I was catching a skytrain in one particular city about 15 minutes from where I get off. While I wait there is a woman with glazed eyes asking people for money. She came up to me, stopped briefly, and asked “Excuse me, could you spare some money? My brother is in the hospital and I’d like some money to buy him some flowers.”
That’s rich I thought. Drug addicts are getting more and more obvious with their lines. “Here’s $5”. Gave it to her without even looking her in the face, convinced of her intentions.
Anyways, my train pulls up and I get on. I look through the glass at her walking around asking others for money as the train pulls away.
The train arrives at the station 15 minutes later, and I walk down and out to the bus stop. There is only one bus the direction I’m going, and just my luck! It is there waiting when I get off the train. So on the bus I hop and wait for the bus driver to finish reading his paper before the doors close and we embark down the highway.
About 5-10 minutes travelling, the driver pulls over for a routine stop. The doors open, and to my complete astonishment the woman from the skytrain walks into the bus. A dozen roses in hand. She looks me right in the eyes as she walks past to take her seat.
How in the blue hell did she get there? I took the train before her. I watched her at the train stop from inside as we pulled away. I went over a river. I caught the first and only bus going this particular direction. And not only did she beat me there, she had time to go to a store and buy a dozen roses.
I was sitting in my car with just my dad and I distinctly heard my sister (who was at home) say, “are you guys almost home? I’m scared” in a very specific, concerned tone of voice. Two seconds later, my dad’s phone rings. Guess who’s on the line? My sister. She said, “are you guys almost home? I’m scared” in the same concerned tone of voice. I was pretty freaked out
One day I was walking to work and all of a sudden had an urge to walk a different path than usual. I work downtown in a big city. It was a strange spur of the moment urge to walk a different way that changed my life forever.
I turned into an alley I had never seen before. As I remember it, I made it about fifteen feet or so when an actual “glitch” happened. Everything in my mind scrambled. I felt like I didn’t have a body anymore, just that I was a semi-conscious entity floating through some weird dimension. All of a sudden in the array of different colors and shapes a vision came to me. It was a bunch of strange looking people that in my mind resembled businessmen in suits. They looked startled and panicked that I could see them. One of the “people” made a quick movement and everything turned to black.
When I regained normality, I was on a completely different street. It was the same street that I always use to walk to work. I felt sick, and severely disturbed/depressed.
I’ve never done any hard drugs, never experienced any hallucinations, never have had anything like this happen to me. The weird thing is, when the glitch was correcting itself and I could see those “people” watching me like a caged animal I had the feeling that I knew I was being controlled. It still bothers me very much to this day.
About a year ago, my girlfriend and I went to eat dinner at Chipotles. Its in a smallish shopping area with a burger joint and Pei-Wei neighboring the Chipotle…one of those kind of upper-classy type shopping areas.
We pulled into the parking lot in front of the establishments at around 5 pm on a Friday evening to find an empty parking lot. There were no tables outside, there were no cars in the parking spots, not a person in sight and even the lights inside the buildings were off.
Completely confused, I took the car in a sort of loop around the building in order to leave. The only thing of interest was a single firetruck parked along side the building, headlights on, but no emergency lights, and no one in the truck. It struck us a little odd, maybe a fire in the building?
As we pull around the backside of the building, and then finish looping around, we drive past the front facade of the building…
Except this time every parking spot is full, tables are outside with patrons at them, food half-eaten. There’s people walking around, and the lights inside the buildings are all on. But the firetruck was gone. Mind you, it took less than 30 seconds to make a circle around the building. Easily one of the strangest things I’ve ever experienced. More Adjustment Bureau than Matrix Glitchy.
I was 19 and had a weird dream that stood out… my brother and i were walking into a Subway restaurant near where i live, and my head hurt, and my ear was burning. As i entered, i reach into my pocket and withdrew the cross my father gave me, that I wear every day around my neck. Then i woke up. The dream was short, and made no sense.
A few months later, i get into a fight with a guy in our neighborhood, my brother was there with me. Walking away from the scene, we decide to duck into the nearby Subway so i can get cleaned up, when i realize the chain i wear my cross on is broken, dangling on either side of my neck. The guy i was fighting had broken it during the fight. The cross is missing. We 180 and go back to the scene and search and find nothing… back to Subway.
By now a headache has started to set in, and during the fight, the guy grabbed my ear and it was burning. As i stepped into the Subway i remembered that dream, and realized that i was experiencing it in the moment now; and that this was the moment i reached into my pocket and- there it was, my cross, in the middle of my palm.
I have no idea how it got there. It couldn’t have fallen in. In fact, it would made more sense to have been anywhere else. But there it was.
About 15 years ago my friends parents, Steve and Julie, were woken up at 1am to a very loud THUD that rattled the house. Worried that one of the kids had fallen out of the bunk bed Steve went downstairs to check on them but all three kids were sound asleep and safe in their beds. Julie told Steve to check the house in case of intruders so Steve checked the doors and windows before going outside to take a look.
After ten minutes of investigating the noise Steve came across nothing unusual and went back inside to go to bed. He found his wife absolutely worried sick and she demanded to know where the hell he had gone and what happened. Confused and tired Steve told her he found nothing and tried to calm her down before Julie pointed out that it was now 4am and that he had been missing for 3 hours. Julie had even gone outside to check on him and he was nowhere to be found and didn’t respond to her calling his name. Unable to figure out what happened they returned to bed and slept until Steve had to get up for work in a few hours.
Steve owns a painting business and a couple hours after working on a house he noticed his eyes started to feel itchy, then his eyes started to burn, then after a couple hours his eyes burned so badly that he was holding his eyelids open as to not blink because it felt like his lids were sandpaper against his eyes. His employees rushed him to the hospital and Steve was treated for second degree flash burns on his eyes. He was told his burns were equivalent to staring at a welders torch without eye protection for an extended period of time. His eyes were treated and he was lucky to have his vision fully restored!