Unbelievable true life happenings from ATS members

I have had several strange things happen.

I posted about a couple of "star UFOs" I had observed in broad daylight in the UFO section.

I think that my most unbelievable happening is not that exciting of a story; however, the strange part is VERY strange and I'm no mathematician or statistician but it seems the odds of this are astronomical.

I was going to go into detail about this but as I was typing it out, it just seemed so boring so I'm just going to skip a lot of details and get to the point.

In 1995 I had job and quit. I ended up regretting it. I started complaining very often to my husband at the time about how I "missed" it and wanted to get back "into" it. The company I had worked for had a policy of not rehiring people who had left. We lived in an area where that particular company was the only show in town for that industry so I was out of luck.

So, one partly cloudy summer afternoon the ex and I were outside and of course the subject of me and "the job" came up. Mind you there was no forecast for rain and no rain or drops of rain had fallen.

I was sitting on a fence (literally) and talking with the ex and I asked for a sign. I stuck my hand out and held out my index finger and I said out loud, "if I am ever going to 'get back into it' let a drop of water hit my finger." Probably no more than a second later a drop of water hit my finger.

To say I was shocked is an understatement of the highest magnitude. It was not my imagination. My ex saw it too and we both looked at each other wide eyed and speechless.

I don't know what the odds of that are but I've got to believe they are astronomical. I don't know if it was something I somehow knew was going to happen and I picked up on it, or was it really a "sign?"
It was one single drop. Not another drop fell that day to my knowledge.

In any case about six months later I indeed "got back into it" and this time with a MUCH better company.


Another story is one night I had a dream about one of my brother's friends named Tyrone. They had been friends since high school in the late eighties. I do not recall ever thinking of Tyrone or even having had met him. My brother mentioned him a few times throughout the years was all I knew of Tyrone.

So one night a couple years ago I had this dream about Tyrone. The next day I texted my brother to tell him of the dream. That in itself was strange because I hardly ever talk to my brother. I'm not sure why I decided to text him about that but I did.

Well lo and behold he called or texted ( I can't remember which) me back and told me that Tyrone had called him and had asked about ME! I was dumbfounded. That's weird I don't care who you are.

Two people who've never met or talked to one another!! Both have thoughts about the other person at the same time?! Yea, that is pretty weird.


I have some more stories but I have problem in that they seem so mundane compared to others' stories.

Edited to add that I still have not ever talked to Tyrone and have not met him.

reply to post by randyvs


Thanks man, that's one of my all time favorite Zeppelin songs. I used to play guitar in a band that played half Zep and half originals back in the early 80's called Matrix. We gigged around a bit and had a blast. Damn, it's been 30 years...

Just thought I'd add, the other guitar player in that band was the brother I posted about earlier in the thread who died in the motorcycle accident... just thought it might be interesting to add that.

reply to post by guavas and rietzi


Thank you both for opening up.
I want to thank all of everyone who had to muster up some courage to come forth. All I can guarantee is you all have my respect. I know it hasn't been easy for some of you that decided to participate. I'd like to also inform everyone of the applause I've recieved for this thread and how I feel you all really do deserve the same.

A tip o the hat to all of you guys and thank you. I haven't read anything from anyone in this thread that wasn't interesting.

No reason to stop tho. Mov'in on.

Originally posted by wtbengineer
reply to post by randyvs

 

Thanks man, that's one of my all time favorite Zeppelin songs. I used to play guitar in a band that played half Zep and half originals back in the early 80's called Matrix. We gigged around a bit and had a blast. Damn, it's been 30 years...

Just thought I'd add, the other guitar player in that band was the brother I posted about earlier in the thread who died in the motorcycle accident... just thought it might be interesting to add that.

edit on 3/12/2012 by wtbengineer because: to add

Holy crap you just thought that might be interesting ? I think it must be highly interesting for you my man.
Imagine that in a thread like this. Where is Woody Witch.

Hi Beldy

I think it's odd you haven't met Tryone and you said you have some more for us. As of yet I haven't read anything that wasn't interesting so if you got time Darlin. I want to read it.

Woody
I have a feeling Woody is going to plaster this thread with something huge. Not to obligate or get her to stretch the truth. What I know of her she is quite the honourable member so still waiting. Just trying to build some anticiapation Woody.

A lot of stuff happened when I was a little kid that was quite interesting but i'll share one short story that my mum told me about a few years back.

I think I would've been maybe 4 or 5 at the time and it was just my mum and I at home. At one point, my mum was in another room and I was in a hallway playing or something. I apparently came rushing up to her after she saw me searching around the hallway and rooms looking for something. She asked me what was up and I said "where did it go"? and she asked "where did what go?" and I said "the voyager....it was here and now it's gone". She got very interested and got me to draw a picture of it and lo and behold it was a ufo with three legs from memory and an escalator type thing which I told my mum was how you got up into it. When she was telling me this story she pointed out that I didn't know about ufo's or watch tv like that so that made it even more real for her.

She still has the picture somewhere so i'll try and get her to find it for me.

Throughout my life (especially when I was a teen), i've sleptwalked and had night terrors and some of them have involved Greys...so i'm sure something interesting has happened...I just don't know what exactly!!

Well ive had some strange experiences, not as cool as the ones some people have mentioned but i guess they deserved to be shared. The first happened when i was 13, i had a dream that i was kissing my best friend, who my whole life i had been trying to get with, and what do you know a few days later i finally kissed her. The same thing happened 5 months later, i dreampt i was kissing my friends girlfriend, we didnt get along very well either, i might add, and about a week i think you can guess what happened. Then another time in the summer of 2010 i was in Carmel, CA with my dad, and while we were parked outside the Mission i thought, 'i havent heard that Aerosmith song 'Dont Want To Miss A Thing' in a while, and when i turned on the radio that was the song playing. And that same summer, i was coming back from Yosemitie Natl Park in my Chevy Suburban with my dad and some tourists he had given a tour to, and it was around 10pm, we were heading down a desolate state highway with just rolling hills on either side, and as i look out the window on the right i see a white light flying fairly low, about the altitude of a helicopter, but helicopter it was not, as it flew over our car the pure white light that not once had flickered began to fade away, not behind mountains or anything, it just got fainter and fainter until it dissapeared. It made no sound at all andim pretty sure it was no plane or helicopter since i had grown up under the flightpath of the San Francisco Airport. After it faded away i asked the tourist in the front seat If he had seen it and he said yes. And for my last one, though it did not occur to me, i think its still worth metioning. My mom says that when she was a girl, twice she had a nightmare where all her teeth fell out and she would wake up with a horrible feeling of dread and pouring with sweat, then within less than a weeka relative would die. Now ive had that sort of dream once, minus the sweating and the dread, i spent the wholde day afraid someone would die, luckily nobody did. Well thats all the stories I have, this is a really great thread, the sort of things talked about in this are extremely fascinating, i enjoyed reading all these experiences and i hope to read many more.

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Please find the pic and post my man that would be awesome. Stupendous even superfalous. Find it.

Nightflyer If I were going to guess about your friends girlfriend. I'd have to say you guys aren't friends anymore. Great stuff. I think just lil human points in life are so interesting. Thanks man. I got a kick out of that.

reply to post by randyvs

Haha and youd be right in guessing that, we didnt speak to each other for the next 6 months, we're friends again now so its like nothing happened. OH! And i just remembered another one, apparently when i was about 6 years old i was with my mom and randomly asked "when am i going to have a brother?" the next week it turns out she was pregnant with a boy. I guess its true that kids can 'see' things older people cant.

Great thread

Lj01 lives a boring life and doesn't have any good "happenings".

I just wanted to bookmark this thread for further reading.

reply to post by Cruff

Throughout my life (especially when I was a teen), i've sleptwalked and had night terrors and some of them have involved Greys...so i'm sure something interesting has happened...I just don't know what exactly!!

The few times I seen a friend of mine go thru nightterrors> I just want to say that those things are so not right for a kid to have to endure. Scarry stuff even for those witnessing it.


01

Well I hope this puts some pazzazz in your life my fellow member. That's what it's all about so enjoy. Please enjoy. And are you sure you don't have something ? Come on now don't be shy. It's not like you have to face anyone.

being a reader of this sight i'll prolly get slayed for this but her we go.

When I was in college, I was involved in a prayer group. One night i received a call from friend who asked me to come to the room where we usually do our prayers. There a well known football player, was behaving erratically, cursing, screaming, and being very violent. People were trying to calm him down, and I was called because the person that called me believed him to be possessed. I rush over there and as I'm about to enter the room I hear him screaming. But then i hear a soft voice, in the back of my mind, saying to put my hands in my pockets, and not to take them out no matter what. I do this, and enter the room. As soon as I step foot in the room, this young man stops and turns right around and looks at me. At this point his body seems to shift. When i say shift, I mean he starts to slither like a snake. The tops of his ankles are touching the ground and he was swaying back in forth. He then says something to me in a language I am still not familiar with and bolts towards me in this slithering motion. I've been a Christian for quite some time and I am anything but afraid because I have seen my fair share possessions. In my experience the name of Christ brings demons to a stop pretty easily. So without hesitation he says I simply say, "in the name of Jesus stop." and the man seems to hit a brick wall and is laid out, all with my hands in my pockets. I added that fact because I still believe that was just a way of God testing my faith. From there I being to pray and exercise the demon. After a short time this whole thing is over and the young man starts to talk to me about his past and it became clear why a demon would choose him.

again I know most people will crucify me (pun intended) for this story but i'm not too concerned about it.

I'll toss one of mine in the pot. This happened about 8 to 10 years ago while I was in a very unhappy marriage. My husband and I were in the car, stopped at a light and he was, at the top of his lungs, ripping me a new one . All of a sudden I started smelling the strong scent of flowers. I'm no flower scent expert, I'd guess lilacs. The scent was overpowering as if it was pouring out the circulation vents. My husband continued to scream at me and I realized he wasn't smelling it at all. It brought me peace and took my mind off the harsh words that I hearing.

I have a strong devotion to St. Pio who is said to visit people leaving them with the gift of a scent of either pipe tobacco, vanilla or flowers. This happened after his death and before his canonization. For me it was a little blessing to help me make it through 28 years of suffering.

Just to let you know there were no any flowers anywhere near the car.

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At the start of this thread I was really worried that the females would hesitate to participate. I'm so glad to see I was wrong. Thank you ladys I haven't read either one yet and have to wait til tomorrow cause I'm completely done. Good night. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
I hope you're both ladys. We really need gendre indicators on this site. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Ive never really liked to talk about my night terrors. 99% of them are so vivid and frightening that I dont even want to think about them since I usually ended up dying and never knowing who the killer was. < shivers > But what has always baffled me is waking up in strange places. One night I woke up in the closet curled up in the fetal position crying and sobbing buried under a pile of clothes. I had no idea who or what I was hiding from or what had possessed me to go in the closet. About a week later I woke up in my pantry again crying and sobbing half inside of a giant 50lb dog food bag. As I started waking up all I can remember is being very very scared and both times I had wet myself.
On a few occasions I have woke up standing outside in the yard feeling as if I had rolled down a small cliff or a slope, kind of battered and achey. With no memory of how or why I was there.
This has happened several different times and I just attribute it to night mare sleep walking and trying to runaway and hide from reality.

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I just read your story after posting mine and I will back you up 100% that this stuff really does happen.

I have been to a few healing services and will relay one story that I will never forget.

People that were going to be prayed over lined up in front of the altar. First in line was my oldest son, about 8 years old, he dropped like a rag doll when he was prayed over. They have people called catchers stand behind you if this happens. It's called getting slain in the spirit. It was so funny to see him wake up and look around like "What am I doing on the floor?" and scramble back to the pew.

Originally posted by lostsock
Ive never really liked to talk about my night terrors. 99% of them are so vivid and frightening that I dont even want to think about them since I usually ended up dying and never knowing who the killer was. < shivers > But what has always baffled me is waking up in strange places. One night I woke up in the closet curled up in the fetal position crying and sobbing buried under a pile of clothes. I had no idea who or what I was hiding from or what had possessed me to go in the closet. About a week later I woke up in my pantry again crying and sobbing half inside of a giant 50lb dog food bag. As I started waking up all I can remember is being very very scared and both times I had wet myself.
On a few occasions I have woke up standing outside in the yard feeling as if I had rolled down a small cliff or a slope, kind of battered and achey. With no memory of how or why I was there.
This has happened several different times and I just attribute it to night mare sleep walking and trying to runaway and hide from reality.

edit on 12-3-2012 by lostsock because: typo correction even so I am sure there are a few I missed

that is terrible... that is really terrible. I'm curious about your circumstances. What do you do for a living? what are you interested in? Are you alone? Does it just happen in a certain house... maybe this one you've lived in a while? Not to be personal but do you remember any sort of abuse in your life? I'm not just trying to be nosy, this just sounds so terrible. have you ever had a seizure? I think maybe something in your subconscious is trying to tell you something.... and I'm afraid for you if you don't figure out what it is. It seems like something is SCREAMING at you for your attention. If you would be willing to give any details of your general life, maybe it could help reveal some things about what is going on while you sleep.

reply to post by randyvs


I still have some "funny" things happen in my sleep to this day. A few years ago, I was having a spate of stuff going on every night so I ended up going to a sleep specialist and then a sleep study.

Basically, almost every night for a few weeks, I would go to sleep and within 30-45 mins later I would wake up very abruptly and see stuff in my room that wasn't there - one time it was a medieval battlefield scene complete with decapitated heads, another was a textbook black witch with pointed hat right next to my bed. Really annoyed me.

Anyway, long story short, the sleep study apparently showed that I had a "normal natural sleep" but after complaining to them that I wasn't making up the fact that I woke up every morning feeling completely exhausted, they said the best they could come up with was "sleep state misinterpretation" or something like that. Supposedly, because I was a big sleepwalker as a youngster my brain would override my body and "tell" my body that even though I had a normal sleep, I actually had a really crappy sleep and my body would believe what my brain was telling it.

Now, i'm married, my wife tells me maybe at least once a fortnight that i'll wake up in the middle of the night and do stupid things like talk about nonsensical stuff. She just says "there there honey, go back to sleep" and I do haha.

reply to post by FlyersFan


Ah damn, I remember reading that story of yours before...... I guess the other three stories are too personal or unbelievable?

Still thanks for sharing!!!! many haven't read this story.

p.s The fact that you shared this story again after quite some time with the same exact details shows to me your an honest person, and I'm sure your other stories are true too, I understand why you wouldn't want to share them thou, there are some pretty intense and rude skeptics around here sometimes haha.

reply to post by lostsock


Man, that has got to be unsettling to go to bed and not knowing where you will end up. Did you outgrow that or does it still happen? My neighbor's son had the night terrors. I heard it as I was out on the porch and the windows were open.
I will never forget that blood-curdling scream.

I'll throw in my little contribution. When I was about 8 years old my grandfather was very sick. I was sitting in his living room with my uncle, the family cat walked by my uncle and he grabbed her up into his lap. The best way I can describe what happened next was that him picking up the cat triggered something in me, I felt something change inside and I said "grandpa is going to die tonight". My grandpa wasnt around and my uncle and I were talking about the baseball game on television, but when he picked up the cat I just felt like I had been through that before and that is what came out of my mouth instinctively. The next morning, my sister and I were pulled out of class because my grandfather had passed away sometime in the night. My uncle and I have never spoken of that since, for a while he looked at me weird and we dont talk much to this day.

Fast forward 4 years, I was in bed trying to go to sleep and I opened my eyes. I saw a shadow on the floor that was coming through the window. No trees or anything on the other side of the window and only light drapes on the inside, but the shadow looked like what I would think a demon may look like. I flipped over to see what was at the window, but there was nothing. I flipped back over thinking that maybe it was a cat that jumped off the window sill so there wouldnt be a shadow anymore, but it was still there. I was scared beyond belief at that point and just laid there with my eyes closed as tight as I could keep them.

Life carried on unhindered for the next 6 years and then one night my future wife and I were in my truck out by the lake ummm.... playing cards. As I am sure most of you know when a young man is playing cards there isnt much that distracts him. Leave it to me to get distracted, I started hearing something that sounded like people laughing. We stopped and she said "what?", I said listen. She didnt hear anything and I said "I hear laughing, do you?" She said "no", but at this point I could definitely tell it was young children laughing and playing, but wtf are they doing out here at 1130 at night? Boom! Then it was like all this scene/information hit me instantly, I saw 3 children playing, looked like maybe siblings, 2 boys and a girl. They were playing then they were getting buried by a man in overalls, beard, maybe in his late 40's. It was like it was from the early 1900's, I dont know how else to describe it, I'm bad with the words. Didnt so much scare me as it freaked me out, so we quit playing cards for the night.

I have always been scared to death of heights and flying. One morning I woke up sweating and my heart racing, I had a nightmare in which I had been in a plane crash, thats all there was to it a crash. I got out of bed called my wife at her work and said "hun I just had a horrible dream that I died in a plane crash." Then she told me to turn on the news, it was 9-11-2001. Until just now she was the only person that I ever told about that dream and I'm confident that she never told.

Right around five years after that, I was laying in bed one night alone, my wife and I were separated. I was having a hard time getting to sleep so lots of tossing an turning. Now for you to properly envision the next chain of events, you need to understand that I am not a tiny man, I am quite hairy, very pale, and I sleep in the nude. I roll over one more time and holy hell if there isnt a girl, maybe 12 years old, pale, dark stringy hair and wearing what appears to be a white night gown and she is chanting something. I freak the hell out, never in my life have I moved so fast, I run outside into the parking lot of the apartment complex completely butt naked. This is in a major city, that yes has a night life. Very unfortunate for me and all the poor souls that had to witness that spectacle, scarred for life they are.

Now some of ya are going to say I'm BSing you, thats cool, I wouldnt believe me either. Some might say, oh its your third eye or your elbow chakra or something, maybe my pineal gland. All I have to say to that is, there are pills for people that believe that stuff, I highly suggest you consult a professional. Boils down to this, I'm atheist, but at the same time I know that there are things that cant currently be explained, it just is what it is.

ETA: I should mention that I have spurts in my life where I sleep walk too, so if you are a mental health professional and have like some super cool diagnosis, that would be epic.