Yesterday afternoon my husband was visiting a sick friend and I was home alone with the dog and cats. I was in the kitchen when I heard my husband's car pull into the garage. He drives a Corvette and the engine makes a very loud and distinctive noise, there is no mistaking it. The dog was lying in front of the door that leads to the garage and she heard it. She got up and watched the door expectantly but I didn't hear him leave the car and he never appeared.

I thought it was weird because he's not one to just hang out in the car after coming home but I got distracted with something else and temporarily forgot about it. After about 10 minutes or so I realized my husband still hadn't come in so checked in the garage and his car wasn't there. I just assumed he must have immediately left again for some reason. But then I wondered what if it's one of those vardoger glitches, or whatever they're called when you hear phantom noises of someone coming home. But no, it couldn't be because it was so clear and both the dog and I heard his car right outside the door. So I texted my husband and asked him if he came home and left again. He said no, he was still at his friend's house. WTH?

It couldnt have been some random person who just happened to drive the same car as my husband who puled nto our garage by mistake because the garage door was closed. My husband doesnt believe me and it's infuriating. I know what I heard.

So i was just chilling on my bed which is on a mezzanine spanning about 5meters 😂 . The bed itself is 2m in length and is on one side, so there´s 3meters of space where i have a tv and a couch and on the other side is this protrusion from the wall for support of the roof on that side. I literally never bump against it. Now i was on my bed relaxing and suddenly i wanted to move a little bit to get more comfy and i bump my head in what seems to be pure air. I was freaked the fuck out because this is defying any physics and i got a bit scared. Then i went with an uncanny feeling to check if it could have been anything around me that somehow glitched there... and then I came here to write. It can only be this protrusion on the wall in terms of height, but that would mean my reality is a complete illusion. Has this happened to anyone before? Unreal

It's probably not creepy or all that crazy to read about, but having experienced it myself, it was probably the most trippy thing that has ever happened to me.

I like to call them my haunted Dr. martens. I had (or have?) These Dr. martens shoes that I wore out for years until I finally got tired of them and decided I didn't want to wear them anymore.

One day, I wanted to donate some old clothes I didn't wear anymore and thought I'd take them to those public donation bins I always see in my town for people to throw in their donated items.

I take my clothes and decide that I also want to donate those Dr. martens shoes as well. So on a perfect sunny day, I drive over to one of those donation bins and start throwing my bag of clothes in there. I remember my Dr. Martens were outside the bag, i grabbed them, and I tossed them into the bin.

I vividly remember me standing there in front of the bin tossing the dr martens and seeing them fly into the air falling inside the bin and feeling relief that I finally got rid of them since I had them inside my car for a while before finally deciding to drive to the bin.

A few weeks went by, maybe a month, and I was digging through my closets one day cause I was looking for something, and as I opened another closet I swear I was ready to shit bricks on the spot cause in the closet there they were, my dr martens shoes neatly placed on the floor that I had thrown into the donation bin just a few weeks prior.

The second I saw them in the closet, I literally shouted and fell back in shock in complete confusion. My brother was in the other room and heard me freaking out. Came over and asked me what was wrong cause he just heard me shout and I couldn't even talk straight cause I was genuinely tripping and confused as to why my dr martens shoes were back inside my closet neatly placed on the floor when I VIVIDLY remember tossing them into the donation bin that day.

After that, I didn't like touching or seeing the shoes, and I got too scared to try to get rid of them again. So I decided to leave them alone.

It's been at least 5 years since that occurred, and I never saw those shoes again. Even after i moved, they haven't reappeared, and im a minimalist. Idk where they are, and i hope it stays that way 😭

A few months ago I was driving home from a work trip in New York. It was 2am and I had been on icy roads for about 10 hours, so I was exhausted. Still, I know what I saw (multiple times, too).

In the middle of absolute nowhere in Ohio, I caught up to a van that was driving next to a semi. It was a two-lane highway and the van wouldn’t let me pass for a long time, matching the semi’s pace even though both were going well below the speed limit. Also the van was driving very erratically so I was impatient to get away from it. When the van finally pulled ahead of the semi, I began passing it on the right.

I watched the van’s headlights in my left side mirror as I passed, since like I said it had been swerving a lot and I didn’t want to get hit. Once I was well in front of it, I glanced at the road ahead, and then once again looked back in my left mirror. The van was gone. No headlights, nothing. Just an empty stretch of road and then the semi that was now half a mile behind me.

Very confused, I looked ahead again, and saw the van. It was about 100 feet in front of me, still in the left lane.

At this point I was incredibly disoriented and questioning reality. I reasoned that it was 2am and I was exhausted, so maybe my mind was playing tricks on me. Still, I had watched the van’s headlights as I passed it - I had clearly seen it fall behind me. There was no way it could have gotten 100 feet ahead of me in less than a second. Also, there had been no other vehicles in front of me when I passed it.

Warily, I passed the van again. This time it stayed behind me, and I accelerated the hell out of there.

Then, ten or so minutes later, I caught up to a familiar looking vehicle. It was the same van - it had a specific company logo and slogan, so I recognized it. It was also still driving slowly and erratically in the left lane like before. With a sinking heart, I passed it on the right, watching its headlights. Again, as soon as I looked at the road ahead and looked back, it was gone. No headlights, no van, nothing. However, this time it was not ahead of me, either.

Now I was thoroughly creeped out. After a very stressful ten minutes of driving, lo and behold, who do I approach? You guessed it, the same fucking van.

Mercifully it behaved like a normal vehicle this time when I passed it, which was good or I might have had a mental breakdown. I got home an hour or so later, very disturbed, and got some much needed rest.

The only logical explanation I have is three vans with the same company logo were playing an elaborate prank by turning their lights on and off, but there were streetlights and I would have been able to see them even with their headlights off. They also would have had to time their headlights to my eyes switching between the mirror/road, which is pretty improbable. The whole thing still gives me the creeps.

I was out driving my delivery route for work like usual. Minding my business and I could have sworn I saw reality drop a couple frames. Like you know when you're playing a PC game and it lags a little? That's exactly what I saw, like the road just "jumped" a little and continued on like normal. I've never seen anything like this before except in an actual PC game.

This happened not twenty minutes ago. I set the baby down in his bassinet in our bedroom, then went down the hall into the living room to talk to my boyfriend. Afterwards, as I was coming back, I heard the baby had woken up and was crying. I had to go to the bathroom, which is right outside the bedroom, and thought he’d be fine for a minute.

While I was in the bathroom, I heard, clear as day, the sound of my boyfriend’s footsteps coming down the hall. I heard the bedroom door open and shut, and I heard his voice saying “hey little [babys name], daddy’s got you, it’s okay” and the baby STOPPED CRYING.

So I left the bathroom and opened the bedroom door, fully expecting to see my boyfriend holding the baby. Nope. Baby was alone, still in his bassinet, and he had started crying again as soon as my hand touched the doorknob.

My first instinct and the most logical explanation is that this was an auditory hallucination-which doesn’t make a lot of sense, because nothing like that has ever happened to me. But the one part that makes me overthink is that the baby actually stopped crying for a minute, exactly as if he had been comforted. All I know is it was a strange and unnerving experience.

This happened years agooo,

I was about 19/20 years old and my brother, his wife and my step niece and my nephew were living with us at the time. I had a couple of earphones that I loved because I would always listen to music, 24/7.

Now my niece was a bit of a thief. She would steal things here and there, nothing big. Just snacks, small items or whatever else was around the house.

One day I spotted her using my white Apple earphones, as soon as she left them I grabbed them and painted the bottom of the cord blue with nail polish. That way I could always tell that they were mine.

I ended up losing them shortly after. Looked everywhere, asked niece, mom, brother. Could not find them. Whatever, bought new ones.

Fast forward to maybe a year later, I’m at my boyfriend’s house (now ex) and we finish cooking and cleaning the kitchen and head to bed. I look on his kitchen counter (this is only maybe a couple weeks or so into us dating maybe) and there are my earphones. The bottom of the cords painted blue with nail polish.

He didn’t know whose they were and he said they weren’t his.

No idea how that happened but freaked me out for a bit.

Me and my friend we're eating at a restaurant. We hang out regularly and we are very close.

The waitress came to grab our drink orders. She was listing off the available choices. Ending with, root beer. My friend said root beer, which is odd because she never really got that. That was what was going through my head, I just assumed she was influenced by the waitress and just wanted it that day.

I order a lemonade. Then I left to the bathroom, I really wanted to wash my hands.

When I came back, my necklace was in the ground by our table. Which was upsetting i really liked that necklace, I thought It broke. I grabbed it and wanted to see what broke. The clasp worked fine, I thought it was odd because I usually make sure my necklaces are on. With a quick tug, when I first put it on.

Then I noticed my friend had lemonade, I asked her if it was a mistake. She shook her head no and said she ordered lemonade. I told her I thought you said root beer. She went on about how she wouldn't have ordered that, I told her that's exactly what I thought but didn't question it.

Not extremely weird or deceiving but these events that day stuck with me. I wonder if I just mis heard her, and somehow incorrectly clasped my necklace. No clue!

About 5 years ago, I woke up one morning to find a little green and purple figurine of a goblin-looking thing sitting right in the middle of my floor, upright. It looked like maybe a piece from a board game or something, but I didn’t recognize it from any game I have, and it looked really old. Nobody I knew recognized it either. I know for a fact this wasn’t a dream because I picked it up and left it on a windowsill in the kitchen where we kept a whole bunch of random trinkets, and it stayed there for years. At some point (within the last year or so) I think I moved it, because it’s not there now. I’ll edit this post with a picture if I ever find it again. (Also, it was not the Green Goblin from Spider-Man, before you suggest that)

Kind of a short story for yall. A couple years ago I decided to go to a trade school to learn diesel mechanics. I took night classes because I worked during the day. Sometime during the first week after we all got acquainted with our classmates and teachers, we were let go for the night. When I was about to drive back home one of the guys in my class invited me and another student to eat at this restaurant down the road from the school. I told him I was down and followed him and the other student to the Mexican place next door. When we got in the booth and sat down I pulled out my phone and was scrolling from my tik tok and checking my Snapchat stories. Around that time the waitress came over and I put my phone down for a second to give the lady my order. When I grabbed my phone again and turned it on, for just a split second I saw a picture of a totaled white Chevy. After I saw that my phone turned itself off on its own which wasn’t too out of the ordinary. I turned it back on and started searching through my tik toks and Instagram/snapchat stories to see where that picture came from and couldn’t find it. I figured it was probably just a tik tok that I missed before my phone turned itself off. About 20 minutes later the friend who invited me and the other student to eat started talking about how he used drive a white Chevy that had gotten totaled when an 18 wheeler ran a stop sign and hit him. He showed me the picture and it was no joke the exact same pic that flashed on my screen for a fraction of a second. I have really no idea how this could’ve happened. Still weirds me out when I think about it.

So I drove home to my parents house from grad school last night to stay for the week last night. It was kinda a long drive, about 4 hours, but I wasnt tired at all since I danced to music the entire time to get my dog to come down next to me.

But when I got to the door, it was just...different. My parents have lived in this house for almost 10 years, so it's not like I wasnt used to what their door looked like. But something was off. I should mention it was dark outside (it was around 11 at night), but they left the light on outside for me to see.

The door just looked different and so did the door knob. It was the same color it always is, but different somehow, I cant describe it. I even had to check to make sure I was at the right house for a sec because it just gave such a different vibe. I'm used to how to open the door, you have to push it in a little and then twist the key a bit to open it, but when I tried that, it wouldn't budge. My key just wouldn't open the door and I tried multiple times. I even checked and examined my key to make sure I was using the right one. The door knob looked slimmer and smaller than the usual one.

Since my brother and I are away at university, my mom has been kinda anxious about someone breaking in and is always turning on the alarm system (and she even mentioned to me that she won't turn the alarm on so I can easily come inside when I had called her earlier). So I assumed that maybe they had the locks and the door changed or something due to paranoia and went inside through the garage door.

My parents left for work early, so I didnt get a chance to ask if they changed their locks, but I when woke up to walk my dog, the door was back to normal. I could easily open it by pushing it in a little like always and turning my key. My key could fit and there was no issue getting the door locked and unlocked. The door itself looked normal again too.

I wonder what happened, it was so strange.

I must confess I read some posts on this sub and laugh at their ludicrousness sometimes. But now I actually have one I cannot explain, except for a glitch in the matrix.

I have this chandelier type of lamp in my dining nook with 5 lightbulbs on it that look like candles. A couple of weeks ago, I noticed one of the bulbs go out and it annoyed me because I’ll need to buy special lightbulbs now. I remembered I had some but couldn’t find them in the cupboard. The next morning, I see the cupboard is open and I went to close it, when I bent down, I saw the package of lightbulbs and took it out, and counted two (my cat likes to climb into this cupboard so it was him shuffling around in there).

I was glad I didn’t have to buy any extra, and reminded myself to change it out at some point. A couple of days later, I was sitting at this table and turned on the lamp. I went into the kitchen and when I looked back, all the light bulbs worked. Ok I thought, must’ve just been poor wiring before or something. But as I got closer I noticed that the other four bulbs are all a bit dusty and kind of clouded, like bulbs that have been there for a while, EXCEPT the one that I saw out a few days ago. It was brand new shiny, even the little wires inside looked brand new.

I thought maybe I forgot I changed it, but when I looked in the cupboard, there was still two left in the box. I would have remembered changing it too, if I did, since the only chair nearby is an office chair with wheels, and I’d need to get a chair from a different room to change it.

My friend says I must have jumped dimensions into one where the ‘me’ is the one who has her 💩 together and changes lightbulbs on time 😹😹

About 3 months ago me(co-pilot seat) and my girlfriend(driving) where on the highway going back home after a trip, this highway has 4 toll booths, when we were about to pass the first one I noticed 2 SUVs, a blue/black and a wine red, they were parked just a bit before the toll, I didn't give it much attention but I managed to see the guy driving the red SUV, he looked like your average Joe, with sunglasses and a beard, I was able to see him because we were slowing down for the toll booths.

Then when we passed the second toll booth I saw the same red SUV and the same guy, it was weird because the road was lonely and I didn't notice anyone overtake us, I told my gf about it because I thought it was weird and asked her if she remembered someone going ahead of us, she confirmed no one overtook us between the booths.

Then on the third toll booths, AGAIN, the same SUV and the same man parked just a bit further from the toll booths, I just couldn't think this could be a simple coincidence because I would have notice if he overtook us on the road. For the next toll booth I looked for the SUV but it wasn't there, my gf and I discussed about this during the rest of the road trip but we just thought it was a weird coincidence.

When I found this community the first thing that came to my mind was this encounter, it may not be too wild for everyone to enjoy but I would like to hear what you think about it.

A few weeks ago, I traded in my old car at a dealership in Tennessee. It had been with me for years, but I decided it was time for a new one. I did all the paperwork, handed over the keys, and drove away in my new car. I felt a bit sad but also excited for a fresh start.

A week later, after moving to Virginia, I went to visit a church for the first time. I parked my new car, got out, and stopped in my tracks. Right next to my car was my old car. Same make, model, color, and even the same little dent on the back. I could not believe it.

I walked around it to make sure I was not imagining things. The only difference was the new license plate. I looked inside through the window and saw the same little scratch on the dashboard. It was definitely my old car.

I stood there, feeling weirdly connected and a bit freaked out. Out of all the places it could be, my old car had ended up parked right next to my new one in a completely different state.

I never found out who the new owner was, but it felt like my old car had followed me. It was like a strange coincidence, almost like the car was not ready to say goodbye just yet. I still think about it sometimes, wondering what the chances were of that happening.

OK PLEASE READ MY "PILLOW CASE PARADOX" SUBMISSION BEFORE THIS ONE YALL IM SHOCKED LIKE TRULY STUNNED. I know I said I'm used to strange things happening and I am but at this point it’s getting a bit too strange even for me. I don't know what the universe is getting at.

Y'all the 3rd pillowcase disappeared. Simple, straight to the point. I'm washing my sheets again as I have horrendous pollen allergies and 2 cats so I wash them pretty often. I changed out the pillowcase I sleep on a few days ago because I felt it was triggering my allergies. Today I went to wash all the sheets and I can NOT find the other pillowcase that I 100% threw in the dirty clothes when I changed it. I even checked the clean clothes bin just in case and my blanket storage box knowing there's no way I put it in there. I'm back down to 2 pillowcases.

Ok cool I guess but I'm what the hell was that???? Did the universe noticed it’s F up? Am I actually just going crazy? But I can't be my sister saw it too???? I know l put it in the dirty clothes where else would it be anyway?? Genuinely at a loss for words and am about to binge scroll this thread to see how others deal with such weird happenings. I can't wait to tell my sister it's Fing GONE she's going to think I'm playing games with her but I just need to know someone else sees this happening.

Edit: I told my sister and yep she thought I was bsing lmaoo. She’s out of town right now so I had to call her and she basically said “yea it was weird but it’s not that deep you’re carrying the joke” but I kept telling her I’m serious it’s actually gone I guess she could hear it in my voice cause she confirmed she definitely did see the extra 3rd one and If I didn’t just lose it then yea it’s extremely strange that it’s gone.

So... This morning, I am getting ready for my usual walk with my neighbor and our dogs. I am about to put my socks on. Thos are black socks with a red heart on the side. It's very important to me that the hearts appear on the outside of each socks (I mean, I literally hate when I put them wrong and the hearts are inside).
But today... I 've remained confused because... the hearts were on the same side, as if I have two right socks (But I have only one pair of those)....I don't uderstand how it is possible...
I decide to take a picture of them :-)... ( I tried to put the oicture here but it doesn't seem allowed) after the picture, I decide that it's too crazy for me and I want to understand how it is possible...
So, I take off the left one to take a closer look : The momebt I have the left one in my hand, I realize that the heart is at the right place !!! (As if it changed when I took it off ???)... So now, my socks are back to normal and I am wearing them as usually, with a each heart facing outside ?? - I took another picture :-) -... Still don't understand what happened.

I came here to tell the story and... Surprise again : The posts are all in french (I am living in France/ being a french speaker)... Confused again because I remember that I used to read all the posts in english ... Ok, at that moment, I start to doubt myself ... may be I used to read them in french?? (When you often switch between languages, sometimes, you don't remember what language you read or heard...).. So, I let the confusion go and start to read the stories and the comments...

BUT ... ???... after a few stories and as I come back to the menu to finally post my own story, all the posts are now switched to english (without me having doing any manipulation...??)... So, yeah... NOW, I am really confused ...
What a strange world, isn't it...?

Today I went to my CPA’s office building that I have been to many times before and as recently as a week prior. I always walk the same way from the parking lot to the lobby. I arrived at the lobby and took the elevator to the fifth floor. When I entered the hallway it was familiar but felt different I walk down the hallway to where the office is and it wasn’t there just a sold wall where the door should be. So I walked back to the elevator thinking I was on the wrong floor. I looked at the floor number and it was indeed 5. I looked both ways and the other offices had different names but it seemed like no one was in those offices. It felt empty. I went back in the elevator and pushed lobby. I rode down to the lobby and when the door opened there was a bank there now. I got out and looked around was very confused. There was no bank near the lobby I was in. Now I’m feeling very strange. Am I losing my mind? I went back in the elevator and pushed 5 again and rode it up to the fifth floor. When I walked out of the elevator I was back to the familiar hallway and my CPA’s office was just down the hall like normal. I went and conducted my business with them and went back to the same elevator to ride down to the lobby. I got in and pushed L. I rode down and the lobby and it was back to normal and no bank was there. I got out and walked to my car like normal. But my mind was blown at what I had just experienced. Was I losing my mind or did I witness the matrix or the multiverse? Has anyone experienced anything like that?

So, I was looking for my trash bags. And I KNEW I had some, because they’re always in the same exact place, and there’s no way I moved them. Trust me or not, I never play around with moving my trash bags for fun.

I needed them, so I went to the storage where they usually are. You see where this is going, they weren't there. There’s a small case where I keep my cleaning stuff. I EMPTIED it. Those bags are yellow, couldn't miss them. Nowhere to be found.

It was a week ago, so I bought some new ones, alright.
Today, I opened the storage, and they were in the small case, just like usual... except last week. There’s no explanation. They're not the ones I bought; I still have those too.

So where were they?

Sorry if the title is worded poorly, I was trying my best to make it make sense 😂

But anyway, I’m so confused and need some sort of explanation?— Initially, we were just put under severe storm and tornado warnings. I had already had some weird feeling in my gut as soon I was picked up and went outside to the humid warm air and dark clouds. Me and my mom where in the car on the way home on our normal everyday route, on a main road. I had pointed out a really tall american flag like way in the distance, like it was real oddly tall. We had never noticed it before so we where just trying to figure out what building it was from. My mom said it could be from the city hall that was up the street. Then I had reminded her we had already passed the city hall. We know we did because it’s right next to a plaza where we were just talking about a new restaurant we’d just for the first time seen in the plaza minutes before. Then we were just talking about what building could possibly have a flag that tall and listing like the police dep., fire dep., etc. But eatch place we were listing we were realizing we were just then driving past. We both when silent for a second just thinking, but in that silence is when it genuinely just started to feel off. I don’t even know if I have the words to explain what I had experienced just then, but it was like I knew where I was but I hadn’t felt like I ever had any framiliarity with where I was. My mom then said, “No that’s the plaza right there”, it was ahead of us. the plaza we had already passed. It was so incredibly weird, this is real hard to explain, I knew where I was but the plaza wasn’t there, it wasn’t like the space for it was just empty, there was buildings, but it wasn’t there. Then turns out my mom was hit with that exact same confusion and we both started verbally second guessing. It felt like seconds where passing so incredibly slow, and felt like the world outside the car you could see passing us but it felt like we weren’t personally moving at all. We where just quiet for 3 seconds but it felt like our personal realities where moving so slower. Then out of nowhere we both saw the plaza right there up the road and passing us as we drove by. The city hall was there, the flag was infact from the city hall, but when driving while we were so confused, the flag in the distance never came closer, but then it was all just right there out of nowhere, the plaza, the city hall, the flag. All in the matter of a second or two, as soon as we past the plaza, etc. It felt like some force had just ran through me like pushing into my body, almost like how wind does. And then I got extremely nauseous. Right after that, me and my mom both out of the blue had asked “What was that?” And so I know she had also just expirenced what ever that was. We both felt the effects of force on our bodies with no source, and a wave of nausea over us. Then it’s like it felt like a shift in reality, if that makes since? Both felt like we had just entered somthing different and still feel so off.

How had we driven past all the same buildings that we’ve just drove past? And how did the flag never come closer until we both realized the plaza and then flag was right in front of us? The road was a main road and goes straight for miles, so it’s not possible we like drove in a circle or something. And whatever force and nausea that just happened?? I wouldn’t normally be so confused, but it’s the fact I wasn’t the only one experiencing that that makes me wonder so badly. Maybe I’m overthinking this lol

Okay so this is a mundane story but its weird to me and I joke that I shifted universes haha.

So I have these pair of farberware kitchen scissors. Meant for cutting bone, but nostly used for plastic food packaging. They are black, thick handles and blades. It has a red piece in the center, plastic to tighten or loses the blades. There is also two metal pieces between the handles for...I'm not sure, but I liked to squeeze my finger pad between them as they didn't touch so it never pinched. I dunno why I did this, maybe I'm just dumb. They weren't great, came with the knife block. But I use them often for various cutting tasks in the kitchen.

One day I need to open a bag of rice so I grab the scissors and these weren't my scissors. Although still had black handles but they were thin, no red, no weird gap. And labeled kitchenaid. Huh. I never used or seen these before. They felt odd in my hand and unfamiliar. I looked around for the old pair and couldn't find them, even in the trash, nothing.

I go to my husband and ask him where the scissors are. He says (where I found the kitchenaid pair). I asked him if he remembered what our scissors looked like and he described the farberware scissors. I told him that wasnt what we had. He didn't believe me at first but went to the kitchen and there they were. He said this must be from our knife block. It was, I guess, our knife block was kitchenaid, and I remember we did get a new knife block when we moved in 5 years ago. However this was bamboo and I'm a "everything needs to be black like my soul" gal so even that looked foreign to me. He said the other pair was probably from the old apartment and left behind. But why, for active use for 5 years neither he nor I have memory of these new scissors and I distinctly remember using the Farberware somewhat recently.

It doesn't make sense. He didn't replace it. Neither of us know where the old set went but do remember it existing. In 5 years I don't remember ever using this new set which cuts smoother and is nicer, looks brand new. Where are my scissors?

Also no one else was in our house except my cousin 6 months earlier for a day visit and never one to the kitchen.

Anyways, its silly but that's my story.

I must get this of my chest because this is freaking me the sh!t out because no one believes me. Two weeks ago i woke up to my phone buzzing and it was a message from a friend i haven’t spoken to in a little over a year, he asked me if i wanted to met up for pizza and i said yeah sure, this was on a saturday. For some reason i felt strange sense of déjà vu, i didn’t think much about it because it’s completely normal. I was doing my normal morning routine, but there was just something off. When i reach for the egg box, i notice the label isn’t quite right. Like something was off, the colors seem slightly wrong, like the box is a faded/weird/ another version of itself. It’s as if someone swapped out the image with a poorly edited copy, but i don’t think too much of that either. Later, when i was in my car, i pulled up to a red light. The car next to me seems oddly familiar. I look over, and for a split second, the person driving appears to be…me. It’s not a twin or someone who looks similar. It’s me—just a version of me, slightly off, wearing different clothes and with a different expression. I diden’t blink for over 30 seconds and actually almost drove of the road, and the person disappeared after i looked back at the road, not just him, the car and everything! I stopped at a buss stop to think about this and trying to figure out what this could be and to make sure i haven’t accidentally fallen asleep at the wheel, or something like that but everything’s normal. Just to be clear, I was not drunk, high or anything, I don’t do drugs or drink because i have epilepsi, I have good health and eat healthy, i am a personal trainer. I am just so stressed about this and i do not know what to make about this.

Please reply if you have similar experiences so i know that i am not alone Thanks

I had this weird experience the other day where I swear I saw the same person twice in two completely different places, like within minutes of each other. I was in a store, looked at someone, and then later walked past them at the gas station. Same clothes, same face. Almost like I was seeing them in a parallel timeline.

Anyone else had something like that happen? A glitch that made you question if we’re all just living in some kind of simulation?

Okay, so first things first: keep the temperature in the car a little lower and make sure you're well-rested before driving, please.

As you might guess, yes, it's one of those car accident stories, but I really want to share my experience.

It was the day after my birthday, and I had spent it with my girlfriend at her place. I had to wake up around 5 a.m. to go to work, but I didn’t feel tired or anything. It was a very cold day, around -5°C. I turned the heater in my car almost all the way up, and everything was going smoothly.

Then, out of nowhere, I’m not sure if it was because of a micro-sleep or something, but I was driving normally and then im much furhter away and Im about 2meters to hit a car on a left lane. I lost my left side mirror in the process. I screamed like a little girl and slammed on the brakes. I panicked and tried to drive away, but then I turned back around and saw a man in the other car ( i see this detailed picture of this car riggt in front of me, it was white sedan) But then there is a different damaged car with driver insde,(mid-30s). I drove up to him, and he asked me what the hell I was doing. I apologized and told him I’d cover the damages. The man seemed really scared, but I felt strangely calm, almost like everything was happening as if written in a story. Like I was joking around and said, sorry mate I dont know what happend.

I offered to pay for his damages and move on, which he accepted. I didn’t tell my parents immiedately about the near accident. I just moved on with my life. I did tell my closest friends, but to my surprise, they acted really weird about it. They kept asking why I went back to the guy. Only my girlfiend had some sane talk with me.

Anyway, I started to notice that things felt a little different than before. For example, my dad looks way younger than he did even seven years ago. I mean, he literally looks younger than I remember him. Also, I saw that I had been "playing" Darkest Dungeon in the past week, which is strange because I literally forgot I even had this game in my library. But the weirdest thing for me is that people around me seem to know a different version of me. For instance, I don’t remember winning a lot of money at the casino, (sadly I dont have it because I "wasted " it, and I don't recall meeting my friends with my girlfriend at a certain spot many times, but my friends and my girlfriend remember those moments in great detail. They even remember stories I was involved in, but I really don't know them.

I’ve had near-death experiences before, but this time it feels uncanny. The strangest feeling is that I feel like I look slightly different than I remember. My voice is slightly deeper, and people keep saying I’ve always had a deeper voice, even though I was a squeaker my whole life.

This happened over a month ago now. Since then, I’ve spoken about the incident with many people, but I haven’t told them about the strange changes I’ve noticed in myself. I try to just ignore those things but sometimes I feel really isolated and if my past was changed to avoid this car crash.

Weird thing just happened. I live alone so it couldn't of been anyone else. I don't really believe in ghosts but at the same time I'm struggling to wrap my head around this one.

So last night I came home a little drunk and went straight to bed. I emptied my pockets onto the bed while I was getting my pajamas on and then didn't move the objects before I went to sleep.

This morning I woke up and my wallet and keys where on the pillow next to mine but I got up and left them there while I worked (work from home). During my lunch break I wanted to go to the shop to grab some groceries so I went to get my wallet... but it wasn't there. I remember telling myself I must of moved it but the keys where there still, so I fully stripped the bed, taking the pillows and blanket off... but still no wallet.

I went to the shop anyway and just apple paid. Came back and finished my workday. I took my laptop to put it back in my room for the day and all of a sudden... there is my wallet... on top of the pillow... Which is weird as is but even weirder that I actually took the pillow off of the bed to search for the wallet in the first place... Strange.

So sometimes when I feel like I've lost time or I've had a Time glitch I notice I am just standing still in a part of my room like I'm loading. Or someone will tell me like hey are you there and I snap out of it. Within the last 6 years I've also been passing out like two or three times a year. And I just feel like time has just been speeding up so much. I've even had times where I've time things and when the timer goes off I go to go check them and they still have time left.