What is the WEIRDEST story that has EVER happened to you in YOUR LIFE

30 years ago my roommate and I went to a bar in our small college town. It was between semesters and mid winter so the place was was dead.

There was one other woman in the bar, very nicely dressed, in fact over dressed for the bar and the season. She started talking to us and telling us she was in town for her son's wedding. She also told us she was psychic.

My roommate says "Okay then tell us something"
The woman looked at me and said "you have a guardian angel, you've had one since you were 6 months old. It's your father"

My roommate immediately called BS and said "Her dad's not dead, I've met him. I've had dinner with him."

That was when I had to tell my roommate that my biological father had died in a fire when I was 6 months old.

The psychic woman then said, "he's saved your life 3 times, you almost drowned when you were 2, you were almost hit by a car when you were 4 and your were almost shot when you were 12"

These were all factual stories. The weirdest one was when I was 4 I was crossing the street near my house with the light and the crossing guard, a car ran a red light and I literally was pulled backwards onto the sidewalk. The crossing guard was not at all close enough to me to have grabbed me. The crossing guard told my grandmother and my aunts who were her friends.

She told us a bunch of other true info too. My friend was just blown away.

The woman also told us it sucked to be psychic because she knows this kind of stuff about everyone. She sees all your secrets, pain, etc.

That is the weirdest thing that ever happened to me.

Fell asleep on couch about 21 years ago - pregnant. Woke middle of night with couch violently shaking (thats what woke me) and I saw a little fat round demon.


Still to this day - tell myself it was a nightmare....but I very much remember being wide awake and scared as hell.

The night I discovered my spouse was having an affair, I was in the most emotional pain I have ever felt. After finally falling asleep I had a dream I was being raped by some kind of demonic figure. It was very realistic, there were others holding me down, and I got the impression it was somehow feeding off of my pain.

Normally when I have nightmares I am able to wake myself, but I was not able to in this case, it went on for what seemed like hours.

The strangest thing, is that in the dream, my dog, who sleeps next to me was scared off by the presence. When I awoke, my dog was gone and I could not get him to come back to bed.

Somehow, I think this really happened on the astral plane. Scares me to this day.

wow, thats wierd. a fat demon

love this thread!

Bbaybird has provided some weird bird/human interactions, like he really picks up on situations.

For example, he is hand tame and loves being with us, but never took any real notice of my boyfriend being away for a few days which he does every month, but one time he was away because he was in the hospital and had had a serious heart attack.When he got home that time, he had barely got in the door before babybird flew to him and was sitting on his head and walking on his arms and really making a fuss.

So how did babybird know that that time was different?

Weirdest thing that happened to me was when I was a teenager, I was in my very messy bedroom, turned around and saw one of my steel capped cherry red Doc Martins floating in the air as if someone had picked them up and were checking them out. I stared for about 5-10 seconds and they just dropped to the ground.

I have seen and experienced many paranormal things in my life.

this didn't happen to me.
7 years ago
My first roommate in college (i was 18, he was 22) came home at 6 am
Some of my prime hours since i never sleep
he had just been raped in the mouth at gunpoint
at first i laughed at him because he was ALWAYS coming up with fucked-up stories like this to tell me, trying to get a rise out of me.
but it came to be that this indeed happened.
it was a kind of "punch drunk love" scenario
he was messing around on 900 numbers and talking dirty
and he started getting threatened & somehow he was convinced
to go to this address in a scary neighborhood in the middle of the night
with $100 OR ELSE, right? "we have your social.
we know everything about you." lame
well he gets there and is beat up & raped in the face at gunpoint
his mom and his girlfriend from home came to be with him
he was in and out of therapy and doctors offices the whole semester

3 weeks after it happend the scary large man who did this to him
showed up coincidentally to my roommates place of work
walked up to him and asked him for help with buying a video camera
he was dressed as a lady. my roommate looked him straight in the eyes
and was like "dude. you raped me." and the scary man dressed as a lady
did not have ANY clue or pretended not to.

3 years later i looked through this old unfinished notebook, & on an empty page i found his girlfriend's name and number in super cute handwriting & i felt horrible that she must have written it in while she was being supportive of him, i feel bad anyway because i moved out after the semester and never really spoke with him again though he tries contacting me often. i still feel bad but i can not allow myself to know someone that would do something so foolish. some foolishness is fine but consciously leaving a safe environment to go hand money to a thug in the middle of the night is a black hole of foolishness. can't deal. had i been around at the time he made his decision i obviously wouldn't have let him go. i am remembering now that i used to take walks all over the city in the middle of the night then, listening to a lot of bonnie prince billy in my headphones, exploring the city. coming home at 3 am.

I was 24 working at a nightclub, so was asleep at 1000am. My mom was at a hair salon, so when the door bell started ringing, I ignored it. It rang like 30 times, then would stop,30 times, then would stop. After about 30 minutes of this, I woke up, and came down the stairs to face a black man standing in my mother's living room.

I was so startled to see him, as he was to see me! I told him to leave, and come back later when my mother was home, as this wasn't my house. (I was half asleep and really thought he was a construction worker coming to repair something in her new house). He ran out the back door.

As I was making coffee, he came back and tried to come in the patio door (again). I ran to the door and screamed at him to leave, at which time he begged me to let him in the door. At this time, I called my mom to ask her if she was expecting a repair man, to which she replied, no! Call the police! Which I did. The man was still at the door and I told him again to leave, I just called the cops.

4 cop cars were in the driveway within 5 minutes. Said a black man was in the neighborhood, breaking homes and raping women!

cool story bro's

You're funny.

Sort of just put that out there to encourage some tread attention, because some of things stories are quite interesting.

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I saw a five foor pterodactyl when I was young. My brother and I. My father to this day tells me that I saw a turkey...No giant fucking turkey!!

I was a teenager drifting to sleep one night in my bedroom when I experienced an overwhelming sensation, like a voice in my head but not a voice, that I needed to wake up immediately. Upon opening my eyes I noticed a green ball of light, about softball sized, hovering low in a darkened corner of my room. I was inclined to shrug it off as my imagination since it appeared for just a split second but upon drifting back to sleep again the same sensation to awaken occurred and the green orb was back for a few seconds this time. I was pretty spooked.

I had a lot of sleep paralysis during that time also, fwiw.

Way back in the 1970's, a few years after our biological father died, my Mother got remarried to a

mysterious man in his mid 40's.

This man's background was a deep secret, and he filled a back closet with strange religious oriented

psycology text books.

One Friday during my sophomore year of high school, over 20 students and myself got in lunchroom food

fight. As a result, our after school band practice was cancelled, and I came home from school about

two hours eariler than expected.

My step-father's car was parked in the driveway, which was unusual because normally he would be at work

during this part of the afternoon. Stranger yet was that Mom's car was not in the garage, a fact I

learned as I walked past the overhead garage door an peered into the windows.

Reaching the front door, I pull my house key out of my pocket and reached out to open the Iron-Gate

storm security door. Normally, this storm door was only locked at night, and I was not given a key to

it.

As I reached up to ring the doorbell, I paused realizing that if my step-father found out I was home

early he would force me to start doing homework or chores right away.

So, I decided to climb a tree next to our split-level house and get on the roof.

There was a good chance that one of the windows on my younger brothers bedroom would be unlocked, and I

was hoping that I could slip in and make it to my bedroom unnoticed.

Quietly, I walked across the 4-12 pitched room and upto the window.

The blinds were shut, but there was a small crack that let me see inside.

While trying to gently push the window up [it did not budge because it was locked], I heard my younger

12 year old brother inside moaning like he was trying to take a big shit.

Curious, I put my face to the glass and cupped my hands to block the glare from the sun.

What I saw next was horrifying. Something that could not be unseen, ever.

At the time, I was a 15 year old boy.

A virgin. And, before this day, had only ever witnessed dogs humping.

I was so shocked that I nearly fell backwards and off the roof.

Thankfully, only my Algebra I book hit the ground below as scrambled to regain my balance.

Mesmorized, I found myself glued to the window looking through a crack not more than 1/2" wide between

the edge of the blind and the wall.

Over and over this man plowed my little brother like I had once seen a large German Shepard plow a Terrier.

I left and visited a friends house and told my friend what I had seen. While at the friends house, I used his phone and called my mother. Over the phone, I told her what I had seen and refused to come back home until my step-father moved out.

I spent the next two nights at my friends house and talked to Mom again on Sunday afternoon.

On the phone, Mom told me that she talked to my step-father and was convinced that I had made the whole thing up.

I never slept very well after that day, and always pushed a bookcase in front of my bedroom door, so that he could never get in my room during the night without me knowing it.

But, I had become a threat to this man. He knew that I knew and he was afraid that I might start talking to someone that he could not bullshit with his lies.

So, this man uses his dark power religious and state connections to have me picked up as an uncontrollable drug addict and tossed in a state controlled mental hospital. This happened just a few months after the day I nearly fell off the roof.

My mother was totally dependent on this man financially, and went along with his dark plan to get rid of me.

At the mental hospital, they tried to drug me up. And subjected me to electro-convulsive theropy. ECT.

The ECT fucked up my short-term memory so bad, that it literly erased these events from my thoughts for years.

But the human mind is an amazing organ. Slowly over the years, the memories have been coming back.

What is really weird, is that parts of my sub-consious are active while I am awake; and there are times when my mind is ON! The movie, "Limitless", comes very close to describing what my mind is able to do some 20% to 30% of the time. And, the MENTAL CRASH after using 100% of your brain power for a few days is very real.

For those who wonder what happened to my younger brother. He is in his 40s now, he lives deep in the woods as a hermit and is completely anti-social. He has no job and relys on his mother to send him food and money to live on each month. Turns out that before my step-father married my mother, he was a priest who logged over twenty years outside the USA in very poor countries.

Sadly, these events show how cruel real life can be.

In the 80's, I get lost in the Bermuda triangle for 16 days. Crossing from Miami to Bimini Island in the Bahamas what take usualy 8 hours by sail boat. Magnetic deviation on our compas. We sailed between Miami, Cuba and the Bahamas without finding any land for 16 days. We were rescued by the Bahamas army who find us near Andros Island because they thinked that we were narco traficant. On the 24 december 1981, I was the happies person in the world. The sailboat was docked safely at Andros Island.

a few freaky things have happened. i'll relate some of them.

a few years back, doing my job as a courier, I was sat in my van, stopped outside my delivery address, when I looked in my item box, and I noticed there wasn't a pen there. puzzled, as I know I'd just used one at my last delivery, i thought it must have dropped down behind the seat or something.

Couldn't find it, but anyway, there MUST be a pen somewhere in the car, I thought, given the nature of my job, using pens all the time, so I searched the car high and low for a pen. No way, nothing at all there. i couldn't believe it, and after about 15 minutes of searching, and LOADS of cursing, I gave up, did the delivery and asked the customer if I could 'borrow' a pen off her, which she kindly did, even though she knew she'd never see it again.

Got back to the car, sat in the driver's seat, looked on the passenger seat, and in the item box, half a dozen pens.

I sat there, in stunned silence for about a minute, slowly said 'ooooo kkkkk' to myself, started the engine and drove to my next delivery, wondering wtf just happened.

Then two months ago, I went to bed after feeding the cat and letting her out for the night, as I always did. She was an out cat, she wasn't happy staying in at night. My wife and daughter were away camping, and i hate camping, so I was alone in the house.

Around midnight, I had a dream about the cat, and she was lying on the ground, and another version of her got up out of her, and walked away into the darkness. I called out to her, and she stopped, turned and looked at me, then walked off into the darkness.

I then woke with a massive panic attack, but thought nothing of it and went back to sleep. Next day, she didn't turn up as she usually did when i do myself food, but i thought nothing of it, until she didn't turn up in the night, which was when i realised my dream might be true. i realised she'd been run over, and 5 days later we found her body at the side of the road close to where she was hit.

she came to my dream to say goodbye.

A few years back, I was sleeping in my daughters bedroom, as I had work early the next morning so she slept in with my wife so I wouldn't disturb anyone.

As I was lying there, struggling to sleep, from amongst the cuddly toys on the top of my daughters wardrobe, i noticed a small light appear. It got bigger and bigger, perfectly round, till it got to about 6 inches round.

It was a brilliant, yet pure white light, and it seemed to go on and on within itself. it was spellbinding, and after about two minutes it shrunk down at about the same rate it appeared, until the room was in darkness again.

I lay there, again thinking 'wtf?', then, admittedly in a slight panic, i got up out of bed and went into the main bedroom and pushed my wife and daughter over. there was NO way I was spending the night in there. lol

life is WEIRD, that's for sure.

when i started my very first sales job, my boss took me to a chinese restaurant for dinner, my fortune cookie at the end stated " your place in life is in the drivers seat" i thought wow, im in charge .....NOT.... since then i put an average of 60,000 km a year on my vehicle, hasnt changed 32 years later !!

I may have told this story on here already, not sure.

I was in 7th grade and my mom's job transferred her to Mobile Alabama. There was a concrete ditch near our new house, and I used to skate there all the time. The ditch went about 6-7 feet below ground level, so it was perfect for skateboarding.

One day I was there with a friend named Sam, and we decided to follow the ditch all the way to its end and see where it went. We followed it for about a mile, and it went away from the residential area and into the woods. Finally it ended at an abrupt wall, and in front of us were two concrete tunnels. They were about 5-6 feet in diameter, and had some horizontal metal bars across the middle.

We stood there trying to decide if we should continue into the tunnels, when all of a sudden we heard voices coming from the right tunnel. Both of us were absolutely petrified and couldn't move.

The first one said, "Come inside". Then another one repeated this, and it sounded like voices whispering among themselves. There was another one that said "We need a sacrifice" and I could hear humor in the voice as though they knew we were scared and were toying with us. Then a strange instrument started playing, like a reed instrument.

I'm still standing there paralyzed when suddenly I am looking down this tunnel at several sets of GLOWING EYES. They are bobbing up and down as though walking. They were whitish with a yellow tint, like cat's eyes when you shine a flashlight on them.

There is a bit of a memory gap at this point, and the next thing I know we are standing next to a family of 5 who all have bicycles. There is a man and woman in their late 30s, as well as 3 children ranging from age 6 to 12. They are all blond-haired and blue-eyed, and look like a typical white suburban family.

The one thing I remember odd about their appearance is that I looked down at the littlest child, a girl who looked to be about 6, and saw that she had dark circles under her eyes. I thought to myself, that girl looks like she's on drugs.

I don't remember them actually emerging from the tunnel, or even how they got those bicycles over the metal bars. They wouldn't have been too difficult to climb over but it would've been kind of difficult to lift bikes over them.

Anyway, the man held out a small instrument whose appearance I don't remember. He said, "The next time you hear this instrument, you'll know it's us."

Then they got on their bikes and rode away.

I would have surely discounted the glowing eyes and the whole story, were it not for the fact that I witnessed this stuff with a friend and confirmed it with him afterwards.

I actually called this story in to coast-to-coast a few years ago, and no name told me it was alien hybrids lol.

My sister died on Jan. 21, 2003

I was so overcome with grief. I was sitting on the computer, and listening to CREED, the songs Higher, and With Arms Wide Open. It was getting dusk here in Alaska, and my home was facing a tall mountain.

I was upstairs, sitting by huge chalet windows where my computer sits so I can see the mountain scenery. Just above the mountaintop..I noticed a bright star, just like the one in Jesus time. I kept staring, and thinking about Jesus and the star, and I felt peace.

All of a sudden, this star lit right up, and was moving slowly toward me now. I was shocked, and then it grew closer and closer, as I watched it, I called my two daughters to come and see. As we were looking at it coming to us, it suddenly went dark, and I wondered where it went. I didnt hear a sound at all, and then I look up above my house, and there is a huge celestial ship just hovering above me. The other part was all the way over my house. I could almost touch it, tall tree level. It was not of this world! I felt peace and love wash through me, as if they were there to say it would all be OK, and they were near protecting me all along. My life has changed so much since 2003...

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I was travelling the world with a multi millionaire and he went missing along with his girlfriend and the boats Captain. Were never to been seen again. This was in the French Polynesia.. I was on one of the Islands at a bar and hanging out with locals.. They went out to do some diving etc and never came back..I stayed at a local Lodge for three nights (normally slept on the boat)and was starting to worry and made some calls to people wondering if they been in touch. No one had. From time to time they would go off for a day or two without contact but after 3 days I really got worried.. The FBI got involved 2 weeks later and I had no idea what happened to them.. They found the boat at a different dock 20 miles away and the boat had been repainted and named.. They found the boat 5 days later after they arrived.. I absolutely freaked out for months and months and even at times to this day.. The FBI questioned me extensively over the years.. This happened in 2002..All there ID's were missing and the boat was completely bare.. I don't know what happened to them but it still makes me sad today thinking about it..

The Captain was French and the multi millionaire who I won't name was American as with his Girlfriend who was a New Yorker..Some say they deliberately disappeared and didn't want to be found and living it up in some cult or something alike.. I don't believe that one bit (there bank accounts were never touched again). Foul play is the belief and they ran into the wrong crowd at sea.. That's what I believe.. but RIP to all of them and I was lucky I didn't go with them that day..

Great thread!

A couple of weird moments spring to mind.

When I was maybe 14, I was walking to a friend's house. I remember that it must have been winter because it was dark but still pretty early, maybe about 5pm. Anyway, just before I got to the end of my street, I noticed two electric blue points of light, no more than a few mm in size, dancing around each other on the pavement not more than a couple of feet in front of me. I stopped dead and just looked at them for a good 30 seconds. I suppose they looked similar to when you shine a laser pen at the floor and you get the point of light, but they weren't actually touching anything to be reflected off. They were in mid air, maybe six inches off the ground and dancing around each other in circles. Like I said, I watched for at least 30 seconds before they both disappeared. I don't know if someone was messing with laser pens, having a laugh at my expense, it just seemed weird to me that they weren't actually reflecting off anything. That would have been about 18 years ago. Where laser pens available then?

A few years later, I'd have been about 17, my friends and I used to spend our evenings driving about on the twisty country roads, racing each other and generally behaving like dick heads like most teenagers do. This particular night, my car had broken down and was parked outside my house. there were two car loads of people that came to pick me up to go out "on a mission" as we used to put it. The first car was full and there were four lads in the second car. I didn't know the lad that was driving very well as he was like a friend of a friend and the only seat left untaken was the middle seat in the back of the car. I thought about getting in, not wanting to miss out on another top night with my mates, but something inside me just said don't bother. The next day I found out that, whilst chasing the first car, the second car had lost control and hit a stone wall at about 70 mph! Two of the lads spent a couple of weeks in hospital and one of them had needed to be resuscitated by paramedics at the scene. I've no doubt that had I been in that car, I'd have gone straight between the seats, through the windscreen, and I wouldn't be here typing this post today!

Lastly, the year after, I went on holiday to Majorca with the same bunch of lads. One of them bought a bb gun from the market and we were messing about with it in our hotel room, shooting a paper target we'd fixed to the door. We were shooting the little plastic pellets at the target and decided between us that it would be fun to see if we could do it blind. My mate steps up, closes his eyes, raises the gun and fires. I swear it's the truth, that the bb shot out of the gun, hit the target dead centre on the bullseye, bounced back and landed right inside his belly button! We all fell about laughing as he was stood there with this little yellow pellet poking it's head out of his belly button. You couldn't pull a shot like that off if you tried, yet he managed it first time, with his eyes shut :)

I think we've probably all had our share of weird shit happen. I could think of a few more too. But those three stick out in my mind.

I was drowning in a lake when I was 7. I stepped in a drop off. Just when I was chocking and taking in water, an unknown arm from behind me pulled me to safety. When I turned to see, there was no one there.

Go with your 3rd or 4th weirdest story.. That is what I did..

im beyond shocked at your sad story..bless you

I grew up in Namibia and as teenagers we went crayfish diving nearly every day. We used to dive next to a reef that was only about 12 feet deep, but the reef had a vertical drop off of about couple of hundred meters.

The one night my friend and I were pissed and we decided to do a night dive, which was of course illegal.
I remember the fog was extremely thick and you could not see the waves, you could only hear them and judging by the sound the waves were massive. At this stage I was begining to be a little bit frightened. I'm sure my friend was frightened as well, but neither of us showed our fear. I suppose our age counted on us doing the stupid thing. Wes hould have turned around when we felt the rip current, but we merely looked at each iother and continued.

After a while in the water I got seperated from my friend, because the fog was so thick. I dove down to the reef and realized that I was to deep. I then realized that I had drifted over the deep vertical drop off section of the reef.

As I started upwards, a massive current grabbed me and sucked me way down. Now you must understand that I was very nearly out of air, as I was on my way to surfacing, when I was sucked down. I had severe dry heaves and my body wanted to suck in air so badly, that I could nearly not control these heaves. I passed out at one stage and when I came too I did not know where I was. It was dark and I was floating on my back in the water. The air had a very stale smell and the wave action had all but disappeared.

I could see nothing. It was pitch black. I was now positively panicky, but told myself to pull myself together.
Slowly I felt around in my crayfish bag for my waterproof torch. Man seeing the light was a massive relief.

In the torchlight I saw a large wooden jetty with a type of dark ship type hulk attached to it.
I swam over to the wooden jetty and pulled myself out.

Get this, the ship I saw was not a ship at all, but a second world war submarine. I distinctly remember it was called U47 and had a emblem of a bull on the conning tower. It was EERIE!

I felt like I was on an acid trip. It was a surreal experience. I imagined the sub filled with corpses, all grinning and still at their posts, but reasurred myself that since the sub was obviously ancored, the crew are long gone.

I spend a long time looking at the sub and imagining all sorts of weird scenarios that caused it to end up here.
After a while I got my wits together and re-entered the water. I had to leave before my torchlight ran out, as the light was getting dimmer. I noticed that the tide was going out and thus swam to the opposite wall of the cave, where I judged the entrance to have been.

I dove down and the current pulled me out. When I surfaced it was still foggy. I swam to the shore and started walking, back to where I we had left the car. I was about 5-10km's from where we had entered the water.

The car was gone. I started off in the direction of town and eventually ran into a fairly large group of people that said they were looking for me.

I had been missing for about 7 hours and feared drowned. I told them that I had been pulled out to sea. I only told my friend about the sub and we tried unsuccessfully to find the sub den for many years afterwards.

Today thinking back on it, I think we never dove deep enough, because the current that pulled me down was very, very powerfull.

I have since often wondered what the sub was doing there and belief that Hitler might have been on that sub. Namibia used to be a German colony and there was always rumours about Nazi's living on isolated Namibian farms.

I would have loved to find that boat and to explore it.

Awesome story