My grandparents had a grandfather clock…for as long as I remember. Every hour on the hour…it sang its little song and rang its little bells. Never any issues, never broke, always on the hour. The day my grandpa died-that changed. He died at 4:23. Later that evening we all went to be with my grandma at her house and she said something was wrong with the clock. Instead of the song playing with it turned to a new hour….it was doing it at the :23rd minute of each hour….every hour. Just switched up. My dad wanted to take it to the clock repair but my grandma said it made her feel like her husband was still there. So she kept it. My grandma has long since passed…and my dad now has the grandfather clock….which still plays its bells at the 23rd minute of each hour.

I was having a rough time and was just in a terrible mood worse than usual, thinking a lot about how I‘d lost track of what was important in life, and how lost i was feeling in general. Just a super rough day, couple things went wrong and it just unraveled my whole mood into a cathartic mess. Happens to the best of us lol.

But the weird part is the next morning my mom called me out of the blue, apparently she had a terrible dream that I got lost somewhere and everyone was looking for me. She said she figured I was probably fine but it was so real and disturbing she had to call and make sure. Which isn’t something that happens regularly. Nope not lost just really felt like it lol. Probably just a coincidence but feels like she picked up on something. Moms can have some crazy powers I swear.

I love telling this story! So when I was in college (this was around 2007) I had a little one bedroom apartment off campus all to myself. It had a living room and kitchen, and then a bedroom with its own door.

Well one day, I met a girl in one of my classes who had the exact same book interests that I did (vampire romance mostly lol) and she offered to let me come by her place and borrow a couple. She lent me 3 books total. I went back to my apartment and when I went to bed, I decided to flip through the books to see if they were any good.

My bed was probably about 2-3 feet off the ground due to risers so that drawers could be stored underneath so I was a little higher up than a regular bed. I start flipping through the books and I read a couple pages of the first one, okay seems cool, then I toss it on the floor because I didn’t have a bedside table. I hear the book plop on the floor but can’t see it because of the height. I do the same with the second book, read the first couple pages to get a feel for it then toss it, hearing the “plop” as it hit the ground. But the 3rd book did something different. I read the first couple pages and decided it was time to go to bed, so I toss it on the floor but instead of the usual “plop” sound, it sounded… weird. That’s the only way I can describe it, it just made a slightly different sound. I assumed the third book had just hit one of the others or landed funny, I didn’t think much of it and turned off the lights and went to bed.

Well in the morning, I get up and there are only 2 books on the floor. The 3rd book I tossed is nowhere to be found. I start tearing my room apart. My room wasn’t messy or cluttered, I didn’t have a whole lot to my name at the time. But the 3rd book was just gone. So I think to myself that’s pretty weird, but I figure it’ll eventually turn up. It never did, and I had to explain to this girl that I somehow lost her book which was embarrassing in and of itself because I pride myself on taking care of other people’s things. 6 months later I moved out and I intentionally searched every single nook and cranny of the apartment for that book, because I could not stop thinking about it. I never found it.

Details: I lived on the third floor, I had a chain on my door so no one could have snuck in during the night. I’m an extremely light sleeper, I have absolutely no history of sleep walking or mental illness lol. But that book disappearing literally opened up my mind to the possibility that there’s so much more to this world.

I unfortunately do not remember the name of the book but I remember the cover had an image of a table covered in lots of gold fabric and a candelabra.

I’ve had a few experiences that are way more intense in life than this but was just thinking about this again last night so I’ll share it here.

About three to six months after my mother passed away, my wife was at work and I was in a small apartment built next to my parents’ house. There’s no interior connection between the two, you have to go outside. Between their immediate connecting walls is a laundry room.

That day, my dad suddenly rushed out of his house and knocked hard on my door. He was very visibly shaken and asked if I had heard anything. He told me that while sitting in his recliner watching TV, he heard my mother scream his name from the laundry room, like she urgently needed help. He was crying and clearly disturbed. I told him honestly that I hadn’t heard anything and hadn’t been making any noise. This bothered him for weeks. About a year later, my dad passed away.

A few months after that, my wife and I were cleaning out my parents’ house. She was near the kitchen/living room area by the laundry room. I was at the opposite end of the house in my parents’ bedroom closet, boxing up clothes.

As soon as I lifted a box, I heard my wife scream my name loud, panicked, and unmistakable. It was not in my head. I dropped the box and ran toward the laundry room, fully expecting to find her injured.

She wasn’t there.

I went outside and found her sitting calmly on a bench by the front door, smoking a cigarette. She said she hadn’t screamed and had no idea what I was talking about. It was real man. 100 percent real.

I had chills the entire time. I still do when I think about it. I don’t have an explanation.

I had a moment where I was chatting to my Mom and she said she wanted to tell me something. Immediately as if someone took over my body I said "you were married before you married Dad?" She stares at me and asked how I knew she was going to say that. I never knew or heard from anyone that my Mom had been married, that was not our topic of discussion, and it literally felt like I was possessed and it just got blurted out. All I remember is it felt strange like I was not in control of my body for a brief moment. Freaked me out.

At my mom's house: every human (5 adults) and animal (2 teacup sized dogs) were together in the living room. About 20 mins into chatting, a dog toy is literally thrown from the kitchen... like, overhand throw. It landed in the middle of all of us, and for context it was a rubber ball about the size of a grapefruit.

But there was no one there, and both dogs were with us - like in my/my mom's lap the whole time. They also aren't big enough to launch a ball from that height, it came flying over the kitchen counter. No person left the room at all, even for a sec, so it def wasnt anyone of us. We were so freaked out we searched the whole property for about half an hour looking for the source - never found it.

I've had a lot of spooky experiences over the years, I don't believe in ghosts really but my family always joke that ghost activity spikes when I'm around LOL

This happened a little more than twenty years ago but I still think about it all the time.

Was with a group of friends on a rooftop patio area of a small apartment complex late one night when almost everyone seemed to notice something appear suddenly across the street - what I can only describe as a “blob” of bright light that hovered momentarily outside an apartment window before shooting up into the night sky at an absolutely incredible speed. From window to space in what seemed like less than a second.

There was a brief moment of silence and awe from the group before everyone started freaking out about what we’d just witnessed. If no one else had noticed, I absolutely would’ve chalked it up to some weird lapse in my vision.

Now, this part is purely speculative but about 10 mins later an ambulance pulled up to the building and paramedics went inside. Within the group we all wondered if someone had passed and what we witnessed was their soul exiting their body. For what it’s worth I’m not a religious person and am not convinced there’s even such a thing as a soul… but that moment has always made me wonder. We waited as long as we could before we had to go back inside but never saw the paramedics exit, and there was little view of the inside of the apartment via the window where we saw the light appear.

I’ve always wondered if anyone out there has seen something similar. Seeing this post I figured I’d share and find out!

I also had an experience involving my keys. I got up early to go to work and couldnt find my keys. I started tearing through my purse, searching the apartment. I got a ride to work that day and kept obsessively going through my purse. I looked for days and finally paid $150 to get a new car key made. Hours after paying for the new key, I put my hand in the zippered pouch of my purse and pull out my keys. I was shocked because I had searched and emptied that purse looking for them many times. I even checked the lining of the purse in case they slipped through a hole, but nothing.

So, about sixteenish years ago, my now-husband and I were renting this little house in Pensacola. One day I was there alone, washing the dishes and watching tv. Our sink had an overhead window and when standing there facing it, I could turn my head to the left and see the tv in the livingroom.
That day, I also had a crockpot of chili on the counter to my right. It had a short cord and was pushed back against the wall. Anyway, so I'm standing with my body facing the window as I wash dishes, but with my head turned to the left to see the tv in the livingroom, with the crockpot on the counter to my right, out of sight when my head was turned but within arm's reach, and I'm suddenly startled by this big crash.

I look behind me and the crockpot of chili is upside down in the middle of the kitchen floor. Not near the counter where I was, no longer plugged in (shortness of the cord didn't even let it reach the edge of the counter), and smack in the middle of the kitchen floor, upside down, somehow with all the chili still inside it. It didn't splatter out and the lid was on the other side of the room.

I have no idea how it happened. It was literally within arm's reach of me, and I didn't bump it, nor was the counter wet. I didn't hear anything scrape or slip or anything but the crash of the moment it hit the floor.

I picked it up and all the chili came out and spread across the floor and it was a pain to clean up but I was just speechless the whole time.

I still have no idea. We called it our "countergeist" after that.

I had a basketball sized orb of gold light fly up to me in the jungle. It hovered and looked at me. There wasn't a bug or anything in the middle. It was just light. A conscious flying ball of light. It lit uo the whole area and I wasn't scared at all. My friend had seen one the previous year in the same location and I thought she was just "woo woo" until I had the same thing happen to me. There's definitely more to this world than we can see

I’m a very alert and defensive driver. I live where I turn onto a road that is flat and clear.

It is easy to check — no obstructions, and I have a passenger who also checks and declares if their side is clear — there is no other turn out nearby.

And yet sometimes I’ll get a phantom car — not really a car? More like an in invisible shadow going by the way a car would. It always makes me stop and then! Lo and behold! A car comes by out of literally nowhere.

I can’t explain it. The way was clear. No way for someone to just be there.

And yet, phantom not-car becomes a car.

I found my lost keys through a dream once.

My keys had been missing for a couple of days. I had a dream that I was standing at my dining room table and my keys fell on it from above.

The next morning, I stood by the table recreating my dream scene. Nothing. My backpack was on the table. I picked that up and my keys fell down on the table. They had been stuck inside a torn seam in the backpack.

When I was 19, I was getting ready to go to a movie with my then-boyfriend when our friend texted us, “You were good friends. I love you.”

Naturally, I freaked out. We went to his house and he wasn’t home; we called his phone and he didn’t answer. We met up with some other friends, split up and drove all over town, called him over the course of a couple of hours. He’s a wilderness guy. He could have been anywhere. Right before we called the cops, another friend called him one more time. They asked where he was and he said, “Ask R. R knows where I am.”

And suddenly, I did. I knew where he was. I drove 80 back across town to a park that we’d already checked, and he was sitting on a picnic table in the dark with his dad’s handgun, crying. He said he knew I’d find him because he was begging for me to, but if I didn’t, that was going to be his sign to end it.

He slept on our couch; my ex and I slept on the floor next to him. The next day, he gave the gun back to his dad, who surprised us all and got him help immediately.

He’s in a much better place in life now. He’s a good dude.

But I swear on anything, when he said I’d know, I suddenly saw him with crystal clarity, at that park. I knew what table; I didn’t even have to look. I went straight to him in the dark. Nothing about it was even special, it was just where he happened to end up.

I have no explanation, but I saw him. Posture, outfit, table, all of it. He didn’t say it out loud, but he told me.

My dreams, they feel so real and the plot feels real too

I went to Dublin on my own last year for a week. Splurged for a big birthday. Walked by a medium’s shop all week to and from my hotel, decided to stop in and handed her 20 €.

She looked at me, and asked “ Is Carol your mother dear? She’s always with you when you travel”.

Carol is my late mom.

Okay i’m going to preface this by saying I know how this sounds, and I feel stupid even typing it out , but this experience genuinely messed with my head for months. On October 14th, 2024, I witnessed something I’ve never seen before. Over the span of about 45 minutes, I saw 50+ UAPs shooting across the sky in different directions and at different speeds. It wasn’t like satellites or planes, it was chaotic, fast, and honestly overwhelming. I was shocked and excited and wanted to tell everyone. After that night, I started going out into my garden every evening just watching the sky. Around the same time, there were loads of reports about UAPs and drones near military bases, so my brain was already primed to think something was happening. Fast forward to January 2nd, 2025. Same time of night as before, I’m back in the garden staring up. In my head, I kept repeating something like “If you’re real, show me.” I wasn’t saying it out loud , just looping it internally. Within about five minutes, I saw one UAP. Then another. Then another. It turned into almost a repeat of October, but even more intense objects appearing from multiple directions, different speeds, again 50 or more over roughly 45 minutes. This time, I didn’t tell anyone. Instead, it completely messed with me. I felt like I couldn’t trust my own perception, like my brain was connecting dots that maybe shouldn’t be connected. I started questioning reality and my own mental health, and I honestly became pretty unwell for a while because of it. I’m not claiming anything supernatural or that I caused anything. I’m sharing this because the experience itself and how it affected me mentally was very real. I did run this through the old chat gpt because I'm terrible at grammar and paragraphs and writing in general.

I had quarters fall on me once in the car.

I always have podcasts or twitch streams playing as background noise while I work. The person I was listening to said the same word at the exact time I read it in a completely non-related source. Once was kinda cool. Twice was a coincidence. This happened 11x in the span of a four days.

Dejavu and then something incredibly bizarre happens that I've known will happen. For example, I started a new job at an office where I was only acquainted with two of the ladies there. One of the ladies had a younger sister that I knew had been dating someone since she was in jr high, but other than that knew absolutely nothing about her or her boyfriend. She was about 17 at that time. Anyway, we're all eating lunch and the younger sister, who also works at the office, walks in stating, "you'll never guess what me and my BF went out to do!" I mumbled, "picked out an engagement ring." Her older sister just looked at me and asked what I said, to which I responded "nothing." The weirdest part is the younger sister heard me, went white and said, "yes, how did you know?" Never had I searched this person on social media or even known that she worked at this office. Lucky guess but I also just knew, ya know? Other things like this have happened. My dad walked into the basement one day, like he normally does and I asked him who died. He asked if I'd already talked to my grandmother, which I hadn't. Didn't know anyone was in bad health or anything. I had this feeling and knew. The night my step grandmother passed away I woke up to the most bizarre sound outside. My husband didn't hear it at all and neither did the cat by my Labrador did and whimpered. The next day I got a call saying she had passed away a the exact time I heard the noise. That one has really fucked with my brain, hardcore.

Around a bonfire a friend was saying they saw more shooting stars in that particular spot than anywhere else. I thought that was super cool, said as much and in that exact moment I saw a shooting star over this persons head. Timing was epic.

I was digging a garden and found a skeleton key in my hand. Like I grabbed a clump of dirt that was smaller than my fist and when I glanced at my hand there was a skeleton key as long as my hand. Nobody local knew this house had a skeleton key. I know I didn't see a key in the ground when I went to pickup that clump.

There's lots of other things that do make me sound genuinely crazy. I'm not schizophrenic, cluster B personality type or anything like that either. I have a therapist and she thinks my mind is interesting. Lots of trauma, so probably has to do with hyper vigilance and all that fun stuff.

My ex boyfriend and I saw a man walk out of a concrete wall. I swear, we saw this guy walking straight out of a wall! We were in the car, I was driving down a busy road, and when we passed under a bridge we saw him! We were in disbelief! And both of us started screaming "did you see it? did you see that guy?".

Outside of having paranormal encounters and encounters with NHI entities. This happened recently, I usually fill the filtered water jug at night before heading to bed. I started the water in the sink to cool it down since I just used the hot water. As the water is running into the sink I notice the water jug is filling up, The faucet water is several inches away from the opening to fill the water jug and going into the sink This went on until the water was at the top of the jug. I have had other experiences too. Makes for an interesting life.

Super close with my sisters but especially one of them. I was one day out putting out the trash and the sister I’m closest to walked towards me, hysterically crying, wearing my coat. I blinked and she was gone. I call her, she’s just totaled her car and was a mess (only mentally - thankfully). I drove to the scene (about 20 mins away) to see her, she was wearing the exact same outfit, coat included. It’ll never make sense to me.

This post reminded me it even happened. Im pretty sure it has some explanation but ill tell it anyway. So i was in my room, it was at night so i entered my bed to sleep.
Suddenly there was this bright blue flash of light for like a second from the middle of the room. Opened the window, didnt find a reasonable cause for it to pop up, freaked out, ever since then i with my head at the other side of bed. Anyways forgot about, and then a few month after something similar.
Saw this flashing blue light , but this time it was on and off a couple of times like a phone or something, from under the bad near the wall. Immediatley pushed the bed to see whats under, and nothing. Something under the bed actually cut me in my finger and i bled. But still dont know what the hell was that...
It was more then 10 years ago, almost forgot about it. Edit: typo

Here's my story.

Sometime in the last month, I removed a ring from my right hand and put it in the pocket of my pajama pants. When I tried to retrieve it, I found it was gone. I looked in other pants pockets but couldn't find it. I then thought that perhaps it had worked its way out of my pajamas and ended up under the bed or caught between the mattress and sheets. I finally mentioned it to my boyfriend, thinking that perhaps he'd vacuumed it up, and he said that the ring could not have ended up in the vacuum cleaner without his knowing about it. He'd have seen it (the cleaner has a see-through case that everything sucked up enters) or heard it.

Then some mornings later, after I'd walked in and out of the bedroom several times, I saw something on the floor by the door. Bending down to pick it up, I was astounded to find it was the ring. It had not been there earlier, and yet there it was, sitting on the floor.

Most recent event was a few months ago.. I was sleeping in my room with a boyfriend and the TV was off (which isn't normal, but must of just been that night) and I woke up, just by opening my eyes directly on a bright light in the corner ceiling right above the patio door.. Like someone was just sitting there waking me up for a moment, checking in, watching us sleep..I didnt move or feel startled. I was still quite tired and my boyfriend was sound asleep. Then It just faded away. The room had was very dimly illuminated by it while here and it just faded away and the room became dark again. I just felt calm and closed my eyes and went back to sleep. The next morning I remembered it very vividly.. I think it was someone coming to visit, not sure if it was a loved one or ET, spirit guide etc. Couldn't get the feeling who It was, but it was someone.

I was at work one day about 20 years ago. I went outside about 2:30 for a smoke break. I look to the treeline on my left and there is something flying toward my direction. It was very very slow, like a floating balloon slow. It wasn’t going up or down, left or right. It was on a very straight line and no more than 150’ above me. It was about 5-6’ across and shaped like an upside down wok. Handle in the rear is the direction it was moving. It went directly over me and made no sound. No moving parts that I could see. No wobbly or wiggle. I watched it disappear over the other horizon. I observed this for 4-5 minutes in total. I don’t know what it was. To this day I can’t even guess. It was nothing I have ever seen or heard of, EVER.

I went on a date to see a late showing of a movie back in like 2012. The theater we went to was kind of out in the middle of nowhere. The local theater was sold out since it was a newer movie and we were in a college town. We were too impatient to reschedule, thus why we ended up in a little town 40 minutes away. Whole place was kinda creepy, but the parking lot was fairly packed when we arrived so we figured it was fine.

I distinctly remember pointing out that our movie was not the only one running so late, and even made a comment about how there was another movie that was starting about an hour later if we ended up not liking the one we were there to see and wanted to bail and see something different.

Anyway, oddly enough, there was only one other dude in the theater with us. The lobby had been busy with people both coming and going to the theater hallways, but we didnt think much of it at the time.

After the movie we left the theater before the other guy got up from his seat. We walked out to the lobby. Lights were on, popcorn machines were still on, but there was not a single person to be seen. No employees, no other people at all. We started commenting about how eerie it felt and shouldnt there be an employee posted somewhere in the front area. We kinda hung in the middle of the lobby just talking about how creepy it was.

Dude that was in our theater finally came out, and even he paused and looked around like he was confused. Then he kinda sped walked to the front doors.

Me and my date decided to check the board to see which theater still had a movie playing. We went back to the ticket windows, saw there was one movie that may or may not still be playing based on start time, and one that was for sure still playing. We checked both theaters, but the lights were on in both and the screens were blank. No people.

Spooked, we peaked in all the theaters on that hallway and discovered the same thing. Lights on, no movie playing. I was pretty scared at this point and asked to leave. He had me wait at the entrance to the other hallway while he checked a couple more theaters.

We were both kinda freaked at this point, but still kinda nervously making jokes as we walked back up to the front doors. Lots of "guess they closed early and forgot we were in here" type comments. The doors to the building were tinted, so we couldnt see out into the dark parking lot as we were walking through the lobby.

Once we pushed open the doors, we both panicked.

The lot had SO MANY cars scattered around still. Where the hell were the people?

We both ran to his car and locked our doors as soon as we were in. We debated hanging out and seeing if people eventually came out, but I was lowkey on the verge of a panic attack. As he drove us out, I searched the theater on google. The hours werent listed, but that hadnt struck me as odd when we found the theater earlier because it is kinda in the middle of nowhere in a town that kinda rolls up the sidewalks at sunset, so I figured their hours probably fluctuate depending on whether people come to the advertised later showings.

I called the number listed on google. It didnt ring, just gave the no longer in service message. Thought maybe the number was outdated. I went to the website where we found the showtimes; the number was the same.

At the point I decided to stop digging because I was completely freaked out. My stomach is literally in knots just remembering that night.

Also, I had some of the worst nightmares of my life that night. Maybe just because of how scary the situation felt, but who knows.

2025 in general

Not something I’ve experienced but something that I leaned about. The Scole Experiment. If you’re not familiar it was an inaccurately named series of physical mediumship seances where they were attempting to prove the afterlife. In the course of the 5+ year seances there have been reports of disembodied voices, lights that floated, responded to thought, and entered the body and allegedly heal medical conditions (nothing that couldn’t technically be influenced by belief/placebo though), objects materializing, writing and pictures that appeared on film when blank film was placed in a lock box, spirits allegedly holding their own in conversation of complex disciplines and knowing personal information that they “shouldn’t” disembodied arms and even aliens reportedly being touched.

I severely doubt it was actually face value spirits and aliens. But why I put this in this category rather than simple fraud is because of how inconsistent the sittings were, how it seemed to respond to the mindset of the sitters, and how varied the archetypes and metaphors were used in terms of sophistication. One seance you will get a brilliant metaphor for projection and framing, and the next you get a cartoonish blueprint of a spirit talking device by Thomas Edison or an “typical grey” alien caught on camera. From what I can tell the level of sophistication varied on the outside sitters present. Even if this was intentional fraud, it’ll still amazing the level of cognitive dissonance the mediums would have had for it to turn out the way that it did. Because this wasn’t “I’m going to use cheese cloth to make people think something was coming out of my body” it was “one day I’m going to use psychological drama to explain what exactly is psychologically happening in this room one seance, the next I’m going to create a historically accurate newspaper that pasts tests to show it was printed in the correct time with no aging showing, and the next I’m going to show you a cartoonish picture of what the typical lay believer thinks how this all works.”

Why this is so interesting is because in interviews the mediums seem to remain a very literal interpretation and did not seems to give much way into the metaphorical aspects of what’s happening. With trance, it wouldn’t be out of the question that their speech would be more metaphorical that would be “above their heads” normally, but when you pair it with the creation of objects that would have to be deliberately created to support these metaphors, then we’re left with “how much did the mediums know what they were doing, even psychologically?”

I changed my world view after a replicable remote viewing hit - on the first try I got a perfect target match. It shattered my world view causing me to dive into the evidence for a consciousness first view of reality and I ultimately wrote a book about it. I discuss the implications in a recent news segment you can view here: https://foxrochester.com/news/good-day-rochester/rochester-emergency-physician-talks-consciousness-in-new-book

When we moved into my house, we found the blueprints to the house when it was built in the late 60s the blueprints to the house were designed by a person with my last name and then my mom‘s maiden last name. It just showed me I was in the right place at the right time and it made me not really question reality but see that synchronicity. I thought you’re going to the gym babe.

When I was younger my dad was in hospital & about to pass away, I was alone with him, I knew it was time so I went to call my mam & sister who were down the corridor, I came out of the room down the hall through a set of those heavy hospital double doors, called my mam & sister, as we were go back to my dad walking up the hall those heavy doors burst open & a gush of wind rushed straight past us, was in summer, middle of the night, nothing to explain the doors bursting open like they were kicked or the gush of wind,

Something like this happened to my mom, she had been looking for an item earlier in the day and couldn’t find it for the life of her. A couple hours later she was sitting on the couch and she saw that specific item literally dropped out of nowhere on the other side of the living room onto the floor. like it was floating and then just dropped due to gravity.

In 2017. I went to Houston for an outreach clinic. I took my new-ish Switch, dock and power cord.

When I got finally got back home, I unpacked and couldn't find the power cord. I didn't bring a carry on beside the Swich and the case. My wife had bought me a spare on my birthday, so it wasn't too bad.

7 years go by. The luggage has been replaced twice over. I had moved to another state, and had, again, moved to a new house in the same town.

Then, two years ago, im moving two year old couch to a nearby room. As im pulling the leg rest up, i find that power plug under the couch. It even had the damage on the edge from when I had previously dropped it.

My wife and I have no idea how this happened. Shes a shit liar, so she sucks at pranks like this. We've never been able to explain it

An invisible entity interacting with me 3 times over a period of 11 years, all 3 encounters happened in November different years.🤔

I posted on facebook i wanted to read the tibetans book of the dead. okay so we watched a movie with it in it "enter the void" gave me the idea to read it. So a couple years later that same book in that movie appeared in my book collection i never bought it asked everyone who could of brought it. i threw it away as i was kinda creeped out.

When I was a young teenager, I was laying across the bottom of my bed on my back looking up, directly below the domed light fixture in the center of the ceiling. It was a terrible gaudy pink plastic dome style fixture that I chose years before when my mom let my sister and I pick out the fixtures for our rooms(the house was newly built). While laying there I had one of those random intrusive thoughts- ‘imagine this fell on me haha’

It did. A moment later it fell on my face.

Thankfully because it was nearly all plastic I wasn’t hurt. I ran out into the kitchen holding the plastic dome shouting frantically that it had fallen on my face while I was laying under it and how creepy blah blah blah.. My family didn’t believe me. My mom said I must have been messing with it (with an eye roll), and they’d help me put it back up later if it wasn’t broken.

I’m in my thirties now and I’ve never been able to shake the sheer level of coincidence

Just months before covid hit. My now husband and I were taking a walk outside. It was a summer night, warm, the night was just setting in. So there was a little light coming from the sky. The street was mostly lit by streetlamps. No wind other than occasional slight breeze.

Suddenly I saw something, um, floating towards us. It was maybe 20 meters ahead. About 100 - 120 cm overhead. The light from the streetlamp bounced off of it in a really weird way, like it was in constant motion within itself. It had a light white-ish color but more like iridescent. Like how spiderwebs look when sun hits them. It was as big as my fist or hand. It was hard to tell exactly how big it was, its borders were all fuzzy and in constant movement. Think of a fist sized ball of spider webs that get pulled into a thousand different directions every moment. I think this is the most accurate picture I can paint.

It flew past us without changing its speed or trajectory. The whole thing took maybe 30 - 40 seconds so it wasn't slow either.

I asked my husband if he was seeing it and yep. His eyesight is 20/20 unlike me, so I asked him what it was. His answer was "I don't know." We discussed what it could be for the rest of the walk.

Some kind of bug? What bug looks or flies like that?

Silk structure for spiders to travel? While those exist, they are much smaller where we live. This thing was as big as my fist. Plus they work like parachutes, more or less. This thing flew overhead where there was no wind and never slowed down or sped up.

??? There was no other thing we could think of as a possibility. It is still to this day the only thing that I saw with my own eyes that I could not categorize in any way. I still can't describe it fully and still wonder what the hell that was

I moved into a family home that was roughly 60 years old while in college. Family has passed away in the house, mementos from generations passed are everywhere... I loved it, it felt like home. It was rural, quiet, and private.

I lived with my grandmother who was a snow bird (she went south for winter to avoid snow), leaving me alone for 6 months. At first, it was no big deal. I liked being alone. I left early in the morning for class, worked after, and often came home long after dark. One night, I came home earlier than usual, around 8pm, and when I walked into my house, I froze. Every single cabinet door in my kitchen was wide open. We're talking some 10 cabinet doors. I moved into my living room and found my patio door to my closed patio, open. It was locked that morning, and could only be unlocked from the inside. The closet doors in my den- open. Closet doors in every bedroom- open. Even the bathroom linen closet doors were open. Nothing was out of place or missing. All the exterior doors were closed and locked, as were all the windows. There was no way in, and no one with a key was closer than literal hours away from me. I was freaked out.

I ended up calling my mom, who told me to call police, so I did. Police showed up, went thru my house and searched from basement up, but they didn't find anything. No explanation as to how or what had happened, just an all clear and a business card with instructions to call back if anything else happened. They left, and I was alone.

I shook it off, closed everything up, and tried to go about my business (with every light in the house, on). I had no way of knowing that that was just the beginning of things to come while living in the house. In the next 4 years that I lived there, there were SO many weird, unexplained happenings that I grew numb to it. I never stopped noticing it, I just quit being bothered by it.

I made the mistake of bringing friends over on a couple of occasions without giving them any warning, and each had their own experiences. More than 1 flat out refused to come back, haha. I won't call it ghosts because that sounds ridiculous. But I will say there's an energy in that house, and it did things I just couldn't explain. Funnily enough, I still love that house. And it's still in the family. Maybe one day, I'll go back...

Over ten years ago I was working in a large preschool room.

Two other teachers were working at separate tables across the room. I had three children at my table. Two boys across the table and I was sitting next to a girl doing one-on-one work.

Right between us I hear a voice say the girl’s name. “Lily”. Even typing this now my eyes water and I get goosebumps.

The girl asks me without looking at me if I heard that. I told her I did and she says she hears it all the time.

The others didn’t notice anything.

At the end of the day, a mom friend of Lily’s would pick her up. I was starting to ask her, but I didn’t know how to phrase it …

“Does Lily … has Lily …”

And the woman said, “hear dead people? It is why she doesn’t sleep at night”

And it always made sense how when nap time came she was the first one out and the last to wake up.

Paramedic here. I responded to a woman hit by a truck. She was in a ball writhing in pain and we had to put her on a long board(old school). When we put her on the board she went from writhing to calm. I jumped on the ambo to guide the stretcher in and while we put the stretcher in she looked at me, took a deep breath and let out a long exhale. I saw a light come out of her mouth and her color instantly changed. Checked for a pulse and sure enough she had coded(died). Craziest thing I’ve ever seen.

I work in a gym. I come in turn on the clocks and open up all the doors. One morning I came in. Grabbed the clock remote and just threw it in this hole in the wall where some switch boards are. But like deep in where I couldn't get it. It was the strangest thing..I was almost posessed to walk straight in..grab it and throw it in the hole..I have no idea why I did it and don't actually recall having the thought to do so other than I automatically did it. There was nothing routine about it.

I posted this to the “Glitch in the Matrix” a while back because I was not sure what was actually happening.

My three sons, their friend, and I were finishing up lunch around 12:00-1:00 p.m.

The boys were sitting at the table that was near a patio door and I was standing beside the table looking towards the living room, which has two additional windows. I watched as the lights in the living room seem to dim and was moving towards us. The boys stopped talking because they noticed as well. My first thought was that the electricity was going out and the lights were turning off from that. But then it registered that the light was going away, for lack of a better word, in a line towards us. It was like a wall of "non-light" moving across the room. The weirdest part was was it was not just inside the house, it was happening outside the house as well. The yard was also not-light any more and the electrical power also cut out with the line.

The line of "darkness" continued until everything went dim to a dusk-like amount. It reminded me of a total eclipse amount of light, except there were no eclipses in this part of the country on that day. Once everything was the equal amount of darkness it stayed dark for just a second or two and then everything seem to just snap back to normal light.

The boys, as I mentioned, had stopped talking and we all just looked at each other trying to figure out what had just happened. I asked them if they just saw that, not specifying I asked them what they saw and they said the lights seem to go away but not in a normal way. I keep kicking myself for not running outside to see if anything was out there but I don't know what would have completely taken the lights out outside as well as made all the lights go away inside the house the way it happened. I felt like I needed to stay calm and not make a scene of it because I don't want the boys to get upset.

The boys were all between the ages of 11 and 16, at that time. I just asked them if they remember this event since then and asked them to explain it to me. They said the same story as above. Does anyone have any ideas on what I experienced? Is there anyone in Northwest Arkansas that also experienced this?

There was an eclipse that was going to go through this region that year but that was in April and this event didn’t have the same timing as an eclipse. It was faster, not to mention the electrical disturbance.

The black cloud that used to roam my hallways and hold me down in the middle of the night.

What a great story. I love hearing stories like that. Do you listen to MrBallen on YT--The Strange, Dark, and Mysterious stories? If not, you're missing out on the best!

A few months ago I was at Magic Mountain and was on the Magic Mover, a funicular that has 2 cars with 3 sections inside each car. One car sits atop the mountain and travels down while the other sits at the bottom and travels up. It's basically a shortcut to get up or down the hill.

There was a family with a stroller in the first section. I was by myself in the last section. After I boarded, a group of 4 or 5 kids entered the middle section.

Doors slide closed and we start to ascend up the hill. I was looking down at something my phone, but could hear the murmur of the other passengers. I looked up and out the window at the other car as we passed it halfway up the hill. I looked around the car I was in, and didn't see anyone else.

At the top of the hill, the ride stops, doors slide open, and I'm the only one in the car. I'm not sure what happened but there is no way all those people could've gotten off the ride once it started moving. Especially not with a stroller.

This happened about a month and a half ago. We bought a house in October and are remodeling it before we move in. Our dog Rico hadn’t been over to inspect his new yard yet so I brought him over one day. We’d already installed cameras in the front and back, and because there were contractors working there I made sure to bring Rico in on his leash (even though he’s harmless, he’s a Pit mix and I don’t want to make anyone uncomfortable). The cameras clearly show me getting him out of the car on his red leash, and the cameras also captures us in the back yard with his leash on. Somewhere off camera in the next few minutes I took him off leash and we walk around the yard where he gives his approval. I don’t remember carrying it around with me after taking it off but also don’t remember going into the house with it either so logically I must have dropped it somewhere in the yard. Eventually we do go inside the house (the contractors left for lunch) to check on the progress and when we go to leave I start looking for the leash. The house is almost empty due to the remodel (as in no furniture or personal belongings just drywall, our new kitchen cabinets that are still in their boxes and various contractor tools) so I start looking out in the yard. Our yard is pretty big but completely enclosed by a chain link fence. It’s also flat as a pancake with no trees and short grass and the leash is BRIGHT RED. I re-walk outside again exactly where Rico and I had just been. No leash. I go back inside and re-check the house (the husband arrives in the meantime and I tell him what happened and he starts helping me look for it). We check the security cameras because at this point I think I’m losing my mind, but lo and behold we clearly see me, Rico and the red leash get out of the car and go into the yard. To this day, we haven’t found it. Keep in mind we didn’t leave the yard, or talk to anyone while outside and nothing weird happened. The contractors were working near the front of the house and have confirmed they haven’t seen it. It’s as if it just vanished into thin air.

I love these kinda posts!

I was working a night shift at a local hospital about 12-13 years ago. The hospital had a locked psych unit. There was an isolation/padded room that patients stayed in for up to a few hours at a time, if they were being persistently violent towards themselves or others. There was a window in the door and a staff member observing them through the window constantly, for the duration, to make sure they were safe. Once an hour, the door would be opened and they had to be assessed by a physician (me, in this case) face-to-face. The room was only rarely used, thankfully.

On this particular night, I was notified that the room was in use & I’d need to check on the occupant - a middle-aged woman - hourly. The first time I met her, we just stood on either side of the open doorway, facing each other.

The woman had a haunted, empty look. She did not look directly at me. As I looked at her, I had a very distinct thought: “There is nothing behind her eyes right now.”

3 or 4 seconds later, the woman briefly made eye contact, and said to me clearly - “There is nothing behind your eyes.”

She went on to talk and mutter and sing - to herself? to her hallucinations? to - as I wondered then & will always wonder - spirits that had driven her mad?

When I was in high school in the 90s, my mom worked at an elementary school as a teacher assistant. The day after the last day of school was teacher work day where they'd go in and wrap things up before summer break.

Well, she brought me with her to help with rounding up textbooks from the classrooms to inventory and put back in the school's book room. My assignment was clear, I was to go to the 2nd grade classrooms and make stacks of the books by subject, so when we take them to the book room, they'd already be sorted properly and ready for shelving. So, I went to the first room and started taking books off the shelf and made my stacks by subject, as instructed. I turn away from my stacks to go get more books out of the desks and when I turned back to my stacks I see that they are all now in one, single tall stack.

I do have to say that this elementary school was supposedly haunted. Like almost all the teachers and staff had at least one story about something weird that happened to them. My mom had her own story of going into an empty classroom when the kids were at PE and there was a kid sitting backwards at a desk and she said to him, "You're supposed to be at PE, what are you doing in here?" before he vanished into thin air.

And apparently the classroom where this happened to me was the most "active". It's the same one where my mom saw the kid. There were other employees who saw a kid's figure or shadow in there as well. Weird.

Well it's long but it's true one day a sparrow flew though my window when I had it opened and landed on my lamp and looked at me for a few minutes and then flew right out of the window I think nothing of it will about the same week my mentor and his wife was in the hospital with COVID and passed away few days apart. well the same thing few years later except this time the sparrow land on the back porch and I seen it because we had the backdoor opened to let the house air out will it looked at me well that night I found out my sister passed away.

If you've made it this far down the comments, I hope you'll stick around for this one:

In 2013, I worked as a baker at a small cafe in central Arizona called the Wild Iris (still in business). It was an old building with a reputation for being haunted among staff.

At the time, I was skeptical but curious, so I asked coworkers about their experiences. I heard stories from bakers coming in at 4 a.m. who couldn’t get the lights to work until the 5 a.m. barista arrived, and others about rags flying off counters or moving when people turned away. I remember feeling oddly compelled to have my own experience and felt very “open” to something happening.

One night, I was working after hours with two coworkers, dusting the air ducts. We covered everything with tarps. In the bakery (a tiny space connected to the coffee area), I threw a tarp over a tall rolling speedrack filled with empty squeeze bottles. When I climbed my stepladder to begin dusting, I noticed a single squeeze bottle sitting on top of the tarp.

There was no storage above it, nothing but ceiling and air ducts. And I had just covered it. None of us could explain how it got there.

The next night, I told everyone about it. Eventually it was just me and one barista closing. No one was in the shop. We spent hours talking about paranormal stuff and seriously creeping ourselves out, but at one point many hours into the conversation, I asked her if we could stop because the energy suddenly felt REALLY off, like I just was completely paralyzed by fear out of nowhere.

Shortly after, I bent down to grab a trash bag from under the sink when I heard a sound behind and above me, like a woman’s voice, but mixed with a growl. It was loud, static-y, and completely unlike anything I’d ever heard, almost like it came from another dimension.

I froze, trying to rationalize it, because it wasn’t the radio (I knew the song), and it wasn’t my coworker (not her voice). I turned to her and asked, “What was that noise?” She stared at me and said, “I thought that was you.”

We were both standing equal distance from the espresso bar, where several cups were stacked. After a moment of stunned silence, we both noticed something move between us. One of the cups floated a couple inches into the air, wiggled side to side, then gently lowered back down. Right where the noise would have come from.

We looked at each other, confirmed we both saw it, then absolutely ran to the bathroom laughing hysterically, adrenaline through the roof. I remember saying something like, “OKAY, I GET IT — I BELIEVE YOU.” Not the scariest thing ever, but still the most bizarre and unexplainable thing I’ve ever experienced.

So I come from a village in South Africa.

So our house was on a homestead on the far far end of the yard. My room unfortunately was on the other side of the house,if you looked out the windows you could see the grave yard. It was a little bit far as there was a patch of land and a good separting us but you could still see it.

One night I just couldn't sleep. We weren't allowed to watch TV late because there was adult content at that time. Yes on TV. So I knocked on my mom and dad's room and told her I couldn't sleep she let me in and then went straight to the bathroom and for some reason I just went straight to the window.

Guys I saw a ball of light floating,just moving from the direction of the graveyard. My mom also came by and we just watched it dumbfounded. Recently I asked her anout it cause I thought maybe I had dreamt or imagined it. My mom confirmed it to be true. Till this day I don't know what that ball of light was

I used to collect Taylor Swift stuff.

I had 3 of the 4 Lover journals. While moving them, i dropped them. When i bent down to pick them up, there were only 2. I looked everywhere but couldn't find them under anything or in that room on the floor.

I continued moving and setting up my new room, i put out all my Taylor stuff in a display, including the 2 journals.

Months later, i looked up from my bed at the display, and all 3 journals were there. All 3 remain in attendance.

This was about 2-3 years ago. I was going pee in the middle of the night. Our primary bedroom has an attached bathroom and closet. I was not wearing my glasses but there was ambient light from the Xbox and a night light and I saw what appeared to be a solid black figure, about the size of a garden gnome, run from my bedroom, across my bathroom and vision, and into my closet. I told myself I was just sleepy and 1/2 blind, but it was def a little creature or some kind which is crazy to admit haha. I have always been scared of my closet, only at night tho, and was scared of it before that happened. No animals, my only child at the time was 5 or 6 and my hubby was asleep in bed. It was literally like 10” tall, kind chubby, completely black, silent, and bipedal. Couldn’t see hair or arms or clothes or anything like that.

A dress i wore 3 years ago kept disappearing. In November, i looked in my cupboard and on a hanger, with dresses that i had arranged the night before, was the dress from 3 years ago.

I was gobsmacked then, and i still am now.

My brother and I have always had a strange connection, able to sense or feel each other even over long distances. When we were young and moved to a new totally unfamiliar city together he asked me for a ride to his new girlfriend’s house. I had only met her once or twice and knew next to nothing about her. She lived in another medium sized city about 20 min away which I had never been to before other than passing it on the freeway. He quickly directed me to a residential street and said she lived on it and asked me to just drive until I knew which one was hers. The street was very long, at least 20 blocks, and I told him he was crazy. He turned away from me and said “just pull in when you feel it. I’m not saying anything. You’ll know.” So we drove in silence for several blocks and he wouldn’t look at me. He sat perfectly still. I turned into a random driveway, nothing recognizable at all, no vehicles in front of the house, nothing I knew in any way could be related to her. She runs out the front door right then and he looked at me and smiled. We still do things like this to each other. So many I can’t count them all. Should note that we are Apache and believe in ancient attachments and communication, and had practiced as kids “calling” each other by just feeling for the other mentally, with our memories of the other’s smells, touch, laughter, and love to guide us. It’s a wild thing and very hard to believe let alone explain, but we tap into it as a family often.

When I was 19 I was heading out to meet my friends and the job we worked at. We were going to go play pool so I was headed to help them close up so we could all go earlier. I couldn’t find my keys. I looked everywhere. Checked my pockets(skinny jeans) and they weren’t there. I spent like 10 minutes looking for them. I was frantic. I checked my pocket again and suddenly they were there. I only lived like 5 minutes away. so i drove over there and when i got there i found out that they had just gotten robbed at gun point. One of my co workers got pistol whipped. One of my friends was punched in the face and the other was dragged to the back at gunpoint.

A portal opening in my bedroom and a winged and horned skinny what I can only describe as a devil came through the portal, I could hear it's claws upon the floor of my bedroom. It proceeded to levitate me above my bed and spin me around in circles.

That was one of the numerous encounters with entities that made me question the nature of reality.

It's smiling creepy dagger like teeth was the disturbing part as I could see and feel it's enjoyment as it was attempting to terrify me as it entered my room and crept around clicking it's claws on the floor.

I've had multiple experiences. So many that it is difficult to pick the weirdest because they are always weird but the scariest was getting a phone call from a demon. It was around the year 1992. I was living alone with my daughter, she was one year old. I was a single mom at the time but had a boyfriend, we were asleep in my bed in my room with my baby and it was around 3 am the phone was on a cord back then, in the living room. We'll it was 3 am and the phone started ringing but we both didn't want to get up to answer it. But it would not stop ringing, I did not have a answering machine at the time, so I woke up my boyfriend and told him please go answer it but he was dead tired and said no just ignore it they will hang up. We'll, they did not stop ringing. It rang approximately 100 times and I got so stressed, I jumped out of bed and answered the phone very very Angrily saying " Whaaaaattttttt" and omg when I tell you, the scream is heard back was absolutely not human. It screamed in a horrifying Growl sound and so loud it injured my ear with reverberation. I THREW THE PHONE ACROSS THE ROOM AND UNPLUGGED IT !! I ran back in bed and was scared shitless!! This is only one story. I have many. But God is my Protector! NO FEAR

Back before I retired, I was a directional driller and sometimes our jobs would take us to the middle of nowhere, when you’re sitting on a machine and just looking around I would notice things not all the time but quite frequently when were set up in the forest, it was like watching another universe for a lack of better description rub against the one we were in. After some time a young man who I had trained to run the machine came to me one day and says to I want to ask you a question but I’m afraid you’ll think I’m crazy and he began to explain to me how he had seen the same thing I had seen. I told him if he was crazy, so was I because yes I have seen it many times and all over the country. ( I did tell him however I wouldn’t go telling anybody! We both may get a padded vacation)

An out of body experience and my mom visited me after she passed.

I saw a ghost once. I was working in a restaurant that was in a <100 year old building. Just about to lock up after everyone had left, I was the last one in the building. Due to break-ins, we had to lock up the building in a certain consecutive order, and that included turning off the lights and turning on alarms. I had walked through the entire building and I was certain I was alone.

Right before I was going to set the last alarm and head out, I looked into the dark dining room to see a glowing man walk through the space looking directly at me. He had a moustache and was wearing a big dark apron. Freaked me the fuck out. I turned on all the lights, made sure there wasn’t an actual person there and then got the fuck out of there. I was skeptical of ghosts before, but I’m convinced now. Scared me half to death but more so out of shock than anything.

Never liked being alone there at night since. I would always have music or the tv playing at all times. Some other co-workers had encountered spirits in the building as well, but there was a big language barrier and we never worked on the same shift (them always open, me always close).

When I was a kid, we had a pepper grinder that just disappeared. It was on the kitchen counter one night at dinner, then it wasn't. Never seen again in the 10 years we lived at that house.

I had a similar but much less dramatic story that I still laugh about. I'm from Ireland but went on holidays to California a few years back. While in Haight & Ashbury shopping, I found these awesome silver crucifix earrings and buy them. We continue our travels down to LA and one night we get pissed drunk and return to our hotel room. I remember clearly take BOTH earrings out and placing them on the coffee table in the room with my rings, bracelets etc. Anyway next day I'm putting my stuff away and there's only one earring there. I search the entire area around the table and nothing. Checked my jacket, upturned my entire handbag just in case. Nothing - nada. Even when we were packing a few days later to go home, I rechecked all my bags, my coats etc. nope. Just the one earring remaining. These aren't small either, like they're fairly big droop earrings.

When I got home I emptied my bags, over the course of months I turned my handbag inside out multiple times to find keys etc and even washed it several times in the washing machine (it's one of those fabric-y hippie style shoulder bags). Anyway one random day months later, yet again I turn my bag upside down to clean it out and out falls the earring. I'm crazy confused and think it's the other one I still had, so I go upstairs to put it in my jewellery box and lo and behold the other one is already there.

I have absolutely no idea how this thing showed up in my handbag months later. Like my bag wasn't near the table when I took the earrings out and I distinctly remember both being there, when I took off my jewellery. But even at that, I searched that bag multiple times over the course of months for different things, I even washed it! It never once appeared when when I had the bag inside out. And it wasn't a huge bag with loads of mysterious pockets or folds or anything. Still scratch my head on that one years later. 😅

When i was 18, for about 3 months, i had been journaling frequently, wishing i knew if there really was God, or what the mysteries of life were. Well one day i was in the basement alone, just sitting and daydreaming (before smartphone era) and all of a sudden i just knew there was an 8 foot tall being in the basement by the window which was 12-15 ft away from me.

There was nothing physically there, i cannot explain it. But i knew without a doubt that this being was there. It was neither male nor female, it was like other? Like alien to a human. Anyway it began communicating with me but in my mind, like a flow of information without words as if we were having a conversation.

It told me that I was at the divide of two life paths, and currently it was known that i would likely pick the harder of the two, but it was my choice and i could have a much easier path to happiness if i followed the other. Either way, i would find happiness at the end of both, it would just take longer if i did the harder. There was no judgement either way, just the being was sent here to give me a message with this warning.

At the end of this flow of information (where i am looking around the room, questioning my reality, wondering if I'm going crazy, being astounded that I of all people had been chosen to have a messenger sent - so the thing probably had to be low on the totem pole) the being asked if i would like to experience God's love. I said yes!

Immediately it was like I was no longer in my body. I was everywhere and nowhere at once. There was this magnificent, comforting feeling of love surrounding every particle of every single cell. There are no words to actually describe the feeling, except that it's amazing and beyond comprehension. I felt the being there with me in that place guiding me, and i was a leaf on a tree blowing in the wind with sunlight warming me, I was part of the air, I was part of the grass, etc.

Then suddenly, i was back in my body. I begged the messenger to take me back there and was heartbroken when it said it wasnt my time yet. It had to leave. And then it was just gone. And i was left to question my reality and panicked, thinking that i had a mental breakdown or something.

But it was real. Idk if it was an alien or an angel, or what. But i know that god is incomprehensible and good. That every life is precious, no matter how small, and there is a feeling of love and acceptance all around us, we just can't tap into it. God isn't a person, it's what keeps life flowing. There is no words to really describe what i felt but it was unbelievably life altering.

I swear this is true, and if anyone has any ideas on what i experienced, i would really appreciate any feedback.

Keys just aren't here sometimes.

My grandpa drove an old yellow ford truck, and the radio never worked. We were leaving his last living brother’s funeral, and when he turned his truck on, the radio was on and loudly started playing Amarillo by Morning by George Strait, his brother’s favorite song. The radio never worked after that song ended, it went static and then just shut off. He ran out of the truck to our car so fast, we couldn’t believe it.

When I was 13, I was lying awake one night, praying. For context, I grew up very religious - something similar to Pentecostal. We believed that god speaks to people directly. I was frustrated because I felt like god was ignoring me. The frustration built until I mentally yelled out, "God, say something!"

Right then, I felt a foreboding feeling wash over me. I can't describe how I perceived the words, but somehow I saw or heard or felt "10 days." I knew something terrible would happen on the 10th day.

I counted down from that day forward. Wrote it on my calendar and in my journal (which I still have today). I tried to live every day with no regrets. I told my loved ones that I loved them and spent extra time with them. I thought maybe I was going to die on the 10th day.

On the 10th day, I awoke to my mom yelling from downstairs. Telling me to wake up; something was wrong with my dad; she thought he might be dead. I thought there was no way - certainly he was just unconscious or something and my mom was overreacting. But when I got downstairs and saw him lying on the floor, it was immediately obvious that he was deceased.

For the record, I now consider myself Agnostic, but this experience is a big part of what's kept me from going full Atheist. Of course I'll never be able to prove it, but I have that journal with entries describing the "vision" or whatever you want to call it, and the subsequent entries counting down the days. I also told a couple people about it leading up to the 10th day and they've since confirmed.

It is truly the strangest thing I've ever experienced - but it was also a blessing, because I spent so much time with my dad during those last 10 days. I believe the last thing I ever said to him was that I loved him. Without this vague warning, who knows what my last memories with him would have looked like.

I am a senior. ( as in old lol) In recent years I questuon everything-God, heaven,hell, pyshics, mediums, etc etc.However I cant get out of my head something that happened many years ago. My son was about 2 and a half. I had put him to bed and awhile later I hear him talking. Im not positive but i think i remember when walking in hearing him sayinghe didnt want to. Any way, i do remember what he said when i asked who he was talking to. He said, a lady. I asked what color hair, he said brown. What she was wearing, a blue dress. Glasses. He described my mom and the color dress she wore at her viewing. I asked what she said n he said she wanted him to go with her but he didnt want to. If it was my mom though why wouldnt he say MomMom? We lived next door they were close. It makes me skeptical of ny skepticism, though.

So my husband and my daughter were swapping rooms - she was moving to what used to be his office (upstairs), and he was moving to her room (downstairs). I’m into Feng Shui so I decided to paint a mural in her room to ground the second floor. By Feng Shui, if you don’t ground the room, it may make one feel uneasy, sort of like “hanging in the air”. So I painted sky, ice mountains, and more green mountains in the front. I grew up in Kazakhstan, I would see Tian Shan mountains out of my window, so that’s what I was painting. I painted for two days, and was on the last stretch on day #3. On that day, weather got crazy and it was thundering, and at some point thunder was so loud, as if it was right above our house. Then I heard a screech sound, like a glass break. My husband wasn’t home, so I went outside/inside, checked every room, didn’t find any broken glass, etc. Electricity didn’t go out, but most breakers got knocked out. After my husband came back home we realized our AC was down. AC people came to check and after an entire day of investigation, they determined that copper pipe burst, causing Freon leakage. The next step was to find where the burst happened. And out of all the places, pipes that go through first and second floor of our house, it burst right at the top of the ice mountain!!! The AC guy said lightning most likely hit the ground and energy traveled through the pipes , from first to second floor and happen to burst right at the top of the mountain. Highest point in the room I guess 😂 Anyways, $6000 later for AC, we also had to patch the wall and I painted a tree where the patches were lol.