What's the strangest thing that ever happened to you?

No one has responded because nobody could possibly top this.

Although - and this has happened to me more than once - I've spent an evening together with a woman. Something called a "date". But my memory is a little foggy after all these years.

: Hi, I am TheBoost, and I watched too much Twilight Zone as a kid.

But seriously, weird. Doppelganger. Lucky you are still alive. Good call on speeding out of there. Worst thing you could have done is hoped out and tried to meet yourself.

Or that dude is probably on a Star Trek forum posting the exact same thing, only about how he was pulling into the gas station and the other guy was leaving.

VFP is right though, that one is hard to top. I keep thinking of my life's strangest moments, and they all fall flat. And I have had a strange life...

I guess the weirdest thing was one night (like TheBoost, no mind-altering substances or fatigue entered into this) a friend and I are out at his place in the country, shooting the shit. Both of us being amateur star-watchers, we're both looking up into a clear dark sky for shooting stars.

One thing catches my eye, and I point it out to my friend.

It looks like any other star in the night sky, with two differences:

1) It's a mint-green color
2) It's moving

Now my friend and I are interested but not alarmed; probably just a satellite, right? Well, this thing comes to a stop. And stays in place for a moment or two...

Then it shoots into another direction, out of sight, in a sudden burst of speed.

Do satellites do that?

It was my freshman year in High School, and I was hanging out at my friends house on his roof, with a few other friends.

We climb down the ladder to go back inside, and we heard heavy footsteps running off of the roof. It wasn't an animal, it was the sound of shoes. All of my friends were already on the ground at that point.

Another time, I was sitting in my chair listening to music, and something had literally turned the volume knob all the way up while I was looking at it.

The stereo didn't have a remote, it's volume knob takes a little strength to turn it up, plus I didn't have it loud enough for vibrations to turn it up.

Then for the grand finale. Me and my sister were hanging out one night watching a movie, then all of the sudden her kerosene lamp exploded. It wasn't full, and it wasn't lit. It just exploded for no reason. I saw that it was firmly on the table, and we didn't have anything but the tv on. It was pretty freaky.

Plus. I always hear what sounds like somebody dropping a piano upstairs. This is an older house, but it isn't any thing along the lines of aging wood. It sounds loud and you can feel it throughout the house.

Mine involves 'gassing up' of a different kind....A long time ago...

Not sure if I should post it or not....Drugs are bad kids...Don't do drugs!!!

Needless to say, it freaked the shit out of me, and was very real.

ferris209 said:

nothing mysterious or supernatural, just not common. I picked a guys head up from the ground. Just his head, that was all. Had been severed in an auto accident and the weirdest thing is that it was severed just perfect, like it was intentional. He was looking up at me. Weird.

Thanks Ferris.

I'll try to contribute to the thread while I'm here. My mom and stepdad swore they had a ghost in an apartment they lived in in Indianapolis. Thankfully they didn't tell me that it only really appeared when I was visiting. Apparently it lived in my room when I wasn't around, but would wander into my parents' room so it wouldn't scare me while I was there. A couple feelings of pressure on them in the middle of the night, one sighting (just a sad guy in his boxer shorts). Even when I wasn't there someone would knock on the bathroom door, as if he was making sure no one was in there so he could use it.

Creepy. We don't talk about it much anymore.

Ah, got one. When I was quite small (don't quite remember, going to say seven or eight) my mom and dad tucked me in for bed, then went out for an evening walk. My bedroom door was left open, and the hall light was left on. Just moments after I heard the front door close behind my parents, the hall light turned off, then on again, then off, then on again, then off, then on again. This went on for several seconds, then the light remained on. I could have wrote it off as wonky wiring, or something with the power, that would make perfect sense. But the thing that made my young self's blood turn cold, hair stand on end, and freeze entirely in place, unable to move anymore than other than pulling the covers up to my neck, was that each on and off of the light was accompanied by the sound of the click of the light switch.

The next morning my young skeptical mind came up with the theory that someone had slipped into the house after seeing my parents leave, and flicked the light switch (which was very near the front door) on and off looking for a reaction so as to determine if the house was abandoned or not, and my choking out the words "Mom? dad?" was exactly what this fellow needed to tell him that the place wasn't deserted and that he needed to find another place to burglarize.

Of course, there was also my older sister whose room was down stairs to consider. She was just the mechievious sort who'd try to do something like that to freak me out. But for some reason my young mind, despite the fact that it was always suspicious of her about everything, never considered the possibility of it being her. Maybe it is because I didn't hear her come up the steps, or because she was sleeping over at a friend's that night. I don't remember, but at the time I was certain that it couldn't have been her for some reason.

ferris209 said:

nothing mysterious or supernatural, just not common. I picked a guys head up from the ground. Just his head, that was all. Had been severed in an auto accident and the weirdest thing is that it was severed just perfect, like it was intentional. He was looking up at me. Weird.

Decapitation due to the head going through the windshield in an unrestrained auto collision, correct? It is fairly common place for unrestrained individuals to wind up with severed heads right? Just not the perfect severing as you described? Or is the whole thing rather uncommon?

My friend has a theory that seatbelts are not necessary and don't really save that many lives and are just as likely to make matters worse in the event of a wreck. I told her (she was driving during this conversation) that if we had a wreck she'd end up losing a head while I'd walk away unscathed thanks to my seat belt and she laughed at me about the possibility of decapitation via windshield. This made me doubt my belief in the frequency of actual decapitations in auto crashes. In her profession she deals with car crash victims on a near daily basis, but typically she is dealing with the ones who haven't stopped breathing yet.

But, I figure Ferris can set me straight on this one, and add/take away my arguments validity.

Two events come to mind:

One strange incident occured when I was in high school.  I had dreamed that my family and I were in a car chase.  In the dream, we ended up getting into a head-on collision and my dad died.  I woke up in a panic; it took a few seconds for me to realize it was just a dream, and that both my parents were safe.  Later, at breakfast, I asked my mom how she slept and she tells me she had a terrible night -- seems she had a dream that she was at my dad's funeral.  I then told her about my dream.  My dad, who was sitting there eating his Cheerios the entire time, began to look a bit nervous.  My mom and I then told him that under no circumstances were we letting him leave the house that day.  To this day, that was the first and only time either my mom or I have dreamed about my dad's death.

The other incident occured when I was very young (I'm guessing somewhere between 6-8 years old).  I woke up in the middle of the night and decided to go to the kitchen to get a drink.  As I'm walking down the hall, I pass the doorway leading to our dining room and, out of the corner of my eye, I see this shadowy figure, about my height, walking parallel to me... it was almost like I was passing in front of a mirror, but with only a shadowy reflection being mirrored back.  I stopped and did a double take, but the shadow was gone and I was left looking into the dark, empty room.  I proceded to get my drink and went back to bed, surprisingly (in retrospect) not too disturbed by the incident; more than anything, I was curious about what I had seen.

Years later, talking with my wife, I recalled this incident.  At first I chalked it up to childhood imagination, but out of curiosity I googled "shadow people".  Turns out I'm not the only one to have experienced this phenomena.

I can believe there was something beyond coincidence with you and your mom both dreaming of your father's death, not that your dad was in danger and you were being warned, but that you and your mom somehow communicated in your sleep.

Seems like things like this happen to me all the time: I'll for no reason start thinking about someone I haven't seen in a long time, throughout the day thoughts of them will pop up in my mind, and then sometime in the evening the phone will ring and it will be them.

Perhaps I was thinking about them because they were thinking about me. Or perhaps they started thinking about me because I was thinking about them so they decided to give me a call. I don't know, it just seems weird when some one you haven't talked to or thought about in months calls you up out of the blue on that one day you inexplicably started thinking about them.

Also, seems like I often hear people answer the phone with the words, "Hey! I was just thinking about you!"

I am not a strong believer in the supernatural, so I don't think it is anything like that, but I believe that we may have some unknown means of communicating with one another that none of us is fully aware of. This is not some strong belief of mine, I don't have any scientific evidence to support it or explain how it might even be possible. It is just that things like that have happened too often to me, and I have often heard other people admitting to experiencing those kinds of coincidences often enough that it makes me suspect they may not be entirely coincidental.

TheBoost said:

What's the most inexplicable thing that has ever happened to you? The wierd, the bizarre, the mysterious?

When I was 18 I was gassing up at night, and as I exited the gas station I saw another gold-colored Ford Temp pulling in. Curious who drove the same car as myself I looked in the window.

I was driving.

Not a guy who looked like me. Me. Same hair, glasses, bad sideburns, letterman jacket. And it was the same car. Same lightning-bolt air freshener hanging from the rearview mirror, same duct tape holding up the sideview mirror.

We both slowed down and stared at eachother for about 6 seconds, then, overcome with an inexplicable terror, I accelerated out of the gas station onto the street and drove off at full speed.

I was sober and not overtired, so short of a random lengthy causless hallucination I've never known what to make of this occurance.

 

 THAT WAS YOU???!?!?!?!?

A couple years ago, my wife and I had an afternoon off and we decided to go for a drive  But what started out to be a nice pleasant drive into the country turned into the "Afternoon from Hell." First of all, when Marta and I were leaving, the cats looked at us like, "Where are you going?" Then, when we were driving, we had to stop and get gas. So right there that's time taken away from looking at scenery. Then, when we got home, guess what the cats are doing? Sleeping! Man, what next?

ferris209 said:

nothing mysterious or supernatural, just not common. I picked a guys head up from the ground. Just his head, that was all. Had been severed in an auto accident and the weirdest thing is that it was severed just perfect, like it was intentional. He was looking up at me. Weird.

That is one of the reasons I avoided becoming a police officer. I've always wanted to help people, but I am just too unstable to be a cop. You guys see some really bad stuff. I couldn't handle it, which is another reason I won't join the military.

I think a lot of the police. It really takes guts to be one, I could only imagine the things you guys see.

My family was driving through an old country road in Kentucky, during winter back when I was very young. We were going up an icy hill, when a semi truck started sliding down our way, which would have killed us, but the truck was pushed up the hill and out of the way to a firm stop, by nothing. It just defied the laws of physics.

In 2003, I was playing golf with my cousin. I was standing a good distance away, when he began to swing his 9 iron, but for some reason he put too much force into the swing, hitting me in the head. I saw stars, everything became almost colourless, aside from the blood. I remember running into the house, in shock. My dad looked like he was about to die. I remember sitting on the porch with a rag to my head, asking if I was going to die. When I got to the hospital, I went to the bathroom to clean up some of the blood, and I remember looking into the gash, and seeing my skull. The doctor came in, stitched my skin internally, and externally. He said I was very luck, I could have been hit in the temple, and died, or hit in the eye, and went blind, or busted my skull causing brain damage. I don't consider that strange, but it was miraculous. I think about how fragile we all are. I also think about how friggin hard my head is.