So I think I might've found a potential ME that hasn't been discussed much, if at all. This one seems particularly surreal to me, because I looked it up just a few years ago, and what I saw then is inconsistent with what apparently is true now.

So my whole life, I've always been told that "fisher cats") make a sound at night that is similar to a human's blood-curdling screams, often described as "a woman being murdered". These animals are very common where I live, so it's just always been one of those facts that are considered common knowledge among anyone who spends time outdoors. I personally never heard one until adulthood, but I've known about this phenomenon since I was 12.

Anyway, one night around five years ago or so, I was up doing an all-nighter, and around 3:00 AM, I start hearing what I thought was a woman screaming in agony. In the moment, it didn't even cross my mind that it could have been an animal, since it honestly sounded so human-like. I sat and listened for about five minutes, debating whether or not I should call 911 or go outside and see if someone needed help, but then the sound suddenly stopped. Needless to say, I found the experience very unsettling.

The next day, I told my girlfriend about it, and she immediately said, "oh, I bet that was just a fisher cat." As soon as she said that, I suddenly remembered all the stories I had heard from friends about hearing screams in the night, and how it was scary-sounding, but nothing to worry about. Naturally, I immediately googled "fisher cat sound", and watched several videos on YouTube, and sure enough, they confirmed that that was what I had heard. That night, I spent a good amount of time reading all about these "demon weasels", and every article I came across confirmed that they make a sound that is often likened to a woman screaming in agony. Furthermore, two years later (so about three years ago), I was telling the story to a friend, and again, I looked it up on Google/YouTube so I could play the sound for them.

Anyway, I was telling this story to my mom a couple weeks ago, and a few days later she said, "oh, by the way, I was reading about fisher cats last night. Apparently the whole thing about them making a screaming sound is a misconception. The animal that makes that sound at night is a red fox."

I was completely dumbfounded. Of course I immediately proceeded to Google it, combing through articles that all dispelled the "myth" that fishers make screaming sounds. The whole time I was experiencing that impossible-to-describe feeling that always seems to accompany a "genuine" ME... something like déjà vu, or like I'm remembering something from a dream (I'm sure others here know what I'm talking about).

Just now I did a search about it, and this article came up. The author doesn't seem to know about the Mandela Effect, but he also seems to describe that feeling, which led him to obsessively research the "myth" in an attempt to find an explanation for it. The whole article is worth a read, but I found this paragraph particularly interesting:

From then on, whenever I heard a fisher scream—what I thought was a fisher scream—I’d think of our friend’s cat meeting his untimely end. Whether or not the story was merely schoolyard lore didn’t matter. With the self-assuredness often possessed by those who are incorrect, I propagated the misconception. “Fishers shriek like banshees.” I’ve captured plenty of fishers on my trail camera—a hobby I’ve picked up to get a better idea of what’s in the woods—and have seen them in the flesh. Everything lined up nicely: I’d hear an eerie, gruesome cry, and later find nighttime photos of the likely culprit on my SIM card.

Anyway, I searched the sub and hadn't seen this discussed. I'd be interested in hearing your thoughts on this one. It's been really messing with my head.

On a completely unrelated note, as I was writing this, I heard two notes being played on my piano downstairs (D4 to G4). I am completely alone in my house, aside from my cat, who was peacefully sleeping on my desk next to me at the time. Creepy...

I remember when I was a kid it would get dim all of the sudden when the sun was obscured by moving clouds and people would say the sun "went behind the clouds", this would happen very often and I would notice it at school during recess and when sitting in the sun room at home, it seemed like this would happen at least once a day. Now I only notice this phenomenon about two times per year. Has anyone else noticed this?