As the title says. Sometimes posts like this lead to a bunch of “paranormal” discussion—that’s ok but not a necessity. I’m relatively skeptical of that stuff myself, but they always make for good conversation and friendly debunking. This also includes very unlikely things. I’ll start:
When I was growing up (in the days before the communication revolution) my family took a trip to Chicago. During our five days there we somehow hailed the same cab driver three times, in three extremely different locations in the city. The second time all of us were shocked, and the third time we actually had him take a picture with us. I’m sure my folks have the old disposable Kodak photo buried somewhere in an album. Could he have been stalking us? I guess so. But he certainly didn’t seem like he was, and nothing bad happened. He seemed as surprised as we were. Definitely stochastic—but it’s funny how weird stochasticity can seem when it’s a little less random.
My father and maternal grand father both got colon cancer around the same time, both got treatment and went into remission.
Both went out of remission around the same time (well, dad came out of remission and grampa got leukemia from radiation therapy) they both died 2 months apart.
Lucky me has a risk of colon cancer from both sides. Yay.
In high school we were messing around on the computers, got to the login for admin, didn’t know the password so I mashed the keyboard a bit and hit enter. It worked.
Should’ve gotten picked up by a 3 letter agency then and there. You could’ve been the next super spy
I remember learning to play pitch-and-putt (simplified golf) and when I finally got the swing right, there was a “thunk” sound twice or three times as my ball bounced from tree trunk to tree trunk. It was like some kind of nature-based pinball. I couldn’t believe it. When the disbelief passed later that day I couldn’t stop laughing.
The most unexplainable thing was, in the house I grew up in there was closet in the basement that had a bad vibe about it. It was cramped and sort of angled strangely, and it felt weird in there - cold and unpleasant somehow. I had bad dreams about it.
But it was where my mom kept putting our old clothes and toys. One day after school I went downstairs to get one of my toys from the closet, quickly because I didn’t like being in there.
I grabbed the thing and shut the door tightly. Well as I was walking upstairs I heard a “click.” I looked into the room, the closet door was opening by itself only very slowly and deliberately, not like it was swinging open. There was no way it could have unlocked but, it did, and it was opening.
Just was a very weird feeling, I dropped my toy and I think I broke it as I ran up the stairs!
IMHO, this happens often enough that I’m 99% certain it’s caused by pressure changes. Unless you saw the actual door knobs moving…
I heard the knob moving, but didn’t see it. It was not a door that would open on its own without some pressure, even when it wasn’t totally closed. That was the weird part to me - because I know I did shut it firmly as I hated the space in there.
Super weird, thanks for sharing. One of the houses I grew up in had some weird stuff happen and bad vibes. As someone who is relatively skeptical as an adult I still can’t make heads or tails of it. Years later I found out the previous owner killed himself in the garage. Strange stuff.
I am skeptical also and not really a believer in supernatural stuff, but I do think are things in this universe maybe we humans really can’t control or understand, or even are meant to come up against. What a weird feeling to know someone killed themselves in your garage, though - that would be creepy!!
Very early in the morning, while walking to the bus stop to school, I saw, on the side of the road, just walking there, a Lobster. I am sure of what I saw. I went down to it, looked at it, really got close. It was a friggin lobster, miles away from the ocean. Now, I do live in Florida, so we’re never really all THAT far from a beach, but I wasn’t exactly coastal. A pretty long and arduous journey for a little crustacean to make
They keep lobsters alive right before eating them right? Couldn’t it just have escaped from whatever cargo it was being transported in or some restaurant? Still unreal 😮
It really is the only conclusion I could come up with that made sense, but it was still just such a strange sight
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