I was afraid of going to the bathroom alone because I thought there was an old man in it with a baker's hat. I still remember his face. One night, I was forced by my mother to go alone and be brave and, I swear, there he was just standing there. I froze in fear and then I remember running back.
I ran into my mother who was just standing there with a weird look on her face. All she said was, "See, I told you it's nothing to be afraid of," in a shaky voice and she pulled me away from there. I think she saw him but couldn't process it herself.
5. Coincidence Or Conspiracy?
I was 11 or 12, and this was in the early 1970s. Dad came home one Friday and announced we were going to King's Island, which was a fairly new amusement park, the next day. I begged him to let me invite my friend Chris to come along. He said ok, as long as Chris could pay his own way. Great! Off to the phone I went.
Pick it up, no dial tone. "Hello?" "Wait, is that you?" "Chris? I was just calling you, what's up?” I said. He replies, "I was calling to ask if you'd like to come to King's Island tomorrow, but you have to pay your own way." No phone ever rang, but we both called each other at the same time, to ask the exact same thing.
6. Keeping It Quiet
My grandmother and my brother would sit under the Christmas tree playing with the train decoration running around it. She passed a few weeks before Christmas when I was very young. After her funeral, every night, at different times after midnight when we had all gone upstairs to bed, the train would turn itself on and my mom would go down and turn it off.
After a week, my mom exasperatedly yelled down the stairs "Enough, (grandma's name), we miss you but we need sleep!" The train stopped and never turned itself back on again. After that Christmas, my mom refused to put a train under the tree. We gave it to our uncle who was a train enthusiast. He never had it turn on by itself after all these years.
7. A Unseen Presence
It was like 4:00 in the morning. I’m quite the night owl, so I’m headed downstairs to grab something to drink. The kitchen is separated from the living room by a dividing wall, but I realize someone is in there because I can see a person's shadow from around the corner. I think to myself, "Oh my roommate must be up already. Maybe he has something to do."
So as I turn the corner I say, "Hey, good morning." I then immediately get a chill up my spine. No one is in the kitchen besides me. I’m totally, completely alone. In fact, I search the entire first floor of the house frantically, and no one is there at all. So I head back upstairs and give a hard knock on my roommate's door.
No answer, so I slowly open the door. Roommate is passed out asleep, and doesn't seem like he is waking up anytime soon. There is no way he could have made it back up to his room that fast without running, and I would have noticed because the floors are creaky, especially on the staircase. When he woke up in the morning, I told him about what had happened. His eyes got real wide and he turned pale.
He looked me right in the eye and said, "That isn't a funny joke don't mess with me." It turns out, he had been having bad dreams all night about someone being in the house who shouldn't have been, but whenever he confronted the person, he could never see their face; all that was there was a black silhouette. Haven't had that experience since, and we agree not to talk to each other about it.
8. Open Up, It’s An Emergency!
15 years old, I was taking a shower at home. The rest of my family was out and it was around 9:30 at night. I heard someone knock on the bathroom door while I was showering, so I called out, "I'll be out in a sec!" thinking it's just my dad or one of my brothers getting home. There was silence for a few moments, and then knocking again.
Only this time it was pounding, like someone was banging on it with their fists, trying to break it down bare-handed. It was a little creepy, but my dad always loved to prank us so I didn't think too much of it. I decided to get a towel around me and see what his problem was anyway, but when I opened the door, no one was there.
The house was locked up, no open windows. There were no cars in the driveway. I checked every floor, every room. No one else was home. That was the first occurrence; the weird happenings continued in smaller ways until we moved out of that house, to the point that we imagined it to be some sort of Poltergeist and named it Edgar.
9. Bon Voyage
My family goes to a garden center near my town every winter for the pretty Christmas lights. Well this one year, the day before we were supposed to go, I had a dream that on our way, the tire of the car came off and we crashed hard. It was such a horrible, graphic dream. My mom’s legs had been crushed, my dad got stuck, etc.
Well, I told my mom in the morning and she joked that she’d check the wheels. She actually did—she said the car had felt weird and the dream unnerved her. Her discovery unnerved her more. Lo and behold, the tire is loose and needs to be taken to a mechanic. Really weird experience, especially as I’ve never had a dream feel so real before.
10. Light-Fingered
When I was in kindergarten or maybe the first grade, we had a blackout at my school, and this kid went, “Wait, I’ll light a match,” and proceeded to pretend to light an invisible match. The lights came back on instantly, and we cheered for him. Then he said, “Oh, it’s too hot,” and he pretended to blow the match out, then the lights went back out immediately. Wizardry.
11. Pennies From Heaven
I was once showering, and after about 10 minutes in the shower I hear something ping and hit the floor. I looked down and saw a penny. I was pretty perplexed as you can imagine, but figured, whatever, I'll keep it as I thought it could be good luck. I kept the strange penny in my wallet for a few years in a zipped side pouch.
I never really told anyone because it was kind of pointless to talk about a random penny I was superstitious about. So a few years later while at a music festival, a girl in our tent woke up to a penny in her clothing. We all laughed it off as having a wild night. However, I remembered the penny I had, and when I looked in the zipped pouch I was shocked to find it was gone.
I told my friends and they didn't believe me.
12. Space Doughnuts
Years ago, myself, my buddy, and a friend of his are out in the boonies, lighting off fireworks for the 4th of July. We go out to the cars to light the stick for igniting the fireworks. As my buddy's buddy is in the car doing so, I look up at all the stars, completely unused to seeing so many. As I'm looking, something just feels off.
I finally pinpoint it and start squinting my eyes, looking away and back, everything I can think of to make sure that I'm seeing what I think I'm seeing. It's one point of light absolutely identical to the stars around it, except for one weirdness: It's doing a steady, repeating figure eight. I turn to my buddy to ask him about it and I see him staring at the same area of sky.
So, I ask him, "Do you see what I see?" I hadn't said a word about what I saw, but he answered back, "A star doing a figure eight?" I've tried to explain it by any logical means over the years, but nothing quite matches up and I refuse to accept that a figure eight in space is the alien teenager version of doing doughnuts in a parking lot.
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13. Ring Me Up
When my son was about four years old, one night he started hounding me to ring Nana. I thought it odd to begin with as he had never asked to call her before, so I just put him off for an hour or so until he came back and insisted that I call her. It turned out to be an eerie premonition. It turns out, she was sitting on her lounger experiencing a massive tachycardia event and couldn't breathe.
I called an ambulance and met her at the hospital. That same week, she had a pacemaker and defibrillator unit implanted to fix the problem. To this day, I cannot explain what drove him to get me to call, but I’m very glad he did. He doesn't even remember it.
14. Giggling Fit
When my daughter was about 18 months old, her grandmother died. That evening, I put my daughter to bed as normal, but instead of going to sleep pretty quickly as she usually did, she spent over an hour giggling and squealing with laughter. When I went to check on her, she was staring at an empty chair in her room, laughing as if she was watching the funniest thing ever. This carried on every night until the day of her grandmother's funeral.
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15. Satan Take The Wheel
I was driving home from work one morning and was waiting to turn right at a stop sign on a somewhat rural road. A number of cars were turning left onto the road I was on. As the last one passed, a blue minivan, I locked eyes with the driver. I nearly jumped out my skin from fear. I am 100% convinced that I either saw a demon or some physical manifestation of pure evil.
The minute I noticed him, the hair on my neck stood up and I felt physically sick. From what I remember, he had no deformities or anything explainable, but something still felt so...off and terrifying about him. It was like looking at something ALMOST human. This was probably two years ago now, and I've never forgotten that otherwise normal ride home.
16. Non-Musical Chairs
I am home alone with my sister who is about three at the time. She’s sleeping in my room and I walk out to go to the bathroom. No one else is in the house but, as I’m in there handling business, I start hearing the chairs moving in the kitchen. I come out of the restroom and look to my left where I find the dining table chair moved and placed perfectly staring down the hallway.
I go back to check on my sister and she’s still sleeping. I walk around the house to see if my parents are home and nothing. The doors and windows are shut so there’s no way wind could’ve pushed this chair five feet (1.5 meters) and turned it to face down the hall.
17. You’ll Pay For This
I stopped at the gas station on my way to work one morning. I take out my debit card and take my car keys with me and leave everything in the car. Pay for my stuff and throw my debit card in the metal cup I have in my car. Literally half a second later, I look down and my card is gone. I pulled apart everything trying to look for it and couldn’t find it.
I go to work and go home…to find it sitting on my desk. But that’s exactly when it got terrifying. I double-checked my bank account to make sure it was the card I used, and it was. To this day, I still have no idea what happened. I had no carbon monoxide leak; we have a monitor in our house and that was the first thing I thought to check. And no concussions in my life ever.
18. Bed-Sharing
It was four in the morning, I was lying on the bed and watching a video on YouTube. Suddenly, I felt like someone jump up on the edge of the bed. At first, I thought it was one of the cats, but turning my head towards the chairs on which they usually slept, I made sure that both of my cats are there. The worst thing was that they were looking exactly at the edge of the bed. Turning around, I saw an imprint there as if someone was sitting there or something small was lying. As soon as I looked at it, it disappeared.
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19. Deja Vu
I had a dream of some kid that I had never seen before dancing at a busy party. He was wearing a blue shirt, black pants, had Beiber Hair, and there was a purple strobe light on the wall behind him. I wake up and think to myself "Huh, what an odd dream," and carry on with my life. Several years later, it all came back with a vengeance.
I was at my cousin's wedding reception, chilling and hanging out with a different cousin. The music comes on and we start jumping up and down, and then I realized that I was reliving the dream. Same clothes, same hair, same purple lighting in the background.
20. See That Guy?
In the place where my parents used to live, there was this old couch. My mom sometimes would walk by in the middle of the night and see a silhouette sitting there. She describes it as a man, sitting down, with a hat on, just sitting there. She saw it several times but thought nothing of it. She never told my dad, who one day said to her, "It's weird, but sometimes in the middle of the night I think I see a man sitting down on the couch doing nothing."
It turned out they both saw the same man sitting on this couch, and they realized this when they told each other after they'd both seen him.
21. Sneak Peek
I had to do an exam at school. It started off pretty normal, then pretty soon I realized I’d done it before somewhere and I remembered what I got wrong the first time, so I pretty much aced the text. The thing is, this was a national test, so there is no way I could have done it already. I have no clue where I would have even done it before, and none of my classmates remembered it.
That was the only time I got a high distinction in Science class.
22. The Side Of The Tiger
I had to have my pet dog put to sleep. That night I dreamed that he was at first protecting the house from a tiger, then became friends and began playing with the tiger. When we went to pick up his ashes after cremation, we were told, "He's been in good company; we've kept his ashes next to those of a tiger who was recently cremated."
23. Call On Me
One day, I visited my father for the weekend. At night, I put my phone on the charger next to my bed and went to sleep. The morning after, the phone is gone. Like, literally gone. I spent the rest of the weekend searching for it, inside every pot, box, drawer or small locker. I searched through my old man's ties and underwear looking for it.
Every nook and cranny in the apartment and NOTHING. I had to buy a new phone. About 10 months go by, I visited my father a couple more times. Last week, I took my wife with me. It was raining and we got soaked. She went to change in the small guest room and thought there were spare clothes of mine inside a small drawer. In there, she found a small folded pair of socks that were neither my father’s nor mine. Inside the socks? The lost phone.
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24. Built-in Translator
I was once at McDonald’s with my best friend who was a girl from Holland. Both her parents were Dutch and she was born there but moved to America quite young. We had just sat down to start eating when the father asked, "Does anyone know where the straws are?" Knowing where the straws were, and knowing they were freely paying for my meal, I quickly shot up and grabbed a straw for the father.
“Here you are,” I added. I then realized that they were sat staring at me like I was an alien. Now, I only know how to speak English and bad English, but apparently, the father had made this request completely in Dutch. But I would swear on a painful end that I, 100% clearly, heard the request made in English. Not only that, the translation is completely different, so it was not as if I picked up the body language and my mind did the rest of the translating. This only further confused them, and does me to this day.
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25. Romeo Ruined
I was kind of interested in a girl a few years back. I didn't know her too much, but I'm sure she noticed it. I didn't want to rush things, though, so I didn't insist too much. I just saw her a few times at friend's parties and the like. Then suddenly within one week, I crossed her path twice, completely randomly in the city.
The first time it was awkward, the second time she was clearly afraid and apparently thought I was following her. Total coincidence.
26. Just Changing The Bulb
I was outside talking to my neighbor. Suddenly, it was like someone accidentally flicked the lights off and then back on. It was dark in the middle of the day as far as I could see for just a split second. I thought it was just my brain but then I saw my neighbor looked confused as well. Then her daughter said, "What just happened?"
We all were looking in opposite directions so it was just suddenly dark everywhere. We still talk about it sometimes. No idea what it was. I've spent hours on the internet trying to find answers with no success.
27. Signals Over The Air
When I was 15 years old, I was on a small road trip with my family. My younger brother and I were in the backseat, and I start thinking about a song in my head, from the video game Road Rash 3, which at that point I hadn't played in a few years. A few seconds later, my younger brother starts humming the song out loud next to me.
I still have no idea what happened. Did we both think about that song randomly at the same time? Did I think it and project it telepathically? Did I read his mind? Why that song, years after we had last played the game? Still bugs me to this day.
28. Said The Spider To The Fly
I came home after a miserable day during my teen years once, and because I didn't have my keys, I knocked to have my sister come down. When she opened the door, her eyes were wide with panic. She asked, "Did you just get home?" I said, "Yeah, just now. Why?" She started jumping up and down like she was shaking off spiders.
She then told me that she'd been hearing my voice from my room telling her to come in. I said, "No, I haven't been home all day. Did you go in my room?" She said, "No, it was your voice... but I guess... quietly malicious? It just felt off." She then called her boyfriend to pick her up and stayed overnight with him and left me in this creepy situation by myself. I, thankfully, didn't hear anything else that night though.
29. Drive Me Crazy
I'm so glad this question was asked because the craziest stuff happened today. After class today, my friend and I were driving back home and a car passed us…only there was no person in the driver’s seat. There was just a dog. A freaking dog and nothing else. My friend and I both saw it and freaked. A lot of weird stuff goes down in my town.
30. Sleeping Beauty
When I was around 15, my parents left me home alone for the weekend, and I thought, “This is awesome. I can chill, play games all weekend and eat what I want.” I went to sleep Friday night, and then woke up to my mum waking me up to what I thought was the next morning. So, I asked, “What happened? I thought you were going out the whole weekend?”
To this she replied, “What are you talking about? It's 4pm Sunday.” I have no idea what happened to those two days. I didn't leave the house. There was no food or washing up that had changed since they left. I hadn't looked at my phone, there were unread messages from Saturday morning. But I refuse to believe that I was asleep the whole time.
31. A Stitch In Time
I arrived 10 minutes early to school one day, so I put on my headphones and started to listen a 10-minute track I loved. When it was over, I started walking to the entrance…but nobody was there. It was usually full of people waiting for the school to open. At first, I thought I miscalculated the time and I was late, but the truth was much creepier.
When I checked my watch, only two minutes had passed since I arrived, and I sat there for the remaining eight minutes thinking what the heck had happened.
32. That Funny Feeling
I was staying late at work with some colleagues. Our office was located around the 40-50th floor of the building. I suddenly had a really strong thought that if an earthquake were to hit now, the dash downstairs would be chaotic. I tried to brush it off but couldn't, the feeling was so strong. And it's not like I'm not used to working in high-rise buildings.
I'd been working at the place for around two years at that point, and had never felt that way before or since. I decided to leave and work from home, which was only 15 minutes away on foot. Just as I arrived at home, an earthquake struck. It was pretty intense, and thankfully everyone at the office was all right, just freaked out. But it was so strange that something just told me to leave just minutes before it happened.
33. Mother Knows Best
When my mother was in high school, my grandma had recurring dreams where mom was marrying a brown-haired professor who wore a fisherman's cap and smoked a pipe. Well, my dad, who my mom met maybe five years or so after grandma had those dreams, is a brown-haired professor who wears a fisherman's cap, and smoked a pipe…until mom made him quit.
34. Saying Goodbye
Two days after we lost one of my closest, dearest friends, I fell asleep in the library at school. This was after a horrific couple of days trying to process everything and function normally at the same time—I was massively sleep-deprived. I placed my head in my arms on the library desk, and I woke up, and there he was beside me.
It was a scenario that had happened so many times—us revising and hanging out in the library together, whispering jokes and banter—it didn't feel strange at all. We stood up and wandered around, watched one librarian putting books away on shelves. There was a girl reading a book sitting on the floor with sickly bright yellow socks, and my friend made some silly Dad-joke about them being too "loud for the library."
We chatted in low voices, about nothing much—the usual chit-chat—and then went back to the desks. I woke up and he was gone, of course. I was startled but weirdly euphoric. I went over the same set of shelves and had déjà vu: saw the same librarian putting away the books and the same girl with the yellow socks still there sitting on the floor reading.
I swear to this day that I hadn't seen them before I went to sleep. I like to think it was his way of saying goodbye. It helped me immensely, even though I know it was probably just a dream. But the socks thing has always stuck with me, and anytime I see a pair of 'loud' yellow socks now, I think of him and our final chat.
35. The Man In The Mirror
I have a not-so-common name, but let’s say it’s John Doe. All my life, through school, college, and the Air Force, I never met another soul with the same name. The one day in the mess hall, someone is calling for “Sergeant John Doe,” and just as I'm about to stand up, I hear “here” from across the room. There's another guy there with my name.
Same rank, same name, same corps, too. Worked on the same base for 10 years and our paths never crossed once.
36. A Rectangle In A Round World
I was walking to my friend's house one summer, maybe when I was 10 or 11 years old. It was a sunny day. There were a couple clouds but otherwise, it was bright out—perfect visibility—when a perfectly rectangular shadow came up from the direction behind me on the ground, maybe 15' x 30' in size, traveling just faster than a car probably would be and went over top of me.
I was looking at the shape on the ground as it went over, and when I did look up to the sky, I didn’t see anything that could have possibly cast it. Even the clouds were just trailing little wisps. I looked back down, and it was going over some houses. And then it was gone forever—a Mystery Rectangle Shadow.
37. Multi-Tasking
My bedroom at the time led into the living room, which you could see into the kitchen. We also had a bathroom that was directly off our room, in the corner. You couldn't get to it unless you were in our room. I woke up one afternoon. I remember sitting up and checking my phone. I got out of bed, opened the bedroom door, and walked into the living room to turn the thermostat up.
I saw my ex in the kitchen fiddling around with the coffee pot. Then he started walking towards the back of the house, into the other bedroom. I said "Hey! You're up early." He looked at me, and kept on walking. I went back into our room and sat on the bed. I started to get a strange sinking feeling in my stomach. After a few minutes, I called his name.
He opened the bathroom door and said "Yeah?" Apparently, he was in the bathroom the whole time. I was very confused and super freaked out because I could have sworn I saw him in the kitchen. Except there's no way it was him if he was in the bathroom. It shook me up pretty bad.
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38. A Shoe-In
My boyfriend and I were downstairs in the kitchen making dinner. We were the only two in the house. I went upstairs to get something and a shoe came flying at me from the top of the stairs. It went right over my shoulder. I had no pets. I had my boyfriend check it out and nothing was unusual or different. I had to dodge that shoe; it was undoubtedly launched at me.
39. Seeing Double
I have a doppelgänger out there. This happened to people I know, not to me directly. A woman who works with my mom was out doing her grocery shopping one night and ran into “me” at the supermarket. She told my mom about the encounter the next day and asked why I didn't recognize her, as we saw each other once every few weeks.
My mom confirmed that it couldn't have been me as I was at home. The woman also mentioned feeling oddly nauseated during the interaction. I was about 16 or 17 at the time. Another woman I know said she didn't know I walked through the park near her home after work. Dumbfounded by her observation, I listened as she explained—and my blood ran cold.
She said she’d seen me every so often after work, walking briskly through a large park—which I do know of, but have only driven past—as if I was exercising. She said I walked close by her the previous evening and she was going to speed up to catch up with me and say hello, but as she started to she began to feel ill so she slowed down and then sat on a bench for a few minutes.
By then, she'd lost sight of me. This happened about three years ago and both occurrences were miles apart. Then, it happened again. When I was 20, I was living on campus on the ground floor of a three-story building. There were only 36 people in the building, so I knew everyone by sight at least when this happened. A new guy moved in on the third floor.
We'd exchanged pleasantries and I knew his name and what floor he lived on, but not much else. I was coming out the front door one morning and he was coming down the stairs. He said, "Oh I just saw your sister going up the stairs!" I asked him what he meant and he said, "Your sister, she's here all the time. She wears her hair the same as you."
I used to change my hair a lot. At the time, it was midway down my back and fire truck red. There was nobody on campus with hair like mine. I noped out and went back inside.
40. By A Stairs' Breadth
One night, when I was about 16 years old, I'd finally decided to get off my computer and go to bed, around 2 am if memory serves me correctly. At that time my family and I lived in a decently-sized two-story house. The staircase to the second floor was pretty basic: head up a few steps, turn on a landing halfway up, traverse the remaining few steps, and at the top you're only a couple of footfalls from my bedroom door.
Someone please explain to me, then, how I got lost on this staircase. Sure, it was dark, but even then you'd have to be a special kind of stupid to not know how to walk up these stairs after you've already done it a thousand times before. Just keep one hand on the railing and you don't need to use your eyes. I swear that as soon as I reached the landing, I spent ten minutes just...continually walking upwards.
Realistically it only takes someone five to seven seconds to walk up these stairs, three if they're running or skipping steps. I realized I'd been walking for much longer than that and stopped. At that moment, my blood ran cold. I'd walked up those stairs in pitch-black darkness so many times before, but even with my hand on the railing I was getting nowhere, just endlessly walking upwards.
My skin crawled. If my brother hadn't turned on the upstairs hallway light, I'm not sure I would've made it to my bedroom. The guy blinked sleepily at me and asked me if I was okay, and all I could say was, "I legitimately have no idea." I told him the next day what had happened and he told me that the reason he'd come out of his room in the first place was that he'd heard footsteps on the stairs "for several minutes."
What in the world, man? What was that? I wasn't so tired that I just mindlessly walked up and down the stairs for a while. I was completely awake, and not once did it suddenly feel like I'd turned around to walk back downstairs at any time. I still get chills thinking about it.
41. Doesn’t Make Cents
Early last month, I went online to pay a bill, like I've done for years. I get to the last page before finishing and the webpage freaks out, with a multitude of display issues before finally I receive an error message. After several attempts to pay I give up, assuming the site is having issues. I go back two days later and pay my bill, and it goes through normally, with me getting my usual text and e-mail notifying me I paid.
So I'm very confused a few weeks later when I check my e-mail and find a notice from the company whose bill I paid, with a semi-threatening e-mail saying the bill is due that day and do I need to set up a payment plan? I've been dealing with the company for almost a decade and have never been late in paying in that entire time.
I check my credit card account, and there's no record of me paying, nor of the text or e-mail I received. I pay the bill and chalk it up to a senior moment on my part. Last week, I get my one credit card bill. It says I never paid my last bill, so now I've got that bill to pay, plus the interest. I find my previous bill, open but with the invoice in place, in my living room. Thing is, this is actually terrifying. Here’s why.
I'm physically disabled and can't drive, and I always pay that credit card bill in person, after they messed up my payment years ago. So a family member always takes me to my credit union to pay that bill, and like me, he remembers us going down to pay the bill they say I never paid. He and I even remember a conversation we had on the way down to the credit union, and going grocery shopping afterward.
But yet the bill is unpaid and the bill is in my possession still.
42. A Last Cuddle
When I was about 11, we took in a dog—a big one—for somebody who was very old. He wasn't in great health anymore, but we were supposed to be his final happy home, since we lived out in the middle of nowhere. We had him for about a year when one night I just randomly decided to go outside to sit with him—since he refused to go indoors—and pet him.
I sat outside and laid down on him (he was a pretty big dog) for probably an hour even though it was a pretty chilly winter night, despite there being a space heater in the sheltered area where he would usually lay down. I don't know what possessed me to say it, but I gave him a big hug right before I went inside and told him that it was okay to go.
The next morning, my mom woke me up to tell me that he had died during the night. I helped her move his body to somewhere not out in the middle of the open so the owner could come say their final goodbye, and that was it. Honestly, I still don't understand how I knew, but I think I just empathized with his pain and told him that it was okay to let go and not have to keep living for us.
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43. An Honest Mistake
I was sitting in a seminar when I was in university, waiting for my girlfriend to arrive. She was late, and when she came into the room she looked around and took a seat in the same row of seats I was sitting in. I was a little confused since I kept the seat next to me clear for her. We’d made a plan to meet there and go to lunch afterward.
So I was looking along the row of seats to catch her eye and make her recognize me, since I thought she just didn't see me there and took a random seat. When our eyes finally met, it got weirder. She looked at me in a very confused way, then leaned back to let me see who was sitting next to her. The guy looked just like me.
Face, body, haircut, clothing. She thought he was me, took the seat next to him but realized that it wasn't me, since he didn't seem to recognize her when she said hello. We never saw him before and never saw him again after he left the room that day.
44. A Tiny Visitor
This happened probably five years ago. I was asleep in my room when my eyes suddenly opened at about 2:30 am. I was wide awake. My senses were heightened and it felt like someone or something was in my room. In the darkness, I saw an outline of something underneath my desk. It was almost like a really tiny man, maybe a foot tall give or take.
At this point, I'm totally perplexed but not really scared until I see it start to move out from under my desk and across my room. The light switch is right next to my bed, so I decided that in one motion I was going to turn on the light switch and jump on this thing the second it got near my bed. This thing gets near my bed, but I messed up and fumbled with the light switch.
I also missed when I dove at it. But I kid you not, I watched this thing move through my bedroom wall. I just sat on my bed trying to figure out what had happened. Little did I know, this nightmare was just beginning. Now, my brother had the room right next to mine, right behind the wall this thing went through. About ten minutes later my brother knocks on my door and comes in.
The first words out of his mouth were, "Did you happen to see like a little tiny human in here a little bit ago?" I was pretty shocked, and I told him that I indeed had. He replied with, "Well, I just watched something dart across my room and it looked like it came from the wall and then it disappeared through the wall and to outside."
To say I was stunned would be an understatement, but I was also thrilled that I didn't have psychosis. But, a little while later, perhaps a year passes and I am driving in my car and I'm listening to some late-night radio host, and he had a guest on. The guest proceeds to describe something that happened to him and it was almost exactly what my brother and I experienced.
45. Disappearing Act
When I was doing my internship, there was a guy across the way from me as we were traveling on the public transport line. I noticed him because he was wearing an intricate brown suit and checking a pocket watch for the time often. When we both got off at the same stop by the school, he had a quick pace and was rushing ahead of me.
I thought he was crazy when he walked into traffic. He made it past the work van coming at him from the right, and I was terrified for him because a car was coming fast from the left. However, when the work van stopped and blocked my sight, so I couldn’t see what became of him...Then he was gone. What? The? Heck? I still wonder where he went six years later.
46. Lost And Found
I was about 18 or 19, and at the time worked an hour away from home. It was a commute of two bus rides, a train ride, and then a 15-minute walk. As it was in a lawyer’s office, I used to take my sneakers to walk in rather than “work shoes.” One morning, I got up, took my watch off, had a shower—all as normal. I got out, and couldn’t find my watch for anything.
I was searching everywhere, pulling everything out of the bathroom cabinets, etc. Eventually, I gave it up as a bad job, and carried on with my day. I got to work, told my boss I’d lost my watch, and was paranoid the whole time I would be late. He looked up and said, “It’s in your right Adidas.” He followed me to my desk, and my watch was in my sneaker.
The sneaker I’d just taken off after two bus journeys, a train ride, and a 15-minute walk. I have no idea how it came to be in there or how my boss knew. He said he didn’t know why he said it, it came out his mouth before he could think about what he was saying!
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47. Made For Each Other
I dated this girl a few years back and our first date was…weird. She was a friend of my brother and we had known each other a while before going out. Anyway, we’re on the date and she tells me that she had a weird dream about me. But the creepy part was yet to come. See, I had also had a weird dream about her that evening.
She goes first: "I was driving my teacher's car on my way to see you. We were on the phone trying to find each other. You kept saying I just drove past your apartment, but I was in the middle of nowhere and got really confused." Without really thinking about it, I reply: "I was on the phone with you as you constantly drove past my apartment. But it wasn't your normal car and you were really confused."
She's just staring at me like I was pulling her leg. Then it dawned on me, “Oh my God, we had the same dream!" We shared four-five more dreams throughout the relationship at totally random times.
48. Remotely Controlled
My buddy and I were chilling watching TV in the living room. I was on the far-right, and he was on the far-left end of the sofa. The remote was in the middle, a good two feet away from either of us. Suddenly, it flung itself up in the air and toward the TV without either of us moving a muscle. We just looked at the spot it was in, then each other, then back to the TV and didn’t say anything about it until years later talking with friends.
49. Altered State
I was staying in the hospital after a concussion when I was 15 years old from landing on concrete. I had been out for a few days, only waking for short periods, and I wasn’t able to keep food or drink down. They gave me multiple CAT scans as I wasn't “coming to” as expected and they were worried that I was badly brain-damaged. A lot of this people had to tell me later.
My hospital bed had the side rails up, and I was somehow strapped-in as my equilibrium was messed up and I couldn't get out of it without nurse assistance. Except that’s not what happened at all. This is hard to write, it's just so hard to explain the feeling of this moment, but I did get up. I got up, stepped over my mom who was sleeping on a mat on the floor, and walked to the window.
I saw the amazing view of the hills cast in early dawn light. I looked at the cars way down in the parking lot, the trees behind the wall, the houses and roads and nature leading to the hillside. I felt, I guess, reset. No pain, no memory, no idea why I was there or where there was. I knew it was me, the way you do, but all the "stuff" that would've normally been running through my head was absent.
I felt completely lucid, still, fresh, new, and very much at peace. I’ve never felt that way before or since. Except I didn't get up, I couldn't have, it wasn't possible. Yet I know to my core, in the way you feel yet can't describe in words, that I saw what I did, and I know that I was there, awake, looking out that window at one of the clearest visions my eyes have ever witnessed, with this incredible feeling of redemption.
I don't know, but it felt incredible and so true to me soul. I don't know, I remember it like a one-man alien abduction. The next few weeks I needed help walking, eating, etc. and it was months before I was “okay” again. I still have minor equilibrium issues 20 years later. I was at the hospital with a friend recently and saw the view from the same floor, but the wrong side. Chills, man.
I feel like maybe that was the first time I became aware of my “soul,” but everyone experiences that, and most don't need concussions to get there.
50. Sweet Dreams
When I was a kid, I had a dream about visiting a city made of chocolate where I was walking, I tasted all the chocolate houses, flowers, etc. Then, I woke up in the middle of the night feeling really sick, ran into the bathroom and the vomit was all chocolate. I swear I didn't eat any before I went to bed, we rarely kept sweets at home! It is still a mystery to me.
51. In The Cards
I'm a pretty big gym enthusiast. When I enter my condo unit, directly in front of me is a small shelf. It's there that I keep my gym gear: knee wraps, weighted belt, lifting belt, bands, boxing gloves, shoes, etc. On top of the shelf, I always leave my gym card. The shelf is black, the card is black and red, and the red stands out.
About six months ago, I couldn't find my gym card. I searched throughout my unit. Usually, I just leave it on my shelf as described, but sometimes it may be in my wallet or on my kitchen table. But after searching thoroughly, I couldn't find it. Over the next four weeks, I probably searched for it another half dozen times.
My girlfriend at the time helped me search a few times as well and we couldn't find it anywhere. I figured I'd lost it. One day, I do one last major search and when I can't find it, I figure it's definitely lost. I go to the gym front desk and tell them I lost my card—but I'd forgotten to bring my wallet so I told them I'd pick it up and pay for a new card the next time I came in.
I do my workout and head back home. I open the door and sitting directly in front of me, on the black shelf, in the same spot I always left it, was my gym card. I even called my girlfriend and asked her if she'd found it or seen it, and she reminded me we'd both searched for it and couldn't find it. Was so bizarre. But I've had multiple weird things happen in this condo.
52. Into The Rainbow
I drive down the same road every day to get into town and on the horizon are the Chiltern Hills. I grew up on and around them so I know them well and the surrounding area. One day there was a rainbow as I drove down that road, and I went through it. Rather than seeing the familiar greens and chalk of the hills I was used to, I swear I saw a vast Industrial complex.
It was huge with multiple dark buildings and chimneys belching out smoke. It lasted as long as the rainbow was there and could only be seen through it. There are no buildings like that for many miles around or ever have been as far as I'm aware.
53. He’s Got Your Number
My wife and I were driving out of Texas to come back home to Ohio. We stop at a gas station in the middle of nowhere. Kind of a run-down little place, and my wife goes in while I’m filling up. I finish and pay at the pump and decide to head in and use the restroom real quick. I walk out, and my wife is at the checkout paying with the cashier.
I walk up, and the cashier just starts looking at me. He then calls me out by my full name. “John?” “Yeah...?” “Your name is John Lastname right?” “Yeah...do we know each other?” “Nope!” “Then how do you know my name?” “Ha, I dunno!” My wife and I look at each other and we both got the heck out of there. I don’t have a common name, I had never been to that gas station let alone that town ever.
Every time my wife and I think about it, we can’t explain it.
54. Give Me A Sign
I can vividly remember the day an ex of mine wanted to get back together. I was conflicted, I knew that I didn't want to be with him but I've also always been a loyal person. I asked for a sign from the universe while I was sitting in my company break room and, when I came out of my thoughts, I noticed an extremely attractive guy I'd never seen before.
He started talking to me and one thing led to another. Well, the mystery work guy and I are married now. I've never been a religious person but for the life of me I can't understand how he showed up in my life at that exact moment, especially considering that we worked together and that was the first time I'd ever seen him. Thanks, Universe!
55. Missing Something?
I was playing with my friend when I was young by the pond. We spotted some boys, and being the bad girl that I am, I pulled a blueberry flavored lip gloss that I got free in a magazine out of my pocket for us both to use to make the boys like us. I thought that's how life worked. We started hopping along the stepping-stones on the pond, and the lip gloss falls out of my pocket into the pond.
Both my friend and myself saw this happen. I was angry because it was the only make-up my mom allowed me to have. Cut to about five hours later, I get home and go up to my room. The blueberry lip gloss was on my pillow.
56. A Juicy Bit
I was going through the airport metal detector when I found an orange juice in my bag. I had to drink it because it wouldn’t pass through the security being over the liquid limits allowed to enter a plane. Having finished it, I passed through the security. One hour later, as I was waiting to enter the plane. I found the same orange juice in my bag as though it had never been touched.
57. Well-Read
One time when I was maybe seven or eight, my mom was reading The Hobbit to me, and we got to a spot I had heard somewhere before. I told her I think she read this part already. She insisted we had never read it and went back to reading it to me, so I started saying the lines with her, word perfect. She stopped and looked at me while I continued quoting it flawlessly.
58. A Punch To The Arm
I woke up with a hole in my arm. Yes. a hole. Not a cut or something like that, but a 1/2 inch (3.8 centimeters) wide 1/2 inch (3.8 centimeters) deep hole. It was like it was punched out and the skin and tissue were missing. Adding to the weirdness, it didn't bleed that bad. A bit but not as bad as you would think. I went to urgent care to get it stitched up and everyone there kept asking me how it happened. Since I couldn't tell them, they got worried about infection and sent me to the ER.
59. A Message From The Universe
When I was 23, I went abroad to Barcelona for a workshop. The workshop was based in an obscure part of the city and I always thought I’d never be able to find that area again. Fast forward about 15 years, I score a job in Barcelona, get off the plane, and go to the hotel near my new office…and it’s across from said workshop.
I worked there for three years, and when that job ends, I move countries again for about five years. About a month ago, I was invited to interview for a job, and guess where the offices are? Yup, around the corner from the workshop that I thought I’d never find again. It’s got me wondering if it’s coincidence or if I should just move to that area until I work out why the universe keeps sending me there.
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60. Singing Along
My college roommate worked at the radio station and brought home albums right when they were released so that he could decide if he wanted to play anything from them and just for general enjoyment. One album he brought home was Sarah McLachlan’s Fumbling Toward Ecstasy. We listened together, enjoying it well enough, and when the fifth track, “Mary,” came on, I sang along, as I knew it by heart.
My roommate looked at me like I was crazy. I said, “Oh. I don’t know where it comes from, but I’ve known this song my whole life.” The song was written for that album, just like all the other tracks. It wasn’t a cover and had never been released before. It isn’t particularly important to me, it’s just that I remembered it the same way that I could remember the Carole King and Sheena Easton songs my parents played in the seventies.
It was just something I had always known. I’m a skeptic and this is clearly impossible. I have spent real time trying to find some reference to this track having been written well before the rest of the album and maybe covered or performed elsewhere, but I’ve found no such evidence. It is really unimportant but just so inexplicable.
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61. Missing Time
After a bath, I went to put on clothes, blacked out, and woke up on the floor, sitting upright against the sink and dressed. I have no idea what happened, didn't feel sore anywhere (like if I had fallen over), and it was as if I sat on the floor and dressed myself while I was unconscious. It felt like 20 minutes had passed, even though the bathroom still had steam in it.
62. Flight Of Fancy
I started bird watching this year and a couple of months ago I had a dream that I saw a violet-green swallow for the first time. It was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. Then a couple of weeks ago I saw a violet-green swallow in real life, and I felt like I had a mini spiritual experience seeing it. I even took a blurry picture.
63. As Seen On TV
When I lived with my dad, long before he passed, I was dozing off to sleep in my room while my TV was on low volume. At some point, my TV got super loud randomly, then low and then loud again. Thinking I was laying on the controller, I started searching for it. I spotted it on the floor and I adjusted the volume, then rotated the batteries in case of whatever and began to rest again.
A few moments later, it happened again and I sat up irritated. I'm thinking the batteries are low, so I go to turn off the TV—when my door suddenly swings open and my closet door creaks open. I just sat in bed frozen for a moment. I called for my dad and sister, thinking they might've opened my door for whatever reason.
There was no response, so I got up and hauled down the hall to my sister’s room. I woke her up and she was like, "whatever you big baby." Goes to my room, checks it out, and comes back. Her reply somehow made it even creepier. She tells me I need to stay in her room for the night. Never explained why, and refuses to tell me what she saw or heard.
64. Feeling It In The Bones
I had graduated high school and moved back to where I grew up as a young child. I moved in with my grandma. I had been visiting a chiropractor where I had lived previously due to injuries. Since coming here, I had been telling my grandma that I needed to find a chiropractor in that area as my back was giving me issues.
Too much powerlifting without proper instruction and wrestling had done a number on it. Then, the first weekend that I was there, we went to the grocery store to get some food. In one aisle a lady started talking to me like we already knew each other. I wondered for a little bit if it wasn't somebody from the church that I had attended as a child. Then she said something that made my stomach drop.
She told me never to go to the chiropractor. When I asked her about it, she told me that their adjustments can go wrong and there was a young man that she knew who died after having a spinal adjustment. This freaked me out a little bit because I had a spinal adjustment that actually allowed me to continue to play.
But this lady continued to tell me about how people had lost their lives after chiropractic adjustments. There was no lead-up to this conversation other than her saying that I looked athletic and might consider it. The second that the conversation ended my grandma walked back up to me and asked what I was doing. I told her I had just been talking to the lady right there.
I also mentioned how funny it was that she walked up to me talking about chiropractors after I had just told her an hour ago that I needed to find one. My grandma asked what lady I was talking about because she never saw me talking to one as I was perusing the items on that aisle. I turned to point her out but she wasn't there. I don't know if the conversation with my grandmother had lasted longer than I had thought or there was another explanation.
65. Getting Warm
I stayed in a luxurious resort on a small island with three of my friends when we were in high school. My friend's dad was the manager. This was a tiny island. You could walk around in less than a day and there were only a few suites. Very exclusive and it was far from the nearest town. At night, it would get really dark and peaceful.
The staff there always talked about how they have had strange or ghostly encounters throughout the years. Full disclosure, this island was used as a camp/hiding place for soldiers back in the day. It still has the lighthouse that they used and that's over hundreds of years old. Anyway, our room had two king-sized beds. In the middle of the night, while everyone else was asleep, I woke up suddenly and felt extremely hot.
I was sweating like crazy even though the A/C was on full blast and it was blowing straight at me. I felt something weird, like a presence, next to my side of the bed. I've never felt so scared in my entire life. I was shaking and sweating profusely. But what was really crazy was that only one side of my body was hot, the one by the edge of the bed. The other was cold.
I hid under the blanket and closed my eyes as hard as I could because I was afraid that if I opened them, I would see something. I felt the energy of that presence get closer to me, like we were face to face. I kept inching towards my friend who was sleeping next to me. After a while, it suddenly disappeared and I wasn't hot anymore. The next morning, I didn't mention it to anyone until they talked about how it was so cold in the bedroom that they were freezing the whole night.
Then I told them what I had felt that night. My friend who slept beside me got really quiet. She told me not to freak out but she woke up last night too, and she saw a girl standing next to my side of the bed and just staring right at me. I've never not believed in ghosts, but I also don't necessarily believe in them. But I just can't explain that night. It was the first time I had experienced a feeling I just couldn't explain or shake off. It still bothers me to this day.
66. School Boy Terror
I was around seven years old, and at the end of school we all had to line up in our year groups in the yard and we would be led by our teacher to the front of school and either onto the bus or picked up. The pathway from the back to the front of school was narrow, so we were all in single file. I was walking along, chatting and laughing with my friends in front and behind of me.
Next thing I know...I’m stood on the path completely alone. The teacher comes running back from around the front of the school and says, “Craig! Hurry, you’ll miss the bus!” I’d literally missed or skipped a few minutes of time.
67. Snowy Sighting
A friend and I were up at his mountain house. It was snowing and we were setting up some ramps at the bottom of a hill to do some snowboarding the next day. I accidentally dropped my keys while we were out there and did not notice until it got dark. We went back out to the trail to see if we could spot them and when we got out of the woods to a clearing, we saw a silhouette of a child on a hill across from us.
The kid was standing under a tree laughing. It was late, snowing, and cold so we were sketched out by it and kind of hustled back to the house. The next day we went back out, and there was a single gravestone on the top of the hill under the tree for a 12-year-old child. I am not someone who believes in ghosts but I have no explanation for what we saw. I am actually getting chills remembering it now.
68. Wibbly Wobbly Timey-Wimey
It was my senior year of high school, on my 30-minute lunch. My buddy and I drove all the way from my school to McDonald’s, which is normally about a 10-minute drive one way, so 20 minutes round trip. However, we stop by my house, which is in between the school and McDonald’s. I grab a shirt, change, leave, and we drive down the street.
While driving again, we get into an altercation with a guy who we flipped off for tailgating. His wife in the passenger seat starts yelling at him, we part ways. We finally get to McDonald’s and order food, and as we eat in the parking lot, we decide we are late regardless. We had no access to the time in my car and our phones were in our lockers at the school, but it’s been way over 30 minutes now.
Turns out this all occurred in 18 minutes on the dot. It’s freaking impossible, but it happened. My buddy and I still talk about it to this day, saying we went through a wormhole or something like that. Or my Nissan, rest in peace, could somehow time travel or slow down time.
69. In A Tizzy
I was running a smallish cargo ship from Washington to Alaska one night, I was alone on watch, and it was around 2 am. Inexplicably, the ship lost autopilot, radar, and started spinning. It was relative chaos until I was able to wake the captain and get things under control. This was near a dangerous reef as well. Three years later I married a man from Alaska and we moved to his cottage by the sea, and, from my kitchen window, I can see the spot where I spun out.
70. It’s Not In Your Head
My brother and I lived in a small apartment together with his girlfriend when we were in our late teens. One night, I woke up in the middle of the night crying about my brother’s girlfriend having a bandage around her head in the hospital, with my mother in the background screaming “She’s too young.” She then passed on in my dream.
I kept telling her she needed to get her head checked out and that I think something is wrong with her head, but she always reassured me she was fine. Nothing could be further from the truth. Fast forward four years. My brother walked up to me at work, bawling his eyes out. He’d been up all night crying.
Apparently, his girlfriend’s mother hit her with her door of her car and she hit her head on the concrete. She passed from a brain hemorrhage. I loved that woman, she was so innocent and beautiful.
71. Rewinding Up
I was driving from Northern California to Southern California through the middle of the night about a decade ago. I was tired, and the scenery along the freeway through the central valley isn't very interesting. I remember passing an old silo, looking at my car clock and it was 3:17 in the morning. I drove some more, passed a powerline, and it was 3:21.
I blinked, shuffled in my seat, and passed that same old silo, and it was back to 3:17. I was in disbelief. I just stared at my clock for a few moments. I drove a little bit more, passed the same powerline, and it was again 3:21. I don't know why or how, but I went backward by about four minutes. I have never experienced anything similar or since.
72. Clowning Around
I have one that I wish I had an answer for because I’d really just like to know what was going on. It was Christmas night and I was hanging out with a friend after we were done with our family get-togethers. We were just driving around listening to music, and I was looking out the window, people-watching. We drove up next to a four-door sedan and there was a family inside; a man, a woman, and two small children.
But they were all dressed as clowns. Like big, poufy red wigs, white faces, red noses, the works. The weirdness of seeing a car full of clowns and also seeing them on Christmas really freaked me out and I started screaming at my friend to look over. He’s afraid of clowns, so needless to say, he lost his mind, and as we were sitting there freaking out they all looked over into our car.
That caused him to really freak and he sped off. Why the heck were those people dressed as clowns!? Is there a weird association between clowns and Christmas I don’t know about!?
73. A Pressing Concern
You know how on cold days inside your car you can breathe on the window and draw on the glass? Well, I got in my car, and as I looked at the windshield, I saw a few small baby handprints. I thought that it was strange that someone would let a baby play on my car’s windshield. I had an urge to touch the baby prints and as I touched it, I wiped away the handprints. The handprints were made from inside of my locked car.
74. Total Recall
I occasionally have dreams where a few months or weeks down the line, I experience that moment. But I always forget what the dream was about right up until it happens. My first experience was in sixth grade, when I had a dream where I was having a conversation with my teacher. At the time I was sat in the back of the class, and that was about when I had the dream.
Fast forward two and a half weeks, and I've been moved to the front of the class and it happens. There she is, taking to me about some work I need to do because I was absent for a few days, and then I have this déjà vu moment and as she's speaking. I'm staring blankly at her remembering this conversation. I told her and her reaction was the exact same as in my dream, facial expressions and all.
To this day I still occasionally have these dreams and moments, and to this day there's no way in heck I can explain them.
75. Best Laid Plans
Since I was a child, I’d had a nightmare about this haunted house and, specifically, the balcony and upstairs. The upstairs floor plan was such that there was a hallway running horizontally, with each door to the left facing the balcony. I would be extremely unnerved in my dream, walking down this hallway, the hair on my neck standing up, just feeling the presence of evil.
In 2019, my wife and I went to an architect to design a house for us to build in the Acadian/Creole style. The upstairs floor plan was exactly like the one in my nightmare. We scrapped the plans. And it’s a good thing—we all know how 2020 turned out. I feel like someone was warning me not to build that house ever since I was a child.
76. Specters At Dawn
This happened to me several years ago, while I was living in California and working at a great job in a downtown coffeehouse. I loved everything about that job: I worked with fantastic people, and our shop was located in the city's historic district in a very old, very beautiful building that had once been a hotel in the 1800s, but had since been converted into apartments, lofts, and of course, the big coffeehouse on the main floor.
Being an early bird and living only a couple of blocks away from the coffeehouse, I was always scheduled to work the opening shift, which started at 4:15 AM. It was the most unpopular shift, but it happened to be my absolute favorite one because I loved walking to work in the quiet of the early mornings as the rest of the city was sound asleep.
Normally, downtown was quite loud and busy, full of people and constant activity, but in the early hours of the morning, it was still and silent and I felt as if I was the only person in existence, walking through a ghost town. Every day I arrived about 10 or 15 minutes early for my shift and would wait for my manager on the patio outside of the shop.
It was always just the two of us working that early shift, and my manager was often running a little bit behind and never arrived before I did, but I didn't mind at all. I liked to spend some time by myself on the patio outside of the darkened shop gathering my thoughts while I waited for him to walk up with his keys to unlock the doors. But one day, everything changed.
One morning, as I was walking to work and approaching our building, I noticed that the coffeehouse was brightly lit up, as all the lights were already turned on and shining through the store's giant glass windows. I was about 10 minutes early that morning, so I was very surprised to see that my manager had arrived before me and had already started opening up the shop.
I walked up to the glass door and pulled on the handle to let myself in, only to find that it was locked shut. That wasn't really unusual, as we often kept the doors of the employee entrance and main entrance locked while we got everything ready for the day and went through our morning procedures until 5 a.m., which was our official opening time.
What was unusual, though, was the sound of music I could clearly hear drifting through the speakers inside the store. This was during the holiday season, so we were playing Christmas music throughout the day, but we never turned it on until around 9:00 or so in the morning, out of respect for the all tenants living in the apartments above us.
But on this particular morning, I could hear the Christmas music already playing its familiar loop at a rather high volume inside the store. I thought it was odd, but decided that maybe my manager was just feeling extra festive that day and wanted to listen to some tunes while we worked. I knocked on the employee entrance door and waited for my manager to come and let me in. I looked through the glass and watched for him.
He didn't come, so I knocked again and waited some more. Now I start getting a really bad feeling. He still didn't appear, so I knocked again. And again. I then walked to the main entrance doors and tried knocking on those, with no luck. I checked my watch and saw that I had five minutes until I needed to clock in. I knocked again, much louder this time, and looked inside through the glass door for any signs of my manager.
And that's when I heard the muffled sound of voices coming from the back of the store, where the kitchen of our coffee shop was located. At that quiet, early hour in the morning, every sound seems to be amplified, and what I could distinctly hear was two male voices talking and laughing together. That was very unusual, as I had mentioned before that it was normally just me and my manager who opened up the shop, but I figured someone had probably just needed to pick up an extra shift.
I knocked yet again and continued to listen to the sounds coming from the coffee shop. The men kept talking and laughing (loudly). They seemed to be having a really great time. In addition to the music and the talking and the laughter, I began to hear the sound of clanging dishes and also the sprayer of the three-compartment steel kitchen sink being turned on and off, which was very, very unusual as there would be no dishes to wash before the store had even opened. But something else bothered me more.
I was also confused as to why my manager—and whoever was with him—were in the kitchen in the back of the store, because so much of our opening procedures—setting up the pastry case, brewing the coffee, preparing everything for the espresso machine—were done at the front of the store, where I was waiting to be let inside.
At this point, I was getting a bit irritated as I was supposed to start work in just a few minutes and I needed to punch in on our time clock. I hated clocking in late for work. I dug out my phone and dialed my manager's cell number. He didn't pick up. So, I dialed the number to our coffee shop instead, and the two phones inside the shop—one in the back office and one up front by the register—started ringing.
Once. Twice. Three rings and no answer. Now four rings. And five. I hung up and immediately dialed again, annoyed that they were making such a racket in there with the music and all the talking and the laughter that they probably couldn't even hear the phone at all. Just as before, nobody answered. I hung up and re-dialed the store for the third time.
The phone rang and rang and went unanswered, and so I banged on the door yet again, to no avail. I looked at my watch. I was officially late for work. As I was standing in front of the locked door with my phone against my ear, becoming more and more irritated, I noticed a pair of headlights reflecting in the glass, rolling up behind me. I turned around and saw something I did not expect at all.
It was my manager. "I'm so sorry I'm late," he said as he climbed out of the driver's seat and shut his car door and hustled up to the shop's entrance. "I tried to get here as fast as I could," he said, as he moved toward me and fumbled with his keys trying to find the one to the shop door. "You're mad," he said, "I can tell. I'm really sorry."
Completely confused, I put my phone away and turned to head into the store with him. And that's when I lost my breath for a minute. The coffee shop was totally dark. None of the lights were on. Not one single light. And it was completely quiet. The Christmas music had stopped and so had the voices and laughter—all of the loud noise had disappeared.
Every sound I had been listening to just seconds before had suddenly vanished. "I promise I'll be here on time tomorrow," my manager said as he fit his key into the lock. "I'll even be early! You'll be shocked!" Little did he know that I could not possibly be more shocked to see him than I was at that very moment, as he opened the door to the silent, completely empty coffeehouse.
77. Berry Scary
Once, as a kid, I was at a friend's house after school. It was a sunny day so we, with his younger brother, went to the park near his house, then through the woods there. In these woods, beside the path, there were red berries on the ground. The berries had been arranged into three stick figures, which was weird as there were three of us.
We got back to the house, and my friend and I decided to go back to take another look while his brother stayed at the house. When we got back there were only two stick figures. My friend snapped a photo on his phone then kicked the berries and we ran back to the house. I have no idea what was going on; was it just some kind of prank being pulled on us?
78. An Act Of God
I used to collect cards as a kid—baseball cards, hockey cards, comic book cards, etc. I was collecting cards from the original Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles movie at the time and there was only one card missing in my set. I couldn’t get my hands on it no matter how many packs I bought, and I was getting more than a little obsessed.
My family was on a road trip and I was in the back seat with the window open. A truck passed us on the highway and there was a huge gust of wind. My one missing Ninja Turtles card blew into the open window and landed on my lap.
79. Doppelgänger Houseguest
In college, I was roommates with my childhood best friend for about two years. We are very trusting of each other; we would go into each other’s room freely and grab whatever we needed. We would borrow clothes, hairbrushes, perfume, etc. There were no questions asked, just a knock if we were in the room to let each other know we were going in.
Our rooms are across the hall from each other, with the hall facing the kitchen. So, from the kitchen you could see down the hall where our rooms were. At the time my friend had very long black hair and she’s very fair-skinned. One day, I get home from work, with my headphones in my ears talking to my mom about my day.
I go in the kitchen and grab a snack. I see her walk out of her room and go into mine, leave my room and go back into hers. She looks like she has just gotten out of the shower, her hair is soaking wet and she is wrapped in a white towel. Her long black wet hair is what I distinctly remember. Also, she makes no eye contact with me but I don’t think it was weird.
I don’t say anything to her since borrowing each other’s stuff was normal. I’m still on the phone with my mom so I don’t think much of it. I grab my snack, hang up with my mom and go into my room to watch TV. I figure she’s getting ready to go somewhere and we’ll talk later. About an hour passes and I go to the kitchen to clean the plate I ate on.
I see her in the kitchen making something to eat and I tell her, “Hey, what did you grab from my room earlier? Did you find what you needed?” She looks at me like I was crazy and says, “What are you talking about?” So, I say, “Yeah, earlier when I got home, I saw you go into my room and grab something. Did you get what you needed? Sorry, I didn’t say hi. I was on the phone with my mom.”
She asks me if I’m sure I saw her. I said that I was a 100% certain. That's when all the blood drained from her face. She tells me to grab my phone and go to her car as soon as possible, that she needs to show me something. I had my phone on me, and she grabbed my keys from the kitchen counter along with her purse, and she dragged me out the front door and into her car.
She then tells me that she got home maybe five minutes before we started talking. She had spent the night at her boyfriend’s and hadn’t been home all day. So, she has no idea who I saw. I’ll never forget the look on her face when she told me this. Complete fear and panic. She called the authorities and they came along with the apartment manager.
They checked the whole apartment and found no one. There was nothing amiss. And they were in there a while checking every nook and cranny. The manager got maintenance to change our locks and gave us new keys that day. My friend then tells me that for a week she’d been hearing noises from her bathroom like bottles moving.
However, whenever she went to check she found nothing. I have no idea who I saw going in and out of our rooms, but it looked exactly like my friend. I don’t drink or use substances. I am not on medication. This was in 2014 and I still freak out when I think about it.
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80. Follow The White Rabbit
When I was first teaching myself to speak Croatian, I would come home every day from work with a few new words in my vocabulary and the day I learned the word for "rabbit," ("zec") I came home to my dog bouncing through a few feet of snow like a rabbit, so I nicknamed her "bielo zec," or "white rabbit" in Croatian. I called her that literally a half dozen times or so that day when there was no one around.
Later that day, my 10-year-old sister with Down syndrome came home from school. She doesn't speak English (or any other language) very well and she has trouble pronouncing more than a word or two at a time. But when she came home, she went right up stairs to my room, pointed at my dog, and to my absolute astonishment, she VERY CLEARLY said "white rabbit."
I had never called the dog that in English, and that was the first day I ever heard the Croatian word for rabbit, so there is nowhere for my little sister to have heard this before. Needless to say, the experience gave me goose bumps. My sister has continued to surprise the family and keep us guessing about the nature of our reality.
81. Bee In The Bonnet
I had a dream about bees chasing me. The next day I had to climb out of my basement window to escape bees that broke into my parents’ house and were blocking the only way upstairs and to the only doors to the outside. That bee dream that I had the night before was way too premonition-like to be a mere, freaky coincidence.
82. Higher, Further, Faster, More
In middle school, some friends and I were skating to the mall. We were in the street in a residential area when a car backed out of a driveway right in front me, on the right hand side of the street. There were cars parked at the curb so I couldn't see it coming until the back fender was already in front of me. Stupidly, I veered to my right, hit the curb and left my board, airborne and on a pretty flat trajectory.
I closed my eyes and braced for impact, and landed on my back in the grassy front yard of the guy who backed out in front of me. It knocked the wind out of me, but it wasn't too bad. When I sat up and looked around, I nearly had a heart attack. I was on the other side of a fence, wrought iron and brick with hedges, and had to be 10 feet from where I hit the curb.
There is no way I should've cleared both his car, the fence, the hedges and everything.
83. Blink And Miss
One night, while driving home, my best friend and I had to exit off of the highway to use the restroom. We pulled up to a Denny's that was super busy—it was around 2am/last call—and it looked like the line to the restroom was about five guys long. We knew it was going to take forever to get through that line, so we decided to run around the back and just go behind the dumpster.
While back there, we talked about going back in and grabbing a bite to eat, since we really had no reason to rush. We agreed to go back in just to grab something small and see if we ran into anyone we knew. Then we walked back to the front...It was closed. Not just for the night, but like it had been out of business for months.
It was completely dark—no people, abandoned. We both paused and looked at each other with that look on our faces like, "Wasn't this place packed and running when we pulled up?" To this day some people don’t believe us. We worked in nightlife, so we had had a drink or two at the most, but we never drove while drinking.
We weren't on any substances or meds or sleep-deprived. It was literally like an alternate universe/reality had slipped into our timeline. We got pronto out of there. This was over 20 years ago, and we both still talk about it and remember it like it was yesterday.
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84. Night Moves
I was in my bedroom. It was winter, and night time, so the windows were shut, all doors were shut, no fans on, and no breeze basically. I think this is a thing other girls do, or maybe I just got it from my mother, but my bra was hanging vertically from the closet doorknob, like one of the straps was on the doorknob and the bra just hung down vertically.
It had been there like that all night. Out of nowhere, it swung like a pendulum, from completely motionless, to almost a 45-degree angle to the left, then to the right, back to the left, and did this a few times before coming back to a complete stop. It’s really weird, and doesn’t make any sense. There was nothing happening that could have caused that motion.
It also swung in such a stiff way. It didn’t twist or turn, just like a pendulum, back and forth a few times, then stopped. No idea what it was.
85. Wedding Bells
My mom, when I was nine years old, pointed to a six-year-old girl at a school function and said to me, “She’s going to play a big part in my family’s future.” Truer words were never said. Little did we know how true that prediction would turn out to be. Mom reminded me 16 years later, what she had foretold, when I married the said girl.
86. Recurring Dream
I had a dream when I was about seven where I got a T-shirt and hated it. In my dream, I decided to throw it away in a corner of my room in a pile of other stuff. About four years later, I got another shirt in real life exactly like the one I threw away in my dream. A couple of nights after I got the new shirt, I had a dream where I went to the corner of the room where I threw the shirt away and picked it back up, and starting wearing it.
Not unexplainable, but it was bizarre to know that I remembered such a random dream four years later.
87. Out Of Body Experience
When I was three years old, we had multiple houses on the Commune with swimming pools. I remember standing on the side of the pool and watching a kid floating in the water, drowning—then I saw a man come running from the house, dive into the water and save the kid from drowning. Then, when I was 14 years old, we were living near Lake Tahoe and a guy came to the house one day.
I answered the door and he greeted me with, "Do you remember who I am? I am the one who pulled you out of the pool that day on the commune and saved you from drowning." The kid in the pool was me—I was standing outside my body and watched all this happen.
88. Let’s Play A Game
When I was young, probably around ten years old, we kept all of our family board games in my bedroom closet. They were on a shelf that was much taller than me and I would have to reach to get them on my tippy toes. Over time, they started to dust up because I was the youngest and my older siblings were always out and about and didn’t care for our games anymore.
They were there for so long that I knew where each game was because I saw them every time I needed to grab a shirt. One night I’m sleeping in my bed, I’m still preteen at this point, but I’m sleeping and wake up to a super loud crashing noise in my closet, as if something fell or broke in there. Now I’m young, it’s dark, and I can’t really see anything so I’m absolutely terrified right now.
My door is closed and everyone is asleep, so there’s no possible way someone is in my closet right now for any reason. I was so scared that I was paralyzed, can’t move and I start to sweat. I was NOT about to go into the dark and open the door, and I wasn’t going to get up and turn on the light. I was just paralyzed. Eventually, I sit long enough in fear that I do fall asleep.
The next day, I wake up and look in my closet. I actually see a game on the ground, open with pieces lying everywhere as if it did fall off the shelf. But there was a reason it made me even more terrified. The game was one of the ones stacked under three or four others, and those were still up there, stacked just without the one on the bottom.
Those games had ALL been sitting there for months and months now, so there’s no way it was in a position to fall or anything like that, and there’s no way in the middle of the night an older sibling was coming into my room, into my closet, and throwing a game on the ground, then staying in there afterward long enough for me to fall asleep again before leaving.
So strange. I still remember the fear and confusion of that night as a kid, and have no idea how that happens. Or why. Why did that happen?
89. Just Delivering
One time I was in my apartment, really sick with a fever and vomiting. My husband was pulling a double shift and I was home alone. I went to go make a can of soup earlier that day but didn't turn off the gas burners completely. I fell asleep on the couch for hours, and woke up to a man in my living room. He told me that he had just dropped off my General Tsao chicken in my kitchen and that it was getting cold.
I'm looking at him thinking, “When did I let you in?” I was so out of it that I had no idea if I had ordered food or not but I know that I never paid him. He insisted that I get up right away. Completely out of it, I was not fazed by his pushiness. I walked into the kitchen, looking for my food, and realized my gas burners were on.
They had been on for almost ten hours straight. All my neighbors were smokers, and my lights in the house were on. I quickly opened the windows to let the gas dissipate into the air. When I came back to ask him where he had put the food, he was gone. He was solid as can be, real, and probably hung around for what felt like five to ten minutes so I'd get myself up off the couch.
90. Banking On It
I was at a gas station getting a coffee. I went to pay for my coffee and I tap my card, and the lady at the till tells me it was declined. I try inserting it with my pin because maybe my tap wasn't working. The lady said it was declined again. There was no one else in the gas station at that time, so I’m like "Hold up. Let me check my online banking."
I had just gotten paid and knew I had money. I go to my online banking…and it says that I paid. I show her the transaction and she starts insisting that it didn't go through on her end. Like okay lady, I am not paying for the same coffee twice. Eventually, she lets me go and says she will check her settlement later. Next day, I go in to grab another coffee and the lady tells me that I stole the coffee the other night but doesn't make me pay for it.
I am angry because I just got a lecture when I know the money for the coffee came out of my account. I check my online banking later and there was no transaction for the coffee....
91. Easter Dad
I woke up on Easter morning to see my dad walk into my room and into my closet with his work clothes on. I kept asking him what he was doing but he wouldn't respond to me. He went in and shut the door. I ran into my mom's bedroom to see if she knew what was happening but she wasn't there. So, I went down the steps and they were both sitting at the table in the kitchen. My dad has his plain white T-shirt on and a pair of shorts like normal, no work clothes in sight.
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92. Secrets Locked Away
My grandparents own a small cabin that my family uses from time to time. In the basement is a small laundry room, with a deadbolt that locks on the inside and with only one entrance. No windows. One day, my brother and I were watching TV and my mom comes and gets us. She tells us to go outside and wait for her there.
She comes out and calls my dad who was running errands, and then the authorities. Apparently, the laundry room downstairs is locked from the inside. We were not staying with anyone else. Officers come and get the door open. They revealed a chilling truth: No one was in there. It's a deadbolt so you literally cannot lock it from the outside. That was probably 15 years ago, and I still think about it all the time.
93. Hello From The Other Side
When I was seven months pregnant with my first baby, when my granddad, the man who helped raise me, passed away. So, my daughter never met him and I honestly never spoke of him much as it was too sad for me. As a baby she would often wave and smile at our hallway if she sat on my bed. I thought she was looking at flickering sunlight, but then she would wave and giggle at the same spot no matter where in the house she was.
When she was a toddler, she would say things like, “No, sorry, I can’t play now. I have to eat my brekkie,” or “Ha-ha! You’re making me laugh!” When I asked her who she was talking to you she would just say, “The nice man.” So, I assumed it was an imaginary friend. This only happened once a month or so. When my daughter was two, I had another baby and my mother came to stay with us for a while.
At this time, my oldest daughter started talking to this man every day at breakfast, always facing the hallway where the sunlight came in. I heard her telling him about her new sister. My mam was amused listening to her and asked her who it was. I expected her to just say, “The nice man,” like she always did, but she looked my mother straight in the eye, pointed at her, and said “It’s your daddy, Nana. Say hi!”
My mam dropped the cup of tea she was making and just stood speechless. I was the same. I don’t believe in ghosts but at the same time, my daughter had never met him and if I ever referred to him, I would have called him my grandad; my toddler would never know he was my mother’s father. My mam just welled up with tears and said, “Can you tell him I said hi back?”
My daughter just said, “Okay,” and continued eating her cereal. It was so freaky I will never forget it. She’s four now and still sometimes says “Hi,” to the nice man in the hallway when the sun shines through.
94. Playing Prophet
I remember begging my mom not to drive to the beach this one day, because I’d had a really awful and eerie dream that she’d get into an accident. Instead of asking me how I knew that’s where she was going, she told me to enjoy my day at school. I was proven right in the worst way possible. When my grandmother walked into my classroom to collect me, I burst into tears instantly.
All that dread I’d carried all day just came out. I ran over and asked if mom and my sisters were okay. Her and my teacher exchanged weird looks and I was taken home. Thankfully, my family somehow made it out unscathed despite having a telephone pole land on the center of the car. Still, I really wish my mom had listened to me.
95. Passing Through
When I was nine years old, my best friend and I were crossing a busy street on the way home from school. Normally we were careful, but I was distracted by a black cat following us down the road. We stopped and she bent down to pat him while I turned around to cross the street, not thinking to look both ways. A silver car was directly to my right, about to hit me.
I froze up, like a deer in headlights. My friend was screaming. Then suddenly it happened. The car was now on my left. It didn't swerve and wasn't just in another lane—the car was just suddenly on my other side, speeding away. I ran across the rest of the road and my friend asked how I had passed through the car. Everything looked a bit strange; her shape too was fuzzy and doubled.
It was a clear day and the sun was shining, even though it had been overcast and windy on the other side of the road. When I glanced back, the black cat was staring at me from the other side. Then he just strolled away.
96. Playing Hooky
In high school, I remember going to English and the teacher did roll call. She called my name and I raised my hand and said, "I'm here," then she stopped. The eeriest thing happened next. The teacher looked around and said, "So he's not here then?" My friend and I laughed because I was obviously here. I thought she might be messing with me.
That night, though, my mom got a call telling her I wasn't at classes today. I was actually marked absent. I go back to school the next day and tell my friend, "Mrs. English Teacher actually counted me absent" and he just said, "Why wouldn't she?" Though to myself "Ha ha, you're not funny" but I just let it slide because I thought again I was being messed with.
Then one of my other friends sits down and asks, "You feeling better today? Or were you just playing hooky?" I was so confused. Then I go to my first hour and that teacher hands me the work I supposedly missed from that day. I looked in my bag and had the same stuff, the guide and assignments, already there. To. This. Day. I don't know if I missed that day of school or not
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97. Listening In
My husband worked for a small old folks’ home. They only had three residents and his aunt ran the place. I had college classes nearby and would often come hang out for a few hours at the end of his shift and visit with the residents. One night my husband got the residents to bed and went downstairs to collect his paycheck while I turned off the lights.
As I reached the top of the stairs, I turned to look into the hallway leading to the residents’ rooms. Standing outside the room of one of the residents was a woman. She was wearing an old pale green Victorian style dress, and had her ear pressed to the door. I opened my mouth to say something, and she looked directly at me, put a finger to her lips, and shushed me.
I turned and practically fell down the stairs, sprinting to the owner's office. She took in the expression on my face and said the words that still haunt me: “You saw the woman in green.” It was not a question. I confirmed what she had said, and she asked whose room she had been interested in. When I told her, she nodded and sighed. I was confused, but it wasn't long until I understood.
The next morning, the owner called us to let us know that the target resident had been found comatose in her bed. She passed away later that day.
98. Strange Happenings
You know the creepy child in a horror movie, the one who doesn't smile and just stares at you? I saw one at an IKEA one time. It just stared at me as if it can penetrate my soul with its eyes. I thought that was the end of it, but I was so, so wrong. I went to a wedding the following week, and there's that kid again, looking creepy as ever because now he's wearing a bow tie.
I asked its parent if they were at IKEA or if by any chance this kid could have been at IKEA last week. They said no. This kid's parents were actually nice. At the reception, they said they have a single friend they wanted me to meet. It turned out it was my first girlfriend's sister.
99. A Helping Pinkie Finger
My two-year-old toddler went to a two-hour class three times a week at the local church. This was in Rutherfordton, North Carolina. I should mention that this church was on the main road through town, which often had logging trucks carrying tons of wood driving on it. I went to pick up my son one day, and I could see he had been crying.
He had puffy, red eyes, and he confirmed as much when he said, “Mommy, I cried!” His teacher looked equally distraught. She said, “I need you to stay after class.” A few of the other kids were still there, waiting for their moms. I sat there with my son, and my heart was pounding. Had he bitten another child or something?
That wasn’t like him, but with kids you never know. All the students finally left, and his teacher turned to me and said, “As you know, we had an outing today.” I had signed a release form for the outing, which was for them to leave the school and walk next door to look at the fountain. She continued, “We used the buddy system walking over and back, but once I got to the classroom and counted the kids, I realized one was missing.”
By now, the teacher was almost crying herself. As I said, this church was on a main road. My child had somehow gotten separated from the others, and was alone, unsupervised, for five to ten minutes just yards from a busy main road with fully loaded lumber diesel trucks whizzing by. The teacher continued, “I ran as fast as I could to go look for him. He was standing at the main door, pounding at it to get in and screaming. I’m so sorry.”
Apparently, he had somehow found his way back to the main building, standing outside until someone found him. At this point, my son piped up. “The pink lady helped me!” I gathered my son up and took him home, telling his teacher that it was okay, these things happened, thank God it turned out fine, etc. I felt bad that she was so upset, but I was rattled to the core.
It was terrifying just imagining my toddler running loose next to a busy street, and he was clearly traumatized by it. On the way home, I asked him, “Who is the pink lady?” At that time, if he didn’t know someone’s name, he’d identify them by what color they were wearing, so the pink lady must have been wearing pink clothing.
I wanted to know who this was, because if she “helped” him, as he said, then this person found a lost toddler, led my son up to the outside of a building, and just left him there without trying to find an adult or even opening the door to let him inside. What adult would do that? My son knew the names of all the people at the school, so this was a stranger to him.
When my husband got home, I told him the whole story, with my son again babbling about a “pink lady.” My husband got a very strange look on his face and said, “You know, my grandmother was buried in her favorite pink dress.”
100. The Uninvited
Once, I walked into my living room from the hallway and saw my mom in the kitchen pouring a bowl of something. She was fully clothed, which is important to the story. I said. “Hey what are you doing?” Her response unnerved me. She ignored me, put something in the fridge, and walked into her room without a word.
I was rattled, honestly, because something felt off. But I convinced myself she didn’t hear me and walked into my room. Not even two minutes, later she walks into my room, soaking wet, in a towel, and tells me she had fallen asleep in the bathtub and had just woken up. Weirdest moment ever. I get chills just thinking about it now.
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