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Stranger than fiction.

That's the theme behind today's burning question from Redditor ReadyPlayer85, who asked the online community: What is the strangest thing you've witnessed that you can't explain to this day?

"I was in a small airport..."


I was in a small airport in Madagascar and I swear to God I saw 500 people get off a plane that should seat no more than 70.


"I was lying in bed..."

I was lying in bed with my girlfriend watching TV. We're the only ones in the house and the shower turned on, like a steady stream not just dripping water. I got out of bed, terrified, walked into the bathroom and turned it off. Had to turn the knob 90 degrees to shut it off.

Never happened before and hasn't happened again and it was a tight handle, not really loose as if its own weight could turn it. Damn ghost plumbers.


"I was walking home..."

I was walking home from the movie theatre with a friend/neighbor of mine. It was about 8:00PM, and the walk took us down some major roads and through the suburbs. 45 minute walk through residential and commercial areas.

We. Saw. Absolutely. NOBODY.

The whole walk, we saw no cars, no people, nothing... well, not quite nothing... we did see the creepiest sh!t ever.

An ambulance, parked outside a house, lights on, doors open, no paramedics to be seen. Just sitting there in silence. The whole thing was like a god damn zombie apocalypse, it was insane! To this day I have no idea what was going on.


"Out and about..."

Out and about on Saturday night, decided to stop at a bar with a friend of mine.

I walk in and go to the bathroom, I come out and he says" lets get the f--- out of here".

I begin to ask why, and noticed there was no one in this bar.

A parking lot full of cars, music blaring, tables with drinks on them. No people.


"I was very young..."

I was very young and woke up in the middle of the night. There was a strange rectangular green light dancing around a dresser. It was only about 6 inches high and 2 inches wide. I was terrified. Something said my name - I heard it very clearly and I hid under the blankets unable up move. A few minutes later my mom in the next room started screaming there there is a ghost in her room. We all calmed down after a while and we never did explain it

Today I don't believe in ghosts or anything like that. But I do believe that something happened that night and I'm not ruling out anything supernatural.


"Me, my brother, and a friend..."

Me, my brother, and a friend were camping once when I was maybe 11 or 12 way out on our 100 acre farm in small town Kentucky. I woke up around 1:30 or so in the morning and could faintly hear a piano being played that sounded like it was coming out of the woods about 100 yards for our campsite. There is not a house or building or anything anywhere near that spot on our farm. So naturally I think I'm just hearing things and decide to try to go back to sleep. Then my brother, who was apparently also awake, sits up and asks me if I hear a piano. We made a dash for the house and never camped out there again.


"When I was younger..."

When I was younger (elementary school) some days I would come home from school and see the shadow of a man in the window of my house. Sometimes I would just notice him in passing, other times I would only see him when I got close and jump back. Every time I tried to see him again he would be gone. Now I don't come home at the same time, so I haven't seen him in about a year. But if I'm home at around 3pm, my dog will usually start barking at that window for no reason. I don't know why I could only see it when I came home at 3pm from outside the house, but it's what happened.

More info: There's nothing in the window tall enough to make the shadow I saw and no one was home most of the time when it happened.


"I was around..."

I was around 6 or 7 when this happened. I was playing in the basement at the time. I had turned around to get another toy and this weird creature popped out from behind one of the red poles that was down there. The pole was thin so it couldn't have been a human as you'd be able see parts of their body from behind it. This thing I was looking at was pretty much just a torso and a head. It was all black and it's eyes were wide open and staring at me. You could see the white around it's soulless black pupils. I didn't look at it for too long as I had sprinted back upstairs a second later.

It scared the sh!t out of me, and to this day I have absolutely no idea what that creature was. Basements terrified me for years after. I could only go into one if I was accompanied by someone, to which I would promptly hold onto them or be in extremely close proximity until we returned upstairs. The fear got better around age 13 so I was only traumatized for 6-7 years.


"My friend lived..."

My friend lived in the middle of nowhere. Her house was surrounded by fields without people or homes for miles. One night we were sitting in her barn and we heard footsteps running towards us. We looked outside the barn doors to see a massive blue light glowing in the dark and moving steadily towards us. We hear the footsteps and see the light, but can't see anybody causing it. We freak out and take off running to the other barn and locked ourselves in. For the next half hour we could hear something circling the barn. Eventually it faded away and we ran to the house. I assume it was a person obscured by the darkness and holding a massive flashlight but I don't know why they came after us or what they were planning to do.


"When kiddo was small..."

When kiddo was small, I was awoken one night to what I thought was my kid saying "Mommy". I got up, turned on the hall light so I could check her without blinding her and saw a small girl child push herself away from the bed. I remember thinking it was my kid. Same haircut, same hair color (those were the only distinguishable features I could see in the dim light). Turned on her light, asking why she was out of bed and stopped short cuz she was still asleep and nobody was in the room....


"I've seen a lot..."

I've seen a lot of strange things, but one in particular sticks in my mind. Driving late at night after a school event. I'm taking a few friends home that didn't have cars or rides home.

We're winding through a narrow side street that cuts from one end of a neighborhood to the next one over. It runs uphill. To my left is a large hill, to my right is side streets that lead downhill to more houses.

A teenager comes screaming out of one of the side streets as if the hounds of hell are chasing after him. He runs in front of my car. I slam on my breaks just as he enters the light of my headlights. He looks at me completely terrified, leaning on the hood of my car.

My friends all finally realize why we're stopped and start asking who this guy is. We all start to open the doors to ask him if he's okay. He takes off running towards the hill before we can get out.

He disappeared before he could pass through the other headlight. We freak out, go searching the hill to see if he went up that way. But it's almost straight up and super high. There's no way we missed him. We were looking right at him!

Never could figure that one out. I'd seen other strange things in that same area over the years.


"I am going to preface this..."

I am going to preface this by saying I don't believe in anything remotely paranormal. I awoke one morning this January to find some very strange foot prints in my front yard. There were 4 individual boot prints in the snow, in the middle of my yard. They were completely isolated with none leading to them or away, it had not snowed overnight and wasn't particularly windy such that some tracks may be covered.

I have been wracking my brain as to an explanation but am drawing complete blanks. The only remotely plausible theory is that a very devoted prankster had strung a rope/slackline across my front yard, shimmied halfway across to make a few boot prints, then climbed back and removed the rope. I am 99.9% sure this was not the case of course.... Any ideas?


"I'm fairly certain..."

I'm fairly certain my family has a banshee. Several of my relatives have stated they've witnessed it and I've personally heard it when two of my relatives died.


"For about 6 years..."

For about 6 years, middle school through high school, I would get phone calls when I was in class from an unknown or blocked number. If I answered the call, there was fast breathing and then they would hang up. If I didn't answer the calls, the ensuing voicemail was someone playing elaborate piano pieces (quite badly). It happened maybe once every two months, I just ignored them and eventually it stopped happening. But every time I get a missed call from a number I don't recognize, I think for a split second that the voicemail might be someone playing piano.


"I was walking around..."

I was walking around Bush Gardens one day and I'm just having fun and goofing around, until out of the corner of my eye, I see this middle aged man curled up on the ground. For no reason whatsoever, he starts laughing really loud and intensively. I honestly thought he might pass out, but just as weirdly as he started, he stopped. He then stood up, and started sprinting, and I still wonder to this day where he might have gone after that.


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