A friend of mine swears that he was once driving down a relatively busy street at night when suddenly he saw an airplane that was on fire fall from the sky and explode in the distance.
This was before cell phones, so he rushed home and turned on the TV expecting to see something about it on the news. And there was nothing. And he never heard anything about it.
Had he hallucinated? This happened over 20 years ago and he still talks about it…WEIRD.
Folks on AskReddit talked about the weirdest things they’ve experienced that they can’t explain.
1. The fish man.
“A tiny humanoid creature underwater.
To this day i still search the internet in hopes that what i saw was an actual type of fish but i still haven’t found anything. I was snorkeling at the age of 16 off the coast of Australia with my Dad. Seeing all the fish was so beautiful. My Dad drifted a little far from me but there was a reef protecting us from any large sharks so I wasn’t scared of snorkeling on my own.
I swam down towards the coral to get a closer look at a small octopus when something caught my eye. A human face. A human face with an eerie smile and big eyes. It was sort of “standing” casually leaning against the coral with a body about 4 inches tall and head no bigger than a grape. It resembled a naked human male but had gils by its neck and webbed feet. Smooth all over like a ken doll.
I stared at him. He stared at me. I stared back and tried to rationalize what i was seeing. I reached out to touch him/it and he casually evaded me by stepping to the side, all while his creepy smile remained. I could see my Dad has turned around and was swimming closer to me. So i called him over to see this crazy creature. The creature turned toward where my Dad was swimming over, seemed to notice him, then look back at me coyly.
Then it walked away. Like walked on its little webbed feet on the coral and disappeared down through a little whole on the rocks. I tried explaining to my Dad when he came over but he couldn’t explain anything like that either. He just said something about Aboriginal spirits and i shouldn’t mess with it.
I swear i think about that little fish man every day.”
2. Ghost story.
“When I was in my 20s in the early 1990s I had a car accident that kept me in hospital for about a year. It was a Catholic hospital and most of the nursing staff were nuns and besides the normal checks they regularly just stopped in to chat and see how I was doing.
Early one morning there was a knock and this nun came in that I hadn’t seen before and introduced herself as Sister Greta, a member of the nursing staff. She sat on the side of the bed and we spoke for a few minutes then she asked if she could say a prayer for me. She held my hand and said a prayer then wished me well and left.
About five minutes later there was another knock and one of the regular sisters came in to say hi. I remarked it was going to be a good day because I’d already had one visit from Sister Greta and now I was getting another one. She said there wasn’t a Sister Greta on the staff and there was only two sisters around, it being so early.
I pointed to the bed which clearly showed where she had been sitting and described her and the habit she had been wearing now getting a bit unnerved. The sister basically shrugged and bustled off.
She came back about half an hour later with a book about the hospital’s history and showed me a picture of some nuns from the 50s. Their habits were exactly the same as Sister Greta’s that I’d described. Turns out that patients regularly mentioned talking to nuns in old garb that definitely weren’t part of the current staff.
I never saw her again or anything similar while I was there… kinda freaky but not overly disturbing. I can’t really explain it but I guess it’s the sort of ghost story I’m okay with, if that’s what it was.”
3. Mystery man.
“I remember this vividly from when I was in elementary school.
My and 2 of my friends played football after school sometimes. The football field where we played was between a couple of open fields owned by farmers and on the other side a bit of wooded area, not as big as a forest but a small but densely packed wooded area about 100 meters away from the football field.
What happened was this, almost every time we would play there, we would see this man. The first time he was standing in the trees, not on the path between the trees, actually in the bushes. It was a man in a red and blue tracksuit and he was just staring at us. The first time we thought it was a friend of ours and we would call him and wave, but he never responded.
This happened almost every time. We also saw him in different places. One time he was just standing in one of the farmers fields, just looking at us. He was always there, always.
When I really freaked out was when I was playing with another friend. We would play army man in that wooded area. We picked up sticks and pretended we were soldiers completing missions. We even had a little base camp, we built a sort of safe house we called it. The thing every one has done as kids, build a hut.
We were just playing and sitting in the hut we build, when we heard footsteps on the path in the woods. We checked it out and just as we got out of the bushes, we just made out that it was that man in the tracksuit and he was running away. We followed him and there was a bend in the wooded area, we got around that bend and he just disappeared without a trace. The footsteps just stopped and he was gone.
The next day we returned to our hut and there were bits of food and cans on the floor. We never brought that type of food there, but we didn’t really think much of it. However a couple days later the hut was completely destroyed.
We asked one of our friends (he wasn’t involved in the earlier stuff and wasn’t there for the previous encounters) who lived next to the wooded area and he said that a man in a red and blue tracksuit destroyed the hut.
There were rumors that a homeless man was living in our hut, but it was never proven. Nobody actually saw him living there.
These type of encounters continued to occur for the following years, until the wooded area was cut and for the most part removed.
The last time I can remember that I saw him was about 2 years after the woods got removed. My room is in the attic of our house and looks out towards the football field, but in front of it is an old small building that the school uses for PE classes.
I remember that I was looking out of my attic window and see a man staring straight at me from the roof of that small building. I immediately recognized him, still wearing the same red and blue tracksuit. I kept looking at him until I got called downstairs. When I came back he was gone and that was the last time I saw him.
I know this sounds hard to believe maybe, but it was one of the creepiest things I’ve been through. In the end me and my friends wouldn’t even be surprised to see the man staring at us when we were playing football, it happened that often.”
“Standing outside of a convenience store.
I saw two different cars park (about a minute or so apart) and go in the store. It was obvious the two didn’t know each other (at least it seemed).
After shopping, they each left in the other’s car. Still can’t explain it today without going down the CIA conspiracy route.”
5. The red light.
“Waterville, Washington in 2013.
Saw a red light in the sky that did not move in the way a normal airplane would.
It eventually made its way to a three whitish lights formed into a triangular pattern.
It was unsettling.”
6. Double take!
“My friend and I drove past a car in the road going the opposite direction about 15 years ago.. still to this day, gun to our heads, we both saw a dog driving…sitting upright in the driver’s seat.
It took roughly 10 seconds to process what we saw, we then looked at each other and started yelling in disbelief. We’ve been buddies since second grade or earlier and this sighting was a long time ago during a period of time well after we both hand driving licenses and our own vehicles.
We still talk often and live on opposite sides of the country just about but every once in a while we will ask each other if we still remember that day and what we saw.. we laugh and reflect and are still 100% certain without out spec of doubt we saw a dog driving a car. All on its own.”
7. A sign.
“I had moved to Venice beach, CA about 8 years ago and it was the first time I had moved away from my home and family in PA.
After 4 months I hit a rough patch and had to sell my car to get back home. One night while trying to fall asleep I had a mild anxiety attack from over thinking my current situation at the time. Both of my roommates had left a few days prior so I had the apartment to myself for the last few days. During my mild anxiety attack I was talking to grandma who had recently passed away to ask for some help (note I have never been spiritual, and I identify as agnostic).
A little while later (early morning about 2am) I notice a flickering coming from my roommates room. I open the door to find a freshly lit candle. I did not light that candle.
As a child my grandma would always take me with her to church and my favorite part was getting to light a candle to say a prayer. Love you Nana.”
8. You should think twice.
“When I was younger I used to have this “troubled” friend. He had his brand new bmw we used to be bad boys and buy alcohol with fake IDs.
We were only 16 but we had a lot of fun just doing nothing, smoking weed drinking, dating girls, doing whip it’s. Think the movie mid 90s almost to a T. Well one time we got detained by the police we were just in the wrong area at the wrong time. I was very respectful to the police and my friend was not so much.
The female officer pulled me to the side and said “look kid, you seem like a respectful young man. Why are you hanging out with this kid? He’s bad news. I really think the next time you want to hang out with him. Think twice.”
So the following Friday he said he was going to pick me up and we were going to pick up some booze and hang out with these chicks. I told him unfortunately I can’t tonight. I have to stay in tonight. That night he was in a high speed chase and lost control of his vehicle and hit a curb, his car went straight into an apartment building and he died instantly.
Somehow, I ended up running into that police officer again a few weeks later. Which she made a joke that’s it not good if she keeps seeing me. I literally busted in to tears and just hugged her.
I feel like she saved my life. She seemed somewhat confused and I told her what happened.”
“I am really not spiritual or have any belief in psychics, ghosts, mind-reading, fortune telling…any of that. But, only a couple weeks ago there was an exchange that shook me a bit.
I’d taken the train out to do a hiking trail and camp for a few days, finishing up in a town I’d only ever briefly visited once a couple years prior on bonfire night. As I made my way towards the station I was stopped by a perfectly ordinary looking middle aged woman.
“You don’t believe in souls” she said.
“You don’t believe in souls. But you also know you lost yours”
“What do you mean.”
“You have absolutely no aura”
I started to walk away and she just raised her voice to shout after me.
“You had a procedure, a medical procedure, on your brain and your soul left.”
Of course it sounded like madwoman bullsh*t to anyone that could hear, but fifteen years ago when I was eighteen I had sixteen sessions of ECT. Being a large number of sessions in a short space of time at an young age, it left many difficult and long lasting negative effects on me that I still struggle with.
But one of the most pervasive feelings is what I have only ever been able to describe as whatever it was that made me me. Like the essence of me, my spark, had disappeared.
I never really knew how to put this feeling into any accurate words, so despite my lack of belief, I’d always described it as feeling like I’d had my soul removed.”
10. Still have nightmares…
“I was driving one night in a really foul mood and speeding. Like when I say speeding I mean at least 25 over the limit.
Anyway this car gets behind me and for some reason I can just tell it wasn’t a cop. It was a full tinted Chevy truck with weird lights on it (like comically large after market front headlights). Once it got behind me I got a really eerie feeling I can’t explain. Like my body just knew something was wrong.
Anyway I figured if it was a cop they would light me up for speeding but for some reason they just kept pace with me, also speeding themselves. So at this point I’m getting a little weirded out so I turn off the freeway and they follow me.
I turn into a gas station and get out. I figure if I’m going to get ax murdered at least the cameras will pick it up and give my family some closure. Something just didn’t sit right with me. I knew something was up.
As I’m getting out of my car the truck rolls it’s windows down. And what I saw still haunts me to this day. It was a heavily disfigured guy the only likes of which I can compare to that guy Rocky Dennis from the movie about the guy with a crazy disfigured head who falls for that girl who loves him for him and not the abomination that is his face.
And he starts to motion me with his finger like telling me to come closer. I don’t care if he was going to give me the winning powerball numbers there was no way in hell I was going to approach his car.
I bolt inside the gas station at this point my whole body is shaking. I try and tell the clerk what’s going on as they stare at me probably thinking I’m drunk or high off my *ss as my story doesn’t make any sense.
I go to look outside and the truck is gone.
I still have nightmares to this day.”
11. Guardian angel?
“Fall 2009 I was sick – like superrrrrr sick.
It was a few weeks before my amputation and I was battling a severe bone infection. I was hopped on all kinds of antibiotics (I had a PICC line and would dose my antibiotics through these little balls) and pain medication.
I’m a huge Yankee fan so my best friend got us tickets for the ALCS game at Yankee stadium. She pushed me around the stadium in a wheelchair with a sh*t ton of blankets on me (it was freezing) just to put a smile on my face.
My friend leaves our seats to go get some hotdogs and stuff. This is where it gets weird.
As soon as she leaves (to my recollection) an older Irish gentleman sits by me. He offers me some of his spiked hot chocolate, but I said no thanks and explained that I was on a lot of medication. We begin talking and I told to him what was going on with my life.
He asked if I was scared to have my leg amputated, and I told him that I was. I was really frightened of the unknown. He gave me some pretty valuable life advice and comforted me. He assured me that it would be fine. He told me that, “if you have to be an amputee, try to be the best d*mn amputee that there is!”
My friend comes back with food and asks who I was talking to. There’s no one next to me. I guess I must’ve hallucinated this but idk..it felt more like some kind of angel or being that came to me to let me know it would be okay.
I guess my guardian angel is an Irishman with spiked hot chocolate!”
12. Dad’s truck.
“My dad passed away in 1992. Among other things I inherited a 1980 Chevy LUV pickup.
It may have been through ignorance but I had looked high and low for 4 bolts that needed replaced on the U joint. They were special and shouldered.
I stopped everywhere looking for these bolts. Chevy nor Izusu had them. I was at my wits end as I had been looking for two months .
One day a buddy of mine and me stopped at a hamburger joint that had a parts store next to it. We got out and I said I am gonna check this parts store and i had one the bolts in my hand .
As we were walking to the store , a guy that I can only describe that looked like the Jesus your grandmother had a picture of on her wall walked by us and said howdy or some sh*t .
But here is what freaked me out…
He said, those look like they are U joint bolts for a Chevy LUV pickup . I bet you are having a heck of a time (yes he said heck) finding them . Come over here I think I have some in my truck .
He walked over to his truck looked in a 5 gallon bucket and handed me 4 perfect bolts exactly like I needed.
My jaw dropped. I tried to pay him or buy him a hamburger and he said no , just help someone else out if you get the chance . That was 28 years ago and I remember it like it was yesterday.”
“For about 10 years a man would call my home, ask for me, and then ask me if my feet were ticklish.
This was 30 or so years ago – no caller ID or anything like that. I would engage him if my family was home. If I said my feet were ticklish he’d ask me to ask the person sitting closest to me to tickle them. He always hung up before we could ask questions to figure him out.
Sometimes he’d get me on a pay phone. Like, I’d be walking home from school and a pay phone would ring. It was always him.
Still don’t know who it was…”
“I had a dream one night that a former coworker (Friend 1), who I rarely interact with, was pregnant.
In the dream I was back at my old office and they were explaining to me that I was going to fill in for her. I was very alarmed and like “oh heck no, I left y’all last year and went to new place.” She came up and was very pregnant and was like “oh come on it’s just while I’m on leave.”
I told my husband because it was weird and we joked about how awful it would be for me to have gotten out of that workplace just to have to go back.
Maybe a week later I dreamed about a different friend (Friend 2) I rarely speak with being pregnant as well.
The next week I run into Friend 1 somewhere and joke about the funny dream I had where she was pregnant. She is like OMG tells me she is and they haven’t told ANYONE yet, that she’s waiting. I laugh it off and later tell my husband about it. He jokes and is like “didn’t you dream Friend 2 was pregnant, lol you should give her a call.”
It’s even funnier because Friend 2 is my age and like me has older children, we’re waaaay too old to be starting over. I laugh it off.
The next day, as an afterthought, I’m bored and driving a long distance, I call Friend 2 about the funny dream and my husband’s joke that I should call her.
Turns out she IS ALSO PREGNANT and they haven’t told anyone because they’re having ultrasounds and amniocentesis first due to her age and all.
“Years ago, when my wife was pregnant with our second child and about to give birth, my Mom came to stay with us for a few days to help take care of our oldest child.
One early evening Mom asked for a pen, paper and an envelope. When I gave them to her she wrote on the paper, sealed it in the envelope and gave it to me, saying put this in your pocket and don’t open it. “You’ll know when,” she said.
Thirty minutes later my wife announced it was time to go to the hospital, she was in labor. So we did and about 9 hours later our second daughter was born at 3:45AM. She weighed 8 pounds, 11 ounces and was 20 inches long.
This being pre-cell phone days, I called my Mom from the hospital to tell her the news. She answered the phone and immediately said, “Before you say anything, open the envelope.” I did. It said:
Girl 3:45AM 8 lbs, 11 oz 20 inches
I kept that paper for years. When my Mom died, I went to our documents safe where we kept it, but it was gone.”
“A week before my twin brother died I was in the passenger side of the car and an awful thought with visuals that popped in my mind.
I was at his house and it was empty, his door was shut but I had an overwhelming feeling he was no longer alive. It was the first time I’ve cried over just a thought.
I also had him visit me in a dream after and ask where he was and he didn’t know he was dead yet I showed him his death certificate and all the paperwork my mom was filling out.
I can’t explain it but seeing that a week ahead helped me process his death better than my siblings and mom. His 10 yr is coming up in March and I’ve been trying to dream about him no luck.”
17. Was it a prank?
“Living in a dorm, no roommate.
Night before a two-hour open book final, I put my book in the middle of the floor so I’ll stumble over it on the way out. The floor has nothing else on it.
In the morning its gone. I look all over the room, can’t find it. I think I’m hysterically blind, so I feel over every inch of the floor with my hands. Nothing. I go get a cup of coffee and come back, still nothing. By now there’s only one hour for the test. I go any way and do the best I can.
Naturally when I get back the book is in the middle of the floor exactly where I put it .
Probably a prank, but how? I’m not that heavy a sleeper. Nobody took credit for it.”
18. What was that?
“My family used to travel between Utah and Nevada a few times a year when I was growing up and we often saw wildlife.
There’s one thing that still baffles all of us, though: It was in the middle of the day, on a long, hot, empty stretch of road.Myself, my mom, and a couple of my siblings saw something scurry across the road.
It looked like a huge egg (the size of an ostrich egg, maybe larger) with two skinny legs and feet poking out the bottom of it. We cannot figure out what it possibly could have been.”
19. Where did the time go?
“A friend and I were driving what would normally be a 3hr drive. A little way in, we hit the heaviest rain/lightning storm I’ve ever driven through.
I was driving about half the speed limit and could barely make out the car in front of us. When that car pulled over (clearly wasn’t confident driving in that weather) I drove on for about 15-20mins before also pulling over as we passed a small town. The rain eased off and we continued on our way.
When we got home, according to our phones/the wall clock in the house/the car clock – the trip had taken less than 2hrs. We had somehow shaved a whole hour off the trip by going almost half speed for most of the way.”
20. That’s random.
“I sneezed my back into place after being couch bound for nearly a year and half.
Within 15 minutes it felt like that year and a half was a distant memory.”
“I was once standing in line at Target.
A mother and her (I guess) three year old were in front of me in the checkout lane. I never met them before in my life. The child was riding in the shopping cart and the mother went forward to better unload it.
The child looks dead at me, smiles, laughs and said my first name, very clearly, twice. I have an uncommon first name, which made it even stranger.’
22. This would terrify me.
“I once saw someone who looked and dressed exactly like me, with my mannerisms and posture, standing outside a pub I had visited only a week earlier around the same time in the evening.
He was finishing a smoke and went back inside a few seconds after I’d been able to notice and get a good look at him. I smoked at the time as well, so it was something I’d have been doing.
Not sure if I saw a glimpse of my own past from a third person perspective or what, or if I just have a twin somewhere in Dublin.”
23. The creature.
“My dad, sister and I all saw something that wasn’t an animal and wasn’t human. This was in winter 2015 in rural Saskatchewan.
We were driving and it ran out in front of us on the road. It was so fast it was a dark blur but we all agree we saw long gangly limbs like a deer but it had human looking “arms” and “legs”.
We still talk about it.”
Now we want to hear from you.
In the comments, please tell us about the strange things you’ve seen that you can’t explain.
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