The universe works in mysterious ways. Having an unexplainable experience can really make a person realize just how little we know about how the universe works. From getting a message from the afterlife to losing time, these people share their stories that simply cannot be explained. Content has been edited for clarity.
“I Laid In Bed And Was Ready To Accept My Demise”
“When I was a teenager, my family lived in a big 115 year old brick house. Plenty of creepy stuff happened but one night I was heading to bed when the door between the first floor kitchen and the basement stairs absolutely SLAMMED shut. It had a unique sound that I recognized immediately as the kitchen/basement door.
There were no windows open that could’ve caused a draft. Our dog was asleep on the second floor. I was on the second floor. My parents were both asleep in the third floor attic (had been converted to a master bedroom).
None of us could’ve shut the door.
Freaking terrified, I worked up the courage to go investigate, carrying my hilariously teeny pocket knife for protection. As I went downstairs I turned on every light.
When I reached the kitchen, the door was wide open.
Even more freaked out I ran back up to bed (leaving the lights on).
A minute or two later, I heard a definite ‘Sssshhhh, ok ok’ from downstairs.
I laid in bed and was ready to accept my demise.
Eventually, I somehow feel asleep and in the morning I was there first downstairs (I woke up before my parents and dog) and found that the lights were all off and the basement door had been shut again.”
Familiar Strangers
“I remember being pretty young like 9 or 10 and I was the car park of a pub in England (Southend). I remember seeing someone in their teens in the window of a house looking over the car park. They waved at me and I felt like I knew them somehow. My parents asked who I was waving at and I said just some lady in the window over there. I didn’t think much of it.
Fast-forward 10 years: I was at my Nan’s new house. I remember walking into her room (which I never was allowed to do) going to the window. I then realized I was in the house looking over that same parking lot and remembering that interaction years before. Then a girl around 9 or 10 who was in said car park waved at me and I waved back. I felt like I knew her.
I could not explain it and have never told anyone about it. It freaked me out.”
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“Weird but happy. About 5 years ago in November we lost our family dog to cancer. She was the dog my children grew up with, loved by all. At the next Christmas, at the end of the day of gifts, food and family, I found a tiny pewter dog figurine sitting on the mantel. I asked everyone who had been at the house that day if they left it. No one had. Okay, weird, but took it as a good omen.
When my eldest went back to college at the end of that Christmas break, he asked if he could take the little figurine, to remember his dog. Of course, I said yes. A week or two later, picking up around the house, there was the figurine again! I called my son, and said, ‘You forgot the dog figurine!’
He said, ‘No I didn’t, it’s right in front of me on my desk!’
I had now found a second figurine! Again, no one claimed any knowledge of it. No idea how….but I still have the two of them tucked away on a shelf to this day.”
Accidental Astral Projection
“This happened around 1991. It’s the middle of the night. I’m standing in my sister’s living room and it must be a full moon, because even though it’s around 1am and the lights are off, I can see clearly. There’s a mixing bowl with popcorn kernels in the bottom on the floor in front of the TV and some rental VHS in a pile nearby. I hear a noise and turn around to see my sister’s normally very friendly Labrador retriever looking like Cujo. Fangs bared, snarling, hackles raised. Suddenly there’s a bright flash of light and I wake up like I hit the bed from a great height. I think, ‘That was a weird dream.’
Eventually, I fall back to sleep and in the morning I call my sister, planning to tell her the story, but she preempts me by telling me about the weird thing that happened in the night.
They woke up to the sound of the dog snarling at about 1am. Her husband thought there was a prowler in the house, got a weapon and went to find the dog. She was standing in the living room snarling at the middle of the room. He couldn’t see anyone, so he flipped on the light. No one was there, the dog instantly stopped snarling and walked to her bed like nothing had happened. He checked the property and went back to bed.
We talked a bit and I found out they watched some rental movies and ‘Of course we had popcorn, why?’
My sister is a little woowoo at times, so I decided not to tell her about my night. She lived about 450 miles away by the way.”
His Dream Was A Warning
“I used to have a recurring dream as a teenager every night for months.
I was sitting at a table on the patio of a restaurant, I was out there alone, waiting for my food. A homeless man comes up to the other side of the patio and asks for change. I’m digging in my wallet for a couple dollars and then I hear tires screech and look up to see a crash in an intersection near the restaurant. I run out there to see if I can help and as I run out into the road I get hit by a car and wake up at the impact.
After a while the dream stopped and I put it out of my mind. Fast-forward to me being 28 and sitting at an On The Border patio waiting for my food. A homeless guy comes walking past the restaurant but doesn’t stop and ask for change. It makes me think about that dream though and I start to feel uneasy. Shortly after, I hear the tires screech and I see a wreck happen in the intersection near the restaurant. I begin to run out there but stop at the sidewalk and look out towards incoming traffic and there is an SUV not slowing down. She was on her phone and blew through the intersection completely unaware of what had just happened. I ran out and checked on the people. Everyone was fine.”
“Did Everything Go Black For A Second?”
“I was on vacation on Florida visiting a friend, we were walking on the beach on a perfectly sunny day when everything went black for a second.
I think it was weird but explained it away thinking that my eyes were playing tricks on me until he looked at me and said, ‘Did everything go black for a second?'”
“I Died.”
“I died. I saw it, I lived it. Either it was another world with a version of me that died I saw or I’m going crazy but I DIED.
We had a pep rally in school and after it was finished we had to go back to class. Well, my friend and I were not into that so we wanted to go across the street to Sonic. Across the school there is not heavy traffic, but if you don’t pay attention you could get hit.
Well I remember walking with him and he dropped something so I went across the street first. I just saw a red Tahoe heading right for me and I got hit.
I remember everything. I remember gasping for air, I remember waking up and sleeping again. Then nothing. All of a sudden I was back in the stadium again and the EXACT SAME WORDS came out of the principal’s mouth. My friend wanted to go get sonic but i was freaking out. Was asking him everything.
I thought it had to be a dream, so I went with him just to see what would happen. He dropped his stuff again and I waited. To my horror, that same red Tahoe showed up. I told him that I’m going back to school, I ain’t dying again.
I can still see the other version of me on that street just messed up. Not even moving.”
He Friend Had Wanted To Say Goodbye
“One day when I was about 8, I didn’t go to school because I was sick. My friend was supposed to bring me homework, but he never came. My granddad came home from work and he told me that that friend had died but didn’t specify how he passed. I was devastated.
That night I had a dream. I was with my friend at a playground next to our school and we were talking. Then, he told me that he is safe and it didn’t hurt when that car hit him. The next day my mother wanted to talk to me about that situation and she asked me if I wanted to know what happened. I told her that I know everything because my friend told me. She thought that my granddad told me but he did not. He said that he did not want to tell me without her knowing it. That night I had a dream again and I was talking to my friend again. We were playing and having fun and he told me that he really had to go and we won’t see each other ever again.
The next day was his funeral and I really haven’t had a dream about him ever since.”
What Are The Odds?
“When I played baseball as a kid, they were handing out the trophies at the end of the season. They called out the names of the kids while we received our trophies. They’re happened to be a kid with the same name as me. We met after the ceremony because it was weird since our last name isn’t a very common one. We had the same birthday and everything. We looked alike, both our Dad’s were named Derek and both of our sisters were named Lilly. As a kid, I found it cool. As an adult, I find it cool and also disturbing.”
“The Universe Winked At Us That Day”
“This summer I bought my girlfriend a last-minute birthday trip to go kayaking around the San Juan Islands off the Washington state coast. After a long drive and ferry trip, we found the tour group of about 20 people and were then shuffled into a shuttle van for a ride to the beach.
Now, my girlfriend has a unique name similar to the name of a famous painter. Let’s say it’s Rebecca Warhol just for fun (it’s not). She’s a little ray of sunshine, and started chatting with the middle-aged woman sitting next to her on the shuttle as we waited to leave. The woman noted that she had always loved the name Rebecca, as it was her mother’s name. They made pleasant small talk in the van until the tour guide passed around the sign-in sheet for all of us to fill out. That’s when things got strange.
My girlfriend wrote her full name on the sheet and passed it on to the woman, who immediately shouted ‘Oh my God,’ and started crying. After a few minutes of total confusion, she told us, ‘Rebecca Warhol was my mother’s full name, and these islands were her favorite place in the world. She passed away this summer from cancer and we’ve traveled hundreds of miles to spread her ashes here.’
We were STUNNED. I literally picked a random date, time, and tour company, and THEN we were split into the same group as this woman AND my girlfriend was sitting right next to her on the shuttle. What the heck? She continued by saying, ‘My daughter told us that Nana Rebecca would be with us on this trip, and I didn’t believe it until now.’
It was the most unbelievable coincidence we had ever experienced, and has totally convinced me that there’s more to this world than we think. As my brother later said, the Universe winked at us that day.”
Are The Two Events Connected?
“In college, I took a hard news/soft news journalism class where one of the assignments was to write an obituary for one of my grandparents. The professor told us to write it on a deceased grandparent, but if all of your grandparents were still alive we had to choose one. In my case, all of my grandparents were alive. I procrastinated actually doing the assignment until the night before it was due because it seemed like a morbid assignment (especially once all of my grandparents were still alive).
Scramming for an easy grandparent to write about, I gave my mom a call and asked her for some basic biographical information about my maternal grandfather. As we were talking about my grandpa’s career, my mom couldn’t recall the name of one of the companies he worked at. She lectured me about waiting until the last minute to write the assignment because it was late––10:30pm my grandpa’s time. However, she said she would give him a call to see if he was still awake and be able to answer that question once my assignment was due the following morning.
When my mom called my grandpa, my grandma answered the phone in a panic. My grandma frantically explained that the paramedics had just arrived and were performing CPR on my grandpa because he had stopped breathing and lost consciousness. My mom was able to stay on the phone with my grandma until they took my grandpa to the hospital, where he was declared dead.
In the time my mom and I had been talking on the phone about my grandpa’s ‘obituary,’ he was dying. His death was entirely unexpected at that. Although he was in his eighties, he was the healthiest of my grandparents at the time. We ended up using the obituary I wrote for that writing assignment as his actual obituary. It still freaks me out when I think about the timing.”
“They Were Completely Frozen!”
“About two years ago, I went to collect my husband from the ferry after work. My husband got into the car and as I was driving very slowly out of the car park we both noticed two people standing a few meters in front of our car. It looked as though they were strangers, older looking professionals, both walking to their separate cars in different areas of the car park. The man was reaching into his side bag and the lady was further ahead than the man, with her head turned to the right. I know the exact positions they were in because they were completely frozen on the spot!
My husband and I sat there watching the frozen strangers, not saying anything to each other and then all of a sudden it was like someone pressed play and the two strangers just continued on like nothing had happened. My husband and I promised to each other that we would never forget how weird the experience was. I can’t remember exactly how long they stayed frozen like that but it was long enough to freak us both out!”
Was Someone In Her Room?
“Every night I go to bed about two hours before my husband. I always wake up when he comes into the room. One night he was gaming with a friend and it was hours later I heard him sneak into the room and crawl across the floor so he could pop up and scare me. I felt the floor kind of shake and felt him bump clumsily against the side of the bed in the dark. I held out my hand and asked him not to scare me, I was already scared enough and begged him to just take my hand and come to bed. I couldn’t see anything in the room, but knew he was there and just waited for him to jump up so I could move on and go back to sleep. That’s when I heard him talking to his friend in the other room. I was frozen. I know there’s sleep paralysis or lucid dreaming or something that explains this, but I would have sworn on my sons life that someone had crawled across the floor and jostled the bed.
Eventually, I worked out of the fear enough to grab my phone and text my husband to come in and turn on the lights and check under the bed. But oh my god, it boggles me how real it felt.”
They Both Had The Same Nightmare
“My ex-wife and I were sleeping. There was a small sliver of light coming in through the window from a streetlight, so the room and bed were dimly visible. Our black Pomeranian was at the end of the bed asleep.
I dreamt that I woke up, reached down to pet him, and he turned into a glossy black bivalve/oyster thing which opened up to reveal rows of gleaming glass teeth. I woke up to my ex backpedaling up the bed over the pillows towards the wall.
I asked, ‘What’s wrong?’
She said, ‘What is that shiny black clam thing with the teeth at the end of the bed? Where’s the dog?’
We had had the same nightmare at the same time. This still gives me a chill.”
“The Whole Room Looks Like It’s Filled With Mist”
“A friend and I went to a buddy’s house for a birthday party. We stayed up playing Halo 2 and hanging out. We all crash in the basement.
R (friend who came with me) and I got up at the same time. Not like one after each other, we both got up at the same time after being asleep for a few hours and rushed to the bathroom.
R was more athletic than me (probably still is) and beat me there. I ran upstairs, barely getting my head over the toilet before puking my guts out. R was doing the same thing in the basement. I was wearing a wooden cross my grandmother mailed me from Romania (I’m not religious but I appreciated the gift as I had never met her at that point). The cross somehow became detached from the cord, fell on the tile and broke into two pieces.
We both call our respective mothers and get picked up. By now it’s like 3-4am.
Felt sick up until we left the house. Once I was in the car and a few blocks away, felt perfectly fine.
R reported the same thing to me that day over MSN Messenger. Felt perfectly fine after a few blocks.
Got the pictures developed a few weeks later. There’s a picture of us on the couch rocking some Halo and the whole room looks like it’s filled with mist. Super spooky. I’ve been looking for the pic for a long time and I can’t seem to find it anymore, but every few years my sister and I search my mom’s photo albums for it.”
They Gained An Hour
“I once clocked out of work at 6pm (like I always did at the time) and began my hour long train ride home.
After I had found a seat, I went to sleep and woke up just before my station. From the station, it is a short bus journey (10-15 minutes) to reach home.
During the entire journey, I didn’t use my phone and I don’t wear a watch, so I didn’t really notice the time anywhere.
When I reached home, my family surprised me with ‘You’re home early, everything alright?’ I look at the wall-clock and it is about to be 6pm. I was too shocked to understand what happened. I checked other watches, cellphones, etc. and the time is absolutely right.
A few days later, the admin emailed us the time sheets for the month (times clocking in and out), and every single days for me was around the same 6pm, so it certainly wasn’t me having left work earlier.
To this date, I haven’t figured out how I gained between 60-90 minutes that day.
The most common theory seems to be the DST and I have considered it before. The problem is that it should work for both time in and time out and if I remember the time in was the same as always and I didn’t leave my home ‘early’ for work. If I remember right it also wasn’t a Monday which is when the clock reset affects come through at work despite the changes going in on Sunday.”
Was It A Dream?
“I am 100% sure I vividly remember a dog that apparently doesn’t exist. When I was 16 we lived on the other side of the province and my uncle had this little Jack Russell named Crue. Crue went missing for several months and then turned up at a humane society over an hour away, and we were all shocked this little dog has made it so far.
Anyway that was almost 20 years ago and the other day I was talking to my parents and was like, ‘You know whenever I hear about Jack Russell’s, I think about Crue and that stunt he pulled’ and they had no idea what I was talking about.
They insisted my uncle had never had such a dog, I must have dreamed it, etc. Honestly anyone else who would have remembered this dog has been dead for a long time and I don’t even have any pictures of my uncle. I have absolutely no way to prove this dog existed, but I’m sure that he did.”
They Lost An Hour
“This was like 7 years ago when I was still in high school.
It was a normal day, all classes went well till the math class began. The teacher was explaining the lesson and how it was related to the previous lesson we had the previous day. Everything the teacher was explaining was new to me and never heard before, so I was thinking, ‘Yeah sure I wasn’t paying attention again during that class.’
I opened my notebook to check what I wrote about that class (I always write everything discussed during math class because I sucked at math and my dad was strict about it which got my teacher to be strict also with me) and found nothing about the previous class. I asked my friend sitting next to me to give me his notebook to make sure and I found like a whole new material from the last class that I’ve never seen before, so I started investigating after the class going around asking my class mates this crazy question ‘Was I here yesterday during the math class?’
They were like ‘What?’
I explained the whole thing to them and apparently I WAS NOT THERE! I attended both classes before and after the math class and wrote everything of both classes in my notebook, but I have no memory where I was during the math class. The schools where I live have a ‘one class system’ where students stay in their class and teachers come to them for the lecture then leave and the next subject’s teacher comes and so on, so we know each other well and everybody I asked said that I wasn’t there during the math class.
So yeah, I lost myself for approximately an hour.”
“I’m Convinced He Knew It Was Going To Happen”
“This has always bothered me. I was 13 years old at the time and my dad was a coal miner. He worked 3rd shift (known as the ‘hoot owl’ shift), which was midnight to noon. As such he got home around 2pm and slept till around 9, he got up, had dinner with us and left for work.
My dad was always pretty gruff and constantly yelled at us if my younger brother or I made too much noise and woke him up after getting home from somewhere (which as an adult now I completely understand).
So one day I did something to wake him up, I forget what. Anyways he calls me back to the bedroom and I’m expecting to get a dressing down but he just looked at me and said.
‘It’s ok. Come over here and give me a hug.’ What 13 year old boy wants to hug their dad? I kinda squirmed a bit and he followed up with.
‘What if something happened to me?’ and just laid there all grizzled and tired. I didn’t hug him.
That night there was an accident in the mine. He saved everyone on his crew, including the one person he went back in for.
His was the only death. I’m convinced he knew it was going to happen. I’ll never forget his eyes that day.
If someone asked you for a hug give it to them. I love you dad.”
“Okay! Bring It Back!”
“I had a very important document that I only ever kept in one place. I kept it in the top drawer of a small filing cabinet. I never moved it and would always see it in that drawer whenever I opened it for whatever reason. The day came that I needed it now and I didn’t sweat it because I knew exactly where it was. Well, I’ll be darned if it wasn’t there.
Cue panic attack.
I tore that filing cabinet up. I removed everything and spread it out, flipped papers over, dug through envelopes, shook everything out, shined a flashlight all through the emptied cabinet in case it was somehow stuck to the sides. I mean, it was not there!
I can assure you no one took it or was messing with me. I was so frustrated. I even looked through other parts of my house, but I knew it wouldn’t be in any of those places and it wasn’t. I was intermittently going back to that dumb filing cabinet. No luck.
Super irritated, I searched the rest of the house again and, on my way back downstairs where my filing cabinet was, I called out in frustration, ‘Okay! Bring it back!’
I don’t know who I thought I was talking to because I was alone, but you guessed it. I found it in the top drawer of my filing cabinet where it should have been in the first place.
I was relieved and totally freaked out.”