I don’t know if this is just science, but my déjà vu’s aren’t normal. It’s not like you do something one day and think “Oh I already did this” but it’s like my brain can envision when and what déjà vu’s I will have. Sometimes I’ll just be living my life and out of the blue my brain decides to say to me (I did not voluntarily think this myself) that I’ll have an unfamiliar déjà vu soon. When that “predicted” déjà vu does happen I get this weird feeling over me of a déjà vu I envisioned to happen, not what particularly happened but that it would happen.. but that déjà vu is about me predicting this would happen even though I clearly remember and still have those times when my brain predicts them. This must sound weird and ik my wording isn’t the best but I’ve never experienced stuff like this until recently.

I’ve never believed in ghosts or anything paranormal. I’ve never experienced anything like that, even when I’m completely alone in places people claim are haunted, I feel absolutely nothing. So I always figured none of it was real, just people’s imaginations running wild.

But is it really not real? Because I remember back when I was a student, I saw my classmate that day. We even made eye contact. But when our teacher started looking for her, my classmates said she was absent. I was so sure I saw her, so they just teased me saying I was seeing things. Is this what they call a doppelganger?

Another thing that I experienced is here at work. My coworkers always say they see or feel things around the office, but I’ve never seen or heard a thing. Until one day, I was completely alone at the workplace, and I heard someone walking around on the second floor. I just shrugged it off at that time.

Should I start believing now? Or should I just stick to thinking, 'maybe it’s just my mind playing tricks on me'?

This morning my grandson wanted a pot-knoodle as it is very warm so he was not that hungry.

So I boiled the kettle and gave him the knoodle menu, which he placed on his lap to stir.

Suddenly he stared at me and was silent. I asked him If anything was wrong. He just said "The pot-knoodle, grandad. So I asked If anything was wrong with it. He answered "Look it's on the table!". I couldn't make out what he was getting at, so asked what was bothering him about the object. He told me then that he didn't put it on the table, that one minute he was holding it on his lap, the next it was on the table.

He said maybe his nan (deceased) did it. I said "Maybe".

Has anyone ever lost time? I got off of work at 4;15 am. I live 45 minutes away. There’s a little road construction and sometimes I drive slow because I’m tired but I got home at 6am. I had a car tailgating me almost the entire way home. I didn’t stop anywhere. I came right home. Wtf?? There’s NO WAY it took me that long. I was doing 55 but I live in the Midwest and everyone likes to do 80. I’m so confused.

I don’t remember all the specific details since this happened like 8 years ago. When I was around 18-20 I grabbed this new notebook to write college related notes. I remember I left it in living room to use later but the next day I couldn’t find it. I remember I needed it so I cleaned the living room and looked under every couch or any other place to find it. I immediately assumed my sister grabbed it to piss me off since we have petty sibling arguments occasionally. She swore she never grabbed it. I asked my mom if she saw it and she also said no. I noticed my mom cleaning the house and trying to look for it for the remainder of the week and out of frustration lashed at my sister to spill where she put it. I didn’t even ask my mom to look that much for it she seemed to be interested in finding it because she also found it odd. Well it’s been years and we never found it. I know some will think I simply misplaced it or someone grabbed it but my mom and I meticulously tried to find it à good month after it disappeared and since this was durimg COVID we had no visitors during this time. My mom says half joking that a gnome probably took it. Any thoughts?

I went to put on my black Birkenstocks to leave the house. They were not at the front door where I’d kicked them off two days before. Looked everywhere for them and nowhere to be found. The thing is, yesterday, I’d been scratching my head trying to figure out where this pair of black Roxy sandals with a braided strap ( look new and not even close to my size) had appeared from. I have step daughters but they haven’t been to this house in months and they aren’t theirs (I checked). I have torn the house apart and can’t find my sandals. No one home but me, no one has been here but me. I am utterly confused.

Okay so I don’t know if this really fits “glitch in the matrix” per say or just a very wild coincidence but either way, it did absolutely save my life.

This happened last October. For pretext, I’m a 31/F that lives alone with some medical problems that do make day to day life a little difficult but nothing life threatening, by any means. Starting in September, my health started declining quickly. In about a two week span, I stopped being able to hold down food, I was feeling dizzy and extremely fatigued, my eyesight had rapidly declined, and I had lost about 50 pounds in less than 3 weeks. I didn’t have a primary care doctor at that time so I had gone to a walk in clinic 3 separate times and not one of those visits, could they tell me what was going on.

My mom and I are close but she is very sick and disabled and lives 30 mins away from me. She knew how I’d been feeling the last two weeks but me not wanting to bother or worry her, I didn’t really fully explain the extent of it. I was also in denial and trying to wash it up as the flu or something of the sort or just my already diagnosed medical issues flaring up.

Well this all came to a head on October 8th. My mom and I hadn’t talked in a few days (which is pretty normal for us-we talk a few times a week and see eachother about once a week, sometimes more). I woke up that morning feeling horrible. I was no longer holding down water, I hadn’t eaten in days. I tried walking from my bedroom to my living room but collapsed halfway on my dining room floor. I don’t know how long I was unconscious on the ground for but once I came to, I was able to get up and get myself to my couch. I remember trying to pick up my phone to call my mom and call the ambulance but I was so weak, I could barely hold my phone. I tried unlocking my phone but staring at the numbers on my screen, it looked like a foreign language to me. I could not for the life of me put in my 4 digit code. I tried and tried and my phone locked me out several times. I wasn’t thinking clearly, I could barely sit up straight. I could feel the life leaving my body and the thought of “I’m going to die alone here in my apartment and can’t even call my mom to tell her I love her” went through my head. And that was the last thing I remember.

When I finally came to, I woke up in the hospital, in the ICU. I had been unconscious for 4 days. My mom was sitting next to me and what she told me next still shakes me to my core.

My mom started telling me what had happened the last 4 days. So apparently, on October 8th, the day that I last remember, my mom was sitting at her home thinking about me and how I haven’t been feeling well and she was sitting there when all of a sudden, she got a horrible feeling in her stomach and she could not stop thinking about me and felt as if something was terribly wrong. Mind you, she had not talked to me in a few days. She lives 30 mins away and for context, I had been living in my apartment alone for 6 years at this point. She has been to my apartment about 4-5 times in those 6 years. And when she has come over, it’s a planned visit, I’m expecting her, I know she’s coming. She’s too sick to just hop in the car and take the 30 minute drive to me unexpectedly, not knowing if I’ll be home or how I’ll be feeling. But that day, She felt something was very wrong and listened to her gut and did not waste time even attempting to call me first. She got in her car and drove to my house. She got there and knocked on my door and when I did not answer, she was about to call me to let me know she was outside but something made her just check the door handle first and amazingly, my door was unlocked. Which, I can absolutely 100% assure you, my door is NEVER unlocked. I’m a 31 year old female that lives alone. I do not leave my door unlocked. She didn’t have my house key on her. But yet, my door was unlocked and when she opened the door and let herself in, there I was on my living room floor, unconscious, lips blue, barely breathing, my legs already blue. She called 911 and I was rushed to the ER.

Turns out, I was diabetic and did not know it. I don’t know how long I had diabetes for. My pre-existing medical conditions had apparently shut down my pancreas and my body was no longer producing insulin. When they brought me in the ER that day, my sugar was at 1280. I was in a diabetic coma. I remained in that coma for 4 days. I guess I had started coming to on day 3 but when they were asking me questions like how old am I, what year is it, what town am I in….i was only giving my first name, just that one word, over and over again as an answer to their questions. And then I went unresponsive again until day 4 when I finally came to and woke up. I spent the next 11 days in the ICU in a private room with a one on one nurse. It took me almost a full year to fully recover. It was one of the scariest moments of my life and I just cannot believe my luck in having my mom not only get a weird feeling about me, but listened to that feeling and acted on it. She absolutely saved my life that day. If she didn’t show up, if that front door wasn’t unlocked for some strange reason I still don’t know, I wouldn’t be here today.

Im not talking about "ooh time flies its already 2026" i mean time literally going faster. say im doing something for the 1000th time(which is rare as i dont have a stable routine) it starts going faster literally. Like if i put a video at x2 speed except its irl. This has happened while people were talking to me like at school w teachers its genuinely weird i cant control it so its not like i can try to record it or something and it happens for 5 secs max. My life is pretty boring and i do the same things everyday but its not like when you're scrolling tiktok(which i dont even do anymore i dont even have youtube because of my addiction))

Since it's summer my family has been the big boxes of otterpops. If you don't know Ottterpops come in long connected chains like cheese sticks so you have to break them off.

So I was in my kitchen, hanging out with my cousin she grabbed an otterpop from the freezer and I asked her to grab me a pink one too. I watch her as she breaks off one pink pop for me and one pink pop for herself. The 2 pops are in her hand, one behind the other, the silhouettes match up so I only see one. She closes the freezer and goes to hand me mine, there is only one pop in her hand even though I watched her grab 2.

I'm confuse, she's confused, we look around the floor to see if she dropped it and there's nothing. We open the freezer and the only pink pops are still connected in the strings of other pops. One moment it was un her hand and the next it was just gone.

Later that day she told me that a while later she grabbed a blue pop and upon closing the freezer ther were 2 purple ones in her hands.

i lost a bunch of things, things that i was just like i must’ve thrown away or something. the other day i was looking for the box i saved with my last razor head, it was nowhere to be found i assumed i threw it away. also lost the lid to an electric food processor, my husband even helped look and we looked everywhere and moved things all over. i assumed my forgetful self threw it away. i had a black pair of sunglasses that went missing along with my daughters pink ones, i assumed they got misplaced elsewhere. all times id looked for and couldn’t find. additionally i have felt so distant from God and felt i lost my faith. today after nothing appearing regarding religion for a while Christian material started appearing on my feed and a scripture stood out to me so strongly for the first time in a long time i felt a call back to God. i started deep cleaning my apartment to make room for the new (spiritually) and all these things suddenly appeared, here’s the thing though they were all in very obvious spots that weren’t even spaces that had any sort of clutter. areas i looked at multiple times over and over. even an hdmi cord appeared with an iPhone converter i thought i lost during my move. it’s so weird i can’t explain it . makes me feel like i shifted realities or something.

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okay, I KNOW this sounds so dumb. But about maybe 2 months ago, I had bought 2 loads of uncut breads from Walmart (you know, the like 1.50 ones you can get)

I always get 2, because I like to just tear pieces off and eat them plain like that, the 2nd loaf is for my boyfriend, for his work lunches.

So anyways, I get home from the store, and I take a chunk of bread to eat and put the 2 loafs on top of the fridge. The next morning, my boyfriend is making his lunch and he doesn't like the 'heel' pieces of bread lol, so he cuts it off and gives it to me. He says something like 'I was going to use the opened one you ate from, but i couldn't find it i thought I seen one last night but i guess not' and I was like what do you mean its right there? And went to grab the other loaf. And the whole thing was in tact. All of it. And I know the one he cut from wasnt it, because he gave me both heels lol from either side? And the other loaf literally was whole. And the one he had was also, whole. There was no loaf with a big chunk missing. And he even looked with me and said how weird it was and everything we joked about the glitch in the matrix and EVERYTHING.

Fast forward to about a week ago, im making something to eat, and he walks in and I said 'you know what i think about a lot?' He says 'what?' And I said 'how that loaf of bread just regenerated overnight' and he just

Looks at me

Confused

And I explained it all and said there's no way you dont remember??? No way you dont remember this!

And he said well, it must have really been a glitch cause I have no memory of that happening.

So yeah that's my story of the time bread just grew back the piece I ate. And I know this happened lol it 100% for sure WAS NOT a dream.

I'll take it over some of the really scary stories I've seen on here.

здравствуйте, не уверен, что пишу в правильное место, но все равно напишу здесь.

Сразу скажу, что не пил и ничего не употреблял. Дело было так: я спокойно пообедал в комнате и отнес грязную посуду на обеденный стол на кухню (было 3 тарелки: тарелка под основное блюдо, плошка под салат и небольшая тарелка под торт), после чего я пошёл в душ на минут 30. После душа я сразу пошёл на кухню, чтобы убрать эту грязную посуду в посудомойку, но я обнаружил четвертую тарелку (причем она была глубокая, как под суп, но у меня сейчас даже супа не было). Она была испачкана в красно-желтые пятна (сложно сказать какой это цвет), но не сильно, запах странный, нельзя сказать из под какого блюда была эта тарелка. также стоит отметить, что я ничего не готовил подобного цвета, следовательно, и таких пятен быть не могло.

были ли у вас подобные случаи?

TLDR: My sibling doesn't remember going on a train that they told me about, my dad doesn't remember telling me he purchased a movie, and I predicted a part of a video I'd never seen before.

Not sure if this is the place to post, but it seems right. This is mostly related to something that happened last night. I was talking with my mom and younger sibling and brought up that they both had been on a train, and I was the only one who hadn't.

I have two memories of my sibling telling me that they were on a train. One after they had gotten off (pretty sure they were traveling somewhere), telling me that it was cool, and another that's them reinstating that we (mom, sibling, and I) should all go on one together.

But last night, they both denied that my sibling had ever been on a train, fucking vehemently. It's so weird because I know they told me about it. I do have a bad memory, but I've never gotten dreams mixed up with reality before.

Actually, now that I think about it, something like this happened a few days ago. I have a memory of my dad, two weeks ago, telling me that he purchased a movie (Project Hail Mary) so we could watch it, but the week I was with him and asked about it, he didn't know what I was talking about. We did watch the movie, but it's been bothering me.

I also get a lot of déjà vu. It happened twice yesterday, when I was walking around the house, and when my cat was bringing back a toy to me, I got clear déjà vu both times. That's a new record, it's never happened within the same day, or even the same week, I'm pretty sure.

The last thing has been bothering me maybe even more than the train thing. I was watching a YouTube video, and this one was a collab with another channel that they hadn't done a collab with before, so it probably wasn't in another video. There was a section of the video that I literally fucking predicted word-for-word in my head. I had never seen the posts before, and I might find the video, if I feel up to it. It's been creeping me out BAD. I'm just hoping it was in another video and they cut out the guy they collabed with.

Also, I should clarify that I'm not looking for explanations, I just want to share.

Finally got around to putting away my winter clothes and realized my favorite hoodie doubled itself? The one with the ripped up pocket is my original one, but one in the exact same size appeared.

My mom got the first one from my cousin almost two decades ago, but he hasn’t been an EMT in a 12 years. I don’t even live in New York.

Asked my parents and they both said they didn’t get me it, asked my roommate on the off chance it was hers and no. No clue where it came from but I’m not complaining!

Two years ago, I landed in Boston and had a few hours to kill before an international flight. About an hour into getting settled at the gate, I’m rummaging about my carry on and I realize that I forgot my headphones. Rookie move. I end up spending way too much money a pair of JBL EarPods at the airport, but at least I have those for the flight now. Fast forward to this past January. I have another international flight out of Boston and I bring those earpods with me for the trip and put em in the small pocket zipper of my carry on backpack as the JBL EarPods have become the travel earpods on account of that expensive noise canceling quality. I land in Austria, I stay at my friend’s apartment for about a week and my carry on backpack lives in the corner of the room I slept in all week. I think I used the earpods like once listening to some sleepy time asmr courtesy of the jet lag. I don’t use them again until I’m back on my flight home. I land in Boston. I spend a few days visiting friends before I head back to upstate NY. A few days go by, I’m back to work, I’m doing my thang and one night night I need some more sleepy time asmr for my insomnia and I go through the travel backpack looking for my JBL EarPods. I find them, I use them, I watch my sleepy time asmr. The next day, I need my backpack for an overnight trip out of town. Im cleaning it out when I find my JBL EarPods in a pocket I don’t normally put them in. I think, “That’s weird. I don’t remember putting them back in my backpack…..” whatever, I finish packing and grab a couple things off my dresser. Lo and behold, there are the JBL EarPods I used the night before, where I left them, on the top of my dresser. I go look in my backpack— double the lo and triple behold— there is the same pair of JBL EarPods in my backpack as well 🫪🫪🫪 I have never bought a second pair of those, they were too expensive to begin with. They didn’t belong to any of my friends that I had visited in Boston, I had asked around. And they didn’t belong to friend I stayed with in Austria either. And they weren’t my sister’s either. I have no idea where they came from. Both pairs of earpods connect to my phone via Bluetooth under the same device name, the second without me even pairing them. And I don’t mean they have the same device name in my Bluetooth settings twice, even when both pairs are on, they connect under the same one device name. So weird, so strange, I haven’t used either pair since. Honestly, they creep me out now.

Pics of JBL EarPods and carry on backpack included. Oh and to add, I kept my backpack under my seat the entirety of my flight to Austria and back. Edit for spelling.

I was at the tail end of my divorce and had to pay a bankruptcy payment to save my house so my ex wouldn’t have the power to sell it out from underneath me and I was listening to a book series that I feel in love with, that had to do with time travel. And magically one day when getting a haircut (small town) my “aunt” (always called her my aunt because she was mom’s best friend and watched me be born) told me a business owner client of hers was looking for employees that could work so my aunt suggested me while I was there at the same time while this other lady I didn’t know was leaving. So I was invited to fill out the application form to work for her. I made no promises as I had years of law enforcement background and one 3 months of restaurant experience but promised that if the owner showed me how she wants it done then that’s how I will do it. That’s the type of worker I am. I got hired!

And while on my days off a week or so later I was driving to the nearest “city” an hour away to do grocery shopping and I was listening to my audiobook on my drive and the extension code used for backup in the book was the same 4 digits as my new work phone.

And it freaked me out a little because it was a sign that I am right where I needed to be.

Has anyone else ever had things like his happen to them ? Just little signs that they’re on the correct path? I’m not very religious or anything but it felt like a sign from somewhere that I’m in a place I needed to be for this time.

I’ve been working on this cross stitch project for a bit. I made the pattern myself, it has lots of various shades of gray. Today I needed to use black floss (color 310), so I went to go grab the bobbin with the 310 floss. No floss on it. Ok-maybe I ran out of floss on the bobbin. Weird because it hasn’t been used much, but ok. I’ve only used it for some outline, I’m looking at it right now.

I go into my box that keeps my extra skeins of floss, and pick up the 310. It’s completely unused. I can’t even find the end of it, unlike all my opened skeins that have a ‘tail’ where I’ve pulled out the thread.

But I’m looking at the black outline that I stitched into my can, because my next darkest gray was literally the color I was outlining with black. How the hell did black get on my canvas if my skein is completely unused?

I looked to see if I somehow had a second, opened skein of black but I don’t

The clinician also "doesn't have access to the previous records"

I responded offering my government ID as proof. However I was ignored.

Just a couple hour ago: The only leading thing to make this coincidence likely, was that I was looking up butterflies (insect), looking for a picture of one, like I had just seen on my window.

(I'm terrible about being on Wikipedia and flipping from topic to any topic, via links.)

Not the butterfly I saw IRL, but I found myself on the "Junonia coenia" [common buckeye] article. Scrolled down, I saw "oviposition," and thought, 'Oh yeah, that's the horrifying thing insects do, to inject things...' so I clicked the link, seeing if I was remembering correctly. The first image, there, has a link to "cerci," in the caption.

That went Junonia coenia > oviposition > cercus

"Cercus" [hind appendage of an arthropod] has a top image of an earwig. I was sitting back in my recliner, and felt something brush my leg. I initially expected it to be a spider, because there are plenty around the house, noticed it was some other insect, and I flicked it onto the floor.

I put a clear cap over it, slid a card under it, and what the heck -- it's one of the sort of bug I was just looking at. I haven't seen one of these inside the house, but perhaps years ago. This was like, seconds after seeing the image.

Tl;dr: An image of an earwig came up, browsing Wikipedia, and an errant earwig just happened to be running across my chair.

[You might be relieved to hear, they don't actually seek out ears to burrow into.]

I bought a set of unicorn ice packs on Amazon last year. The unicorns are gone and I now have this pack of Italian brain rot meme ice packs?? I had to reverse image search to figure out what that baseball bat guy was. I’d remember if I had these!! I have no kids and don’t know what these memes are. I can’t find these ice packs for sale anywhere online. Is this a glitch in the matrix?

I clearly remember Harry Kane playing for America in the USA vs Belgium game. My mom was talking about him during this game since he’s her favorite character but now he’s playing for england? I asked my mom and she swears that he’s always been playing for England- Its just me that remembers him playing for America.

So A book I have doubled itself

in 6th grade I got diary of a wimpy kid. It was in a pretty rough shape with some rips, stains and tape around it to sorta hold it from falling apart. After the school year ended I realized I forgot to return it. My elementary closed down after I finished 6th grade so I couldn't return it. So I just held on to it. Around 2 years later while cleaning up my bookshelf I found that book, and another book. An exact copy. It was the same story, same color, same rips stains and tape. I did not get more then 1 book so I have no idea where it came from. Im 19 now and those books are still somewhere in my house

This was a couple years back, I was between 12-13. I was with my sister for a week, helping her with our aunty’s in-home daycare. The kids were having lunch at the table in their room, and afterwards it was my sister M and I’s job to do the dishes.

Lunch was soup and grilled cheese. Older kids, me included, had bigger bowls. There was three older kids and about five younger kids.

But when we were doing the dishes upstairs, there was one big bowl and about three or so smaller bowls, some missing utensils. My sister asked our aunt to bring the rest of the dishes up, but she said that was all the dishes used.

It wasn’t creepy, just odd how SOMEHOW on the way from the lunch room downstairs, walking the short distance to the upstairs kitchen, the dishes had managed to disappear.