As humans, we always have this natural desire to find an explanation for every weird thing that happens to us. We are inherently skeptics. But at least a few times in our lifetime, we stumble upon an experience that is completely unexplainable, and it permanently rocks our world.
Keep your mind open when you read these stories. Because some of these things just aren't meant to be explained. NotAMazda asked:
These encounters can get pretty spooky. And when things get spooky, the unexplainable also becomes unforgettable.
The creepy stuff stays with you forever.
“I had a living room in my parents two story house that connected to stairs leading to the second floor of the house. You could see completely down the hall on the second floor from the couch in the living room. One time my family went away on vacation, so I had my cousin come over while I house sat for them. I'd been alone in this house for a couple of days now and I just really wanted company.
We're sitting on this couch playing Xbox, or something. The stairs leading to the second floor are almost out of my vision. At the very top of the stairs on the left is a doorway leading to a bathroom and nothing else. We were up pretty late gaming when out of the corner of my eye I saw a grey face lean out and stare at me for a split second. I didn't budge, I just barely noticed it, but as soon as I did, it was gone. I hadn't snapped to look at it, nor did I say anything. I just continued gaming for about three seconds until my cousin said "Did you just see that?" As soon as our eyes connected we both knew we saw the same thing.
The second my cousin said that, I felt my heart sink. It scared the sh*t out of me to have him pretty much confirm what I saw, but brushed off. I had immediately assumed it was just one of those blurs, or darting shadows you get in the corner of your eyes at times. The creepiest part is that it slid out as if it were lying on the floor. Whatever it was, it's head was at level with the top of the steps right at the bottom of the bathroom door frame. It just sorta slid out, stared, then slid back. Again, I just saw it from the corner of my eyes, but it appeared to be grey skinned with black hair from our combined description. We went up stairs and checked the whole bathroom, including the insides of luggage bags in the closet. We never found anything.
Edit: To this day I still can't have a door in my house open. I'm afraid Ill be looking down the hall and some gray skinned creature will just lean half it's face out to silently stare at me, and then vanish.
To all the people saying it was a raccoon or something, you think exactly like me. Using that as an excuse to go make sure the bathroom is clear. We both knew it was a lie, but we both would've felt safer getting attacked by a raccoon at that point. That's why we checked every single bag in the closet. Whatever it was, we had trapped into the bathroom. It had nowhere to go. Whatever it was, it disappeared without a trace.”
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“When I was around 15, my parents left me home alone for the weekend (Friday night to Sunday later afternoon), and I was thinking 'this is awesome. I can chill, play games all weekend and eat what I want.' Went to sleep Friday night, and then woke up to my mum waking me up to what I thought was the next morning. So I asked, 'what happened? I thought you were going out the whole weekend?', to which she replied, 'what are you talking about? it's 4pm Sunday.'
I have no idea what happened to those two days. I didn't leave the house. There was no food or washing up that had changed since they left. I hadn't looked at my phone, there were unread messages from Saturday morning. But I refuse to believe I was asleep the whole time.”
Trust your intuition.
“A really strong feeling kept me out of a high-rise building during an earthquake.
I was staying late at work with some colleagues. Our office was located around the 40-50th floor of the building. I suddenly had a really strong thought that wow, if an earthquake were to hit now, the dash downstairs would be chaotic. I tried to brush it off but couldn't, the feeling was so strong. And it's not like I'm not used to working in high-rise buildings - I've been working at the place for around 2 years at that point, and had never felt that way before or since.
I decided to leave and work from home, which was only 15 minutes away on foot. Just as I arrived at home, an earthquake struck. It was pretty intense, and thankfully everyone at the office was alright, just freaked out, but it was so strange that something just told me to leave just minutes before it happened.”
A lot of these things can be chalked up to what some call “a glitch in the Matrix”. Here are some prime examples.
Mysterious rectangles are spooky.
“I was walking to my friend's house one summer, maybe 10 or 11 years old. Anyways, sunny day, couple clouds but otherwise it's bright out, perfect visibility, when a perfectly rectangular shadow comes up from the direction behind me on the ground, maybe 15' x 30' in size, travelling just faster than a car probably would be and goes over top of me. I'm looking at the shape on the ground as it goes over, and when I do look up to the sky I don't see anything that could have possibly cast it. Even the clouds were just trailing little wisps. I looked back down and it was going over some houses, and then it was gone forever.
So yeah, weirdest thing was a Mystery Rectangle Shadow.”
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“Not me but my parents. In the place they used to live in, there was this old couch. My mom sometimes would walk by in the middle of the night and see a silhouette sitting there. She describes it as a man, sitting down, with a hat on, just sitting there. She saw it several times but thought nothing of it (damn she's brave lmao).
She never told my dad, who one day said to her "it's weird, but sometimes in the middle of the night I think I see a man sitting down on the couch doing nothing".
So yeah, they both saw the same man sitting on this couch, and they told each other after they'd both seen it. Weird.”
Kids can see ghosts, and you can’t convince me otherwise.
“When my daughter was about 18 months old, her grandmother passed away.
That evening, I put my daughter to bed as normal, but instead of going to sleep pretty quickly as she usually did, she spent over an hour giggling and squealing with laughter. When I went to check on her, she was staring at an empty chair in her room, laughing as if she was watching the funniest thing ever.
This carried on every night until the day of her grandmother's funeral.”
This one is sweet.
“2 days after one of my closest, dearest friends died (we were semi-expecting it after he was in a terrible accident) I fell asleep in the library at school. This was after a horrific couple of days trying to process everything & function normally - I was massively sleep deprived. I placed my head in my arms on the library desk and I woke up and there he was beside me.
It was a scenario that had happened so many times - us revising and hanging out in the library together, whispered jokes and banter - that it didn't feel strange at all.
We stood up and wandered around, watched one librarian putting books away on shelves, there was a girl reading a book sat on the floor with sickly bright yellow socks, my friend made some silly Dad-joke about them being too 'loud for the library'. We chatted in low voices, about nothing much - the usual chit chat - and then went back to the desks.
I woke up and he was gone, of course, I was startled but weirdly euphoric. I went over the same set of shelves and had deja-vu: saw the same librarian putting away the books and the same girl with the yellow socks still there sat on the floor reading. I swear to this day I hadn't seen them before I went to sleep.
I like to think it was his way of saying goodbye. It helped me immensely, even though I know it was probably just a dream. But the socks thing has always stuck with me, and anytime I see a pair of 'loud' yellow socks (not very often!) I think of him and our final chat."
It’s best not to be scared in these moments. You gotta just accept the unknown.
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“Not totally unexplainable and can just call it coincidence if you don't believe in sorcery. When I was in kindergarten or maybe first grade, we had a blackout at my school, and this kid goes "wait, I'll light a match" and proceeded to pretend to light an invisible match and the lights came back on, and we cheered for him. Then he said "oh it's too hot, and he "blew it out", then the lights went back out.
“15 years old, I was taking a shower at home. The rest of my family was out and it was around 930 at night I believe. Anyway, I hear someone knock on the bathroom door while I'm showering, so I call out "I'll be out in a sec!" Thinking it's just my dad or one of my brothers getting home.
There was silence for a few moments, and then knocking again--only this time it was pounding, like someone was banging on it with their fists, trying to break it down barehanded. It was a little creepy, but my dad always loved to prank us so I didn't think too much of it. I decided to get a towel around me and see what the hell his problem was anyway, but when I opened the door, no one was there.
The house was locked up, no open windows. No cars in the driveway. I checked every floor, every room. No one else was home. That was the first occurrence; the weird happenings continued in smaller ways until we moved out of that house, to the point that we imagined it to be some sort of Poltergeist and named them Edgar."
Once again, always trust your intuition.
“I started having a panic attack one night out of nowhere, I kept repeating "somethings wrong." I do have anxiety but had only had one other panic attack before this day.
My husband sat on the bed with me and we tried to figure out what had triggered this. The only thing we could think of is that a family member of mine was going on a trip the next day and maybe that was making me nervous. So I made up a weird excuse to drop off coffee before they left super early the next morning. When I saw them, I felt fine. I immediately knew it wasn't connected, wished them well, and drove home.
About an hour later, I get a call that a person in my family on the other side of the country died the night before."
My personal opinion is that we all have psychic gifts, and we all have the ability to see into the unknown. It’s just about whether or not we tap into it.
So the next times you feel an intuitive pull, don’t be so skeptical! You never know where it can lead you.
Life is full of little moments of WTF. We have them daily - finding a lost something in a place you know you checked a bunch of times before, that awareness that you've done this before, thinking an intense thought and having the person next to you respond to it as if you spoke it aloud.
I like to call them "mundane mysteries" - the stuff that probably has an explanation, isn't anything too unusual like being abducted by aliens or sharing a McShake with Bigfoot because the ice cream machine was actually working.
One Reddit user asked:
And yeah ... mundane mysteries, fam. Just because there weren't any aliens, cryptids, or a working ice cream machine involved doesn't mke these moments any less mysterious.
Keep your eyes peeled for one where Reddit users suggested a potential explanation - I'm honestly not sure if the idea that all that could be caused by something so simple makes it better or worse.
Tap, Tap, Tap
I was stopped for the night at a truck stop in the desert, 60 miles east of El Paso,TX. This truck stop only has lights around the store and fuel pumps, the truck parking area is only lit by any headlights that are left on. I get to bed at about 2200 thinking it'll be a nice quiet night.
At around 0230 I wake up to a tapping on my truck like someone was trying to wake me up. I ignore it and try to go back to sleep, but the tapping gets louder and louder and eventually turns into the sound similar to someone beating their hand on my door and cab.
I get out of bed and open the curtains to the side I heard the sound coming from and there was nothing there. I open the curtains on the other side, and nothing there either. There was no trucks on either side of me. So I throw my shoes on, grab my machete and flashlight and go outside to see what the hell was going on.
There was nothing, no foot prints, no paw prints, absolutely nothing there.
I get back in my truck and turn on my side markers, so I'm somewhat illuminated. Close the doors, lock them, and run my seat belts through the door handle and buckle them in, to add essentially another lock to both doors.
I go back to bed, and wake up at 0630. The sun is starting to come out, so I go inside for some coffee, and breakfast before heading out. Other truck drivers were in there, and experienced the same thing i did that night. With no answers as to what it was, I finish my breakfast and nope the f*ck outta there.
Sh*t gets crazy at night in the desert.
When I was around 9 years old I found two plush toys that looked like black cats. They were 2nd hand and were the only two in the shop. I am a cat freak and adored them. But so did my younger siblings (twins).
My mum just gave them to my siblings, and told me to stop whining. I was livid. I had bought them for my self with change I had busked for. So unfair. Then, out of nowhere a third cat appeared. Exact match.
My and my older sister even went back to the shop and the owner just thought we were crazy. There definitely never was a third cat.
To this day, I have no idea how that happened.
My mum isn't the thoughtful kind and she kind of always acted like a d!ck when I was upset, so I am 100% sure she didn't try and get one for me to cheer me up or whatever.
I just think that some guardian angel got me the cat. Or well, I want to believe :)
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A few weeks before my grandad died in April, I started wearing 2 rings I had inherited from a family member on a chain around my neck. I've had them for years and always wear them when I feel like I need a bit of luck or support. Makes me feel as if someone is looking out for me even though I don't really believe in the afterlife or the supernatural.
I knew he was sick so I'd not long started wearing them again, only I'd had to put them on a chain this time because the uniform policy in work meant I couldn't wear them as I usually did on my finger. The clasp on the chain can be quite stiff to open, so I'd just throw it over my head with the rings attached because it's long enough to not have to open, so the rings and the chain had been together for a few weeks at this point without me ever opening the clasp, because there was no need.
So I was in work with another colleague about 2 feet away from me. I had the rings tucked well down my shirt (hanging right around heart level), my uniform zipped up over them, a plastic apron and my gloves on (I'm a nurse). I was busy doing something so my hands weren't anywhere near the rings, and I wasn't even thinking about them. There wasn't any way I could've touched them or got them caught on anything.
Then I felt something cold touch my stomach and the next thing I knew one of the rings had dropped onto the floor. I was confused at how it'd happened and thought maybe the chain had broken (even though it's quite sturdy) and didn't want to lose it, so I took my apron and gloves off and pulled the chain out of my shirt.
The chain was intact and still clasped tightly together. And the other ring was still on it. So somehow, one ring had come cleanly off the chain without the other one falling off, and with the chain still clasped together.
My colleague was just staring at me like WTF, and I'm not really a believer in the supernatural, like I said, so I just cracked a joke saying "I hope that wasn't a sign or someone trying to tell me something!" and laughed it off.
Not 5 mins later I got the call to say my grandad had deteriorated and I needed to come home. I left work that day to care for him and 2 weeks later he died.
I know there's got to be an explanation for it, but part of me doesn't want to know it because the mystery makes me feel like maybe I was actually being looked out for.
I wear the rings on my finger now because I can't shake the feeling that there was something more to that little mystery than the logical side of my brain wants to believe. And f*ck the uniform policy. If anyone calls me out on it I'll tell them a ghost told me to wear them.
The Rattlesnake Prophecy
I was 9 years old and I had a dream that I got home from a friends house, and as I opened the side door, out of the corner of my eye I see a grey rat scamper along the side of my house. Dream me stands there a second just watching it. Then I look down and a rattlesnake was right next to my leg.
Of course I panic and step back, but the snake strikes and bites my leg. I scream and roll around and my leg BURNS, even in the dream it burned. My father comes out and sees me on the ground and I tell him I was bit by a rattlesnake. He rushes me to the hospital.
Time gets real malleable. I don't remember traveling to the hospital or checking in, but I end up on a bed and very distinctly remember getting a couple doses of anti-venom but it is too late. I die, and I see my mother crying while holding my hand. I watch for a few minutes, then I wake up.
Weird nightmare, right? But nothing to freak about.
So I go about my day, play with my friends, and whatnot. When I was walking home that evening, I just randomly though about my dream, so I stopped a bit away from the door and actually looked around where the snake was in the dream.
Motherf*cker was EXACTLY where I dreamt he was and basically staring at me! It never does rattle. Then a f*cking rat goes darting down the side of my house, just like in the dream. I change course and go to the front door instead. I tell my dad about the snake, he goes out and kills it with a shovel.
I haven't had another dream THAT vivid of the future since. Sh!t still freaks me out though.
McBicycle In The Sky
One time me, my brother and mom were in a McDonalds drive thru getting McFlurrys, and my brother pointed to the sky through the car windshield.
There was a bike in the sky with a man just riding on it, it had balloons floating above it like in Up. All three of us saw it, it wasn't imaginary, although my brother forgot this happened (he was pretty young at the time), me and my mom have not forgot.
When I was 9 or 10, we had a big family reunion at my great aunt's big Victorian house that her family grew up in, which she inherited. I got bored though because there weren't other kids there my age, so I went exploring through the house and found a check writing machine in the upstairs office or library kind of room. I remember the machine was black and gold and had lots of little levers where you'd select the individual numbers then pull down on another lever to stamp the check. I'd put in pieces of paper that were on the desk and look at the numbers stamped on it.
I was playing with that when I very clearly heard another kid in the hallway say "you're not supposed to play with guns, Bill."
My name wasn't Bill, and I wasn't playing with guns. I remember saying "I'm not." Then some moments passed and I got curious about another kid maybe my age being there, so I hopped up and looked into the hallway to find him, but there was nobody there. And nobody around my age downstairs or outside where everybody else was either. I figured at the time it was maybe some neighbor kid who ran out.
I didn't really think about it again until I was 18 or 19 and my mother told me her father (Grandpa Bill, my great aunt's brother who grew up there too) had accidentally shot his friend in that house when he was a kid, when playing with his father's pistol. Then when I was in my 40's, I was driving my great Aunt somewhere (now in her 90's), and I asked where in the house Bill had that accident, and she said in that upstairs office.
I'm not religious, but that just seems too specific. Maybe it's a wild coincidence. I still can't explain it all these years later, and it's the only thing that keeps bugging me in my life.
She Has My Face
I was on public transit one time, and saw someone that was just about the same height as me and looked to have my body type. I just shrugged it off in the moment. As a taller girl with a slightly bigger frame, it's not that rare.
The only seat available was the one directly across from her, so I sat down and put my headphones in. I tend to people watch while I ride to school, so I started to do exactly that. I took a closer look at the girl in front of me, same shade, cut and color hair.
Her head is down so I can't see her face, but when the bell dings to tell that it's the next stop, she looks up. Oh. My. Lord. She has my face!
She looks up at me and blinks twice. Same color eyes. I have very odd eyes, so brown they look black. Her eyes are so brown they look black. She stands up and walks off the bus. I turn to see her go, sure my eyes are playing tricks on me.
Aaand she's gone. it's like she walked off the bus and just fell into a worm hole. I look at the spot we stopped. No girl there. I was creeped out for the entire week.
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My grandmother was a deeply religious person. Catholic, so she had the fear of God in her. She was nearing the end of her life and was terrified of going to hell. So terrified, she'd have fits of anxiety where she'd cry and pray and shake. I told her of course she'd make it to heaven, God loves her (I'm not religious at all and absolutely abhor the Catholic faith, but for her sake I thought the sentiment would be nice).
She refused to believe me.
But I remembered my mom telling me about a story where this dying woman who told her son she would send him a sign in the form of phrase when she made it to heaven. And when she died, the son eventually got the sign. So I made a deal with grandma: when she made it to heaven, she would send me a sign with the phrase "hot damn, she was right!" Of course she absolutely refused, saying "I can't swear! Swearing is a sin!"
Well, grandma died. I don't know if she ever became less terrified, or if she found peace in her final moments, but she left many heavy hearts behind.
Weeks later, I was walking into a restaurant, and on the door there was a promotional ad for something unsubstantial, and it read "hot darn, she was right!"
I'm Not Checking
Recently, I was on the couch watching something and I heard a crash from my washer and dryer room. My cat also shot up and looked in the direction of the door. It sounded like a broom fell over, or maybe one of the plastic tubs. Freaked me out as I already don't really like that room in the first place, plus it was very late at night and I live alone. Also because of the pull string door that leads to the creepy ass attic.
Decided I was not going to be like every idiot in a horror movie and investigate what the noise was. I literally sat there on my couch for hours.
The next day, I decided I had enough courage to take a peak and literally saw nothing touched. Both brooms were still propped up against the wall. All the plastic tubs were sitting perfectly. I have no idea what that noise was and I don't really care to find out.
As a kid, I had an imaginary friend who I would play with a lot. I had few "real" friends but I was also more of an outcast in daycare and kindergarten so sometimes, that imaginary friend was all I had.
My mother said I'd always describe him as very similar looking. When I was around pre-school age, my mother said we needed to talk about my friend and I said that I'm fine with keeping Joshua around because I was scared of starting school alone.
Her face just froze in shock and she never brought it up again. I didn't realize why until my grandma explained years later that I had a twin brother who didn't make it and my parents were planning on naming him Joshua.
The only logical explanation I have is that I picked it up when I was very little but my grandma said that my parents literally never talked about it because they didn't cope well with the loss at all. It's still very strange.
Say Thank You
About 9 years ago, I was searching our file cabinet for a document I needed. I had piles of papers all over the bed, searched for an hour, meticulously. Could not find it.
Suddenly, the tv across the room (which is NOT on) makes a clicking noise. I stop what I'm doing, look up and over at the tv. I see nothing out of the ordinary, so I turn back to the pile of papers....and the document I had been searching for is right on top, like it was placed there.
I looked up, said thank you, and put away the papers I didn't need.
The Bathroom Was Breathing
When I was 10-ish my mother, sister and I moved into an apartment. Two bed two bath, but from the start I couldn't handle using the bathroom in the room my sister and I shared. Something just felt wrong in there, like the bathroom was breathing and I was being watched, so I used my mom's. Eventually my sister refused to sleep in our room at all and moved her mattress into the living room.
I got sick a lot during the year we lived there. At night I sometimes woke to the sound of footsteps approaching my bed from the bathroom, and when I would sit up to look the sound always stopped. I begged my sister and her friends to keep the bathroom door closed after coming in to use it, but they'd often forget and I'd wake late at night to a black hole of an open door and that breathing sensation.
Eventually my sister's boyfriend, who often spent the night, told her he sometimes saw shadows looming over my bed at night. My religious grandma visited once, stepped into my room and started speaking tongues. I don't know, it all sounds superstitious and hoaky, but that place messed with me until we moved.
Speaking in tongues aside, this sounds like carbon monoxide poisoning.
Or mold. That sh*t can be psychoactive. Breathing in mold to the point of hallucinating takes time, like sleeping in a room next to mold.
100% there was a carbon monoxide/gas leak/mold issue in that room.
This has some information about what mold can do. Nothing about hallucinations or tongues.. But this source says it can make you hallucinate. Given the bathroom was the creepy room, water damage would be more likely, therefore mold growth isn't out of the question.
I stay up late at night very often..usually I just chill, draw and listen to music, etc.
One night I decided to do dishes to make cleaning up eaiser for mum and halfway through, somebody whispered "PSSST!!" in my ear.
I felt my hair fcking move when it happened. I noped out of the kitchen and wouldn't go in it by myself for along time.
I was 12 got into a fight with my mom and her, my sister and my grandmother all left for the store. The living room was a mess and my mom said if I didn't clean it by the time she got back I was getting punished.
Being stubborn I waited until I heard the front door close and left my room to watch TV. No one else was in the house besides me and I wasn't going to clean. I got bored and locked myself back in my room.
I can hear dishes clanking together and or falling onto each other in the drying rack. I heard the front door unlock and was terrified of the beating I was about to receive but my mom came in knocked on my door and gave me a hug and thanked me for cleaning up. I never did I don't know who did.
We had a 3 bedroom apartment everyone who was there left with my mom leaving me completely alone. I don't know who cleaned up, but they saved me from a beating!
I have a friend who is a witch and psychic, the real deal. Not a lot of 'power' but what is there is legitimate and I've seen a few things from her. I'm an agnostic of the supernatural but it's usually something fun to witness. Not this time.
We're having dinner at a little hole in the wall restaurant next to a hospice charity drop off center. In the middle of our conversation something grabs her shoulder HARD, pulls her sideways in the booth. She turns white, gets this big fake smile on over her poorly masked freak out.
I'm like WTF was that?
She says they really want to be acknowledged and they know she knows they're there.
I know she's seen stuff before, but was always excited by the experience. Not this time.
I asked "Did you know about the hospice shop next door?"
She's says we need to leave. Now.
I look at her shoulder and finger-shaped welts are rising up like if someone strong grabbed her. I saw it happen and there was nothing that could have done that. We noped the fck outta there like there were ghost spiders.
While driving home from McDonald's at 2 am with my girlfriend, we were driving down the freeway when I experienced a blinding green light. We weren't near any light sources or near any homes if it was some kind of laser pointer.. we both freaked out in the car.
Later, my girlfriend told me that to her it wasn't a blinding green laser light at all. She saw a giant blue light slowly floating through the car.
When I first started playing video games my mom bought my a used turtle beach headset for me. When I used it I heard this guy talking like he was in a war or something. I can't quite explain it but I have no clue why i was able to hear this guy and it was really scary considering I was only like 8.
A Connection With Death
My mother, brother and I all lives with my very elderly, late stage dementia grandpa. My mom was his caretaker and was certified etc. But when my grandfather died, it was just me and my mom that still lived with him.
I distinctly remember waking up at like 4:30-5am randomly, something I very rarely do. I also felt weird, and felt sad. But I felt like a force leading my eyes towards the window. It felt familiar, like it was my grandpa. But I shrugged it off and went back to bed. I woke up a few hours later for school and my mom came in my room and closed my door and told me that my grandfather had died that morning at the same time I had woken up.
My grandpa who loved us all, but was very old school let me know he was leaving when he died, but also put me back to sleep so I didn't have to deal with his passing in the moment.
Apparently, the ambulance, my uncle, and mom were all there through the night, my mom and uncle grieving and my grandfather made sure I didn't see.
I was in highschool at the time. I've never been able to explain it. Its almost like I have a weird connection with death. A similar experience with my dad's passing happened just a couple years later.
I visited my dad with my cousin, she wanted to come with her because my dad had been dealing with his shortcomings poorly, drinking himself into a stupor more often then not doing so. I visit him, I tell him that after my first year of college I was gonna come back and visit him and that I wanted him to be there when I did. However I knew he was going to die. So when I left his house I texted my brother and told him exactly this
"Hey, I don't think dad is gonna be around much longer, come visit him."
Which is out of character for me. My brother visited him that next morning, also out of character for him, and found him dead in his living room. He had died the previous night. Not more than a few hours after I left his house.
Plus he texted my other brother who was a few hours away at the time and told him and he left immediately to come home and my mom told me that something was wrong with my dad and I knew he had died.
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The world is full of mysteries. Why are we here? What's at the bottom of the ocean? Is there other intelligent life in the universe?
Humans are naturally curious creatures, so we find mysteries in every corner of our universe. And when we can finally solve those mysteries, it's so satisfying for our little squirrelly brans.
Luckily, there are an abundance of mysteries we have solved in our time on earth.
Here were some of those answers.
That one where the rocks moved in the dessert leaving an eerie trail.
Some guy put a camera on the area for like two years and discovered that when there is a thin layer of water with ice on it, the wind will move the ice as it starts to melt and so moving the rocks.
"The Bloop". For years science was baffled, not having a good explanation. Some supposed it may be an as of yet undiscovered creature, but the magnitude of the sound itself was such that if it were produced by an animal, it would be larger than even a blue whale, by a wide margin.
A few years back we recorded the sound again, along with solid seismological data. Turns out the famous "bloop" was the sound of a large piece of the Antarctic ice shelf cracking and falling into the ocean.
For years it was speculated about King Richard III's appearance. Due to many different historical perspectives on him as a King some believed he had a hump back of sorts and others believed this stuff was added when the historical rhetoric was added as he became less favourable.
A few years ago they discovered his skeleton buried under a carpark in Leicester. They determined they he actually probably had scoliosis and likely did have a hump of sorts.
My favourite part about the discovery was the presence of a woman who was part of some Richard III group that adamantly denied the appearance he was described who then realises the truth and is very disappointed.
Lori Erica Ruff. This guy in Texas married a woman he met in bible study, had a child with her, and then she started showing signs of mental illness. They divorce and she commits suicide in 2010. She left a suicide note that was incomprehensible and full of random phrases and references.
When her ex was going through her stuff, he found a birth certificate with the name Becky Sue Turner on it, who was a 2 year old girl who died in a house fire in WA in the 70s. Lori had stolen Becky's identity and used it to get her name changed to Lori Erica Kennedy. There were no clues whatsoever as to who she was before she acquired the false identity and her backstory remained a mystery for years.
A few years later she was identified by matching her daughter's DNA to a distant relative in Pennsylvania. It turns out Lori's real name was Kimberly McLean, and she'd left her home in PA in 1986 as she didn't get along with her mom and stepdad.
I was really fascinated with this one when it was still unsolved, and I found the actual answer a bit anticlimactic. It was clear from everything she'd left that something was wrong with her, and it really gave me the creeps.
Those flying "rods" in the background of cave diving videos.
People in the 80s and 90s would go cave diving or sky diving and film it, and in the background would be all these foot-long, flappy, rod-shaped creatures that no one would see until they were caught on film. People thought they were inter-dimensional creatures that would slip into our dimension occasionally. Some studied the shape of these things in wind turbines to understand how they fly. I think there was even a hieroglyph found of the creature from ancient Egypt.
It turns out the frame rate of the poor handheld cameras from that day made birds and bugs get caught in multiple frames at the same time, and so they looked like long rods with wings.
A Whole Lotta Nothin
Al Capone's vault is the most hilarious solved mystery. A renovation team found the vault and some underground tunnels under his hotel over 50 years after his arrest. Geraldo Rivera hosted a huge 2-hour live grand reveal of the opening of the vault which they hope would contain a huge fortune. 30 million people watched the live spectacle. The vault was finally opened and..........there was nothing there.
Here's the whole special starting when they brought down the vault wall.
A Tragic End
The case of Jacob Wetterling.
He was and 11 year old boy abducted near his home in 1989. Him and his friends had gone to a local video store and were on their way home when a man stopped them and forced Jacob to leave with him at gunpoint. He forced the others to turn and run and threatened them that they would be shot if they didn't.
For almost 30 years the case went unsolved. His friends and his brother grew up feeling the guilt of not being able to stop the abductor. His parents and family had no closure as they had no idea where he was taken, or who had taken him. But they held out hope for all those years that maybe he was still alive. A local man had even been falsely accused of abducting him.
Sadly, his remains were found in 2016. About 30 miles from where he was abducted. Investigators were able to find the man responsible, and he confessed to the crime. He had assaulted Jacob and killed him on the same night he was abducted.
It's a tragic story and there are a lot more details. Thankfully detectives never gave up on this case and they were able to solve it after all those years.
An Out Of Place Burger
The mysterious In-N-Out burger found on the street in New York City, apparently still warm (In-N-Out is a hamburger chain only found on the west coast).
The person who bought this cheeseburger responded to the post with the explanation: they had bought lots of cheeseburgers prior to boarding their San Diego to NYC flight and lost one after their arrival while boarding a bus.
Polar Bears From The Void
The voyage of HMS Terror and HMS Erebus, who in 1845 embarked on a journey around Canada to locate the Northwest Passage with the backing of the royal navy. The voyage was expected to take 2 years, but by 1850 it was suspected something had gone very wrong, as the last sighting of the ships had been as they entered baffin bay 5 years earlier, and all the search parties could find were some lonely graves, and a cairn with a scrawled message. It was only with analysis from the graves, some old testimonies about contact with local Inuit groups, and the discovery of the remains of the crew in the 1990s and the wrecks in 2016, that the full story could be pieced together.
Essentially the ships' arctic modifications and stocks had been ill thought out for the voyage, and the cheap canned food the crew relied on had led them to contract lead poisoning and scurvy, but with no alternatives and being locked in ice for months at a time, they had no escape. The illnesses were compounded by the lack of alternative food sources in the harsh environment and diseases which crippled the already weakened crews. The poisoning (and associated hallucinations) combined with the deteriorating mental health of the crew created a living nightmare. After the officer in charge died, the surviving crews abandoned ship and tried to cross the barren Arctic towards a known settlement in Canada, with everyone involved falling and dying en route. The bodies that were found were very well preserved, and contemporary Inuit testimonies corroborated the story. It made for a good horror series, even if there weren't any supernatural polar bears involved in reality.
Haunted By The Spirit Of Electricity
In a Chinese science discovery type show, they went to investigate reports of a old haunted house where an alleged murder happened year ago. People say the light in the house would flicker on and off, no animals can be found near it, and any dogs/cats brought over would run away, very agitated.
Turns out the electrical cable connected to the house was damaged, so the light flickers. And the ground near the house became electrified, mildly shocking animals coming close. The people had shoes on so they never noticed.
WARNING: the following article contains discussion of suicide/self-harm.
Professional secrets come with most jobs, whether it's a secret recipe or confidential client information. Some secrets are just downright creepy though.
A coworker who randomly disappeared in the past, uncomfortable realities of the job, or a particular subject that everyone always avoids can definitely up the creep factor in any workplace.
Reddit user Raiseyourspoonofwar asked:
"What is the creepiest thing you don't talk about in your profession?"
That we've been hacked. Repeatedly. Any data you trusted us with is out there now. Either for sale or just to freely download if you find the right site. The only reason your identity has not been stolen is that the thieves chose to steal someone else's today, and there are orders of magnitude more honest people than there are professional identity thieves. Pure random luck is the only reason your credit rating is not in tatters right now.
None of this is publicized, because the laws were deliberately written in such a way that we decide what constitutes a breech and that decision is never meaningfully accountable to anyone. So ... surprise! We have never declared that any of the times that we were hacked constituted a "formal breech".
I work in an 'eco-friendly' importer who imports, well, eco friendly products that replace disposable or single use products, especially plastics.
The amount of plastic involved in production, shipping, storing, and packing those items is insane. It's just all stripped from the finished product before it lands in the customer's hands. There's also issues with ordering from abroad - everything from factory waste to the fuels to get it here. It's really, really sad, and nobody addresses it. Ever. It's not talked about - we just strip off the plastic and toss it before shipping to the customer.
Not really 'creepy' but sad, and so very obviously ignored.
I work for a student loan company. A lot of people's 'repayment plan' is to pay the absolute minimum/defer their loans as long as possible and then die. It's usually for older people but I see it with folks in their 20s/30s also. Their interest is sometimes more than they make in a month. I can't tell you how many people I've had to reassure that their kids won't have to pay the loan if the parent dies. It (usually) can't be discharged with bankruptcy either. It f**king sucks that DEATH is the only way out for people, we literally have to have a protocol for how to handle someone threatening to commit suicide so they don't have to pay it.
The amount of dead bodies you have to deal with/walk in on. Property management for 5 communities with 2400 people. 95% college students, 60% of those in high stress, high octane majors. I've walked into 4 suicides in 5 months, and these have been people I've gotten to know, toured, worked with to cater to interests. I couldn't imagine it was going to be like this, but I probably shouldve.
Idk how to fix any of it, but it makes for a hard time now and again.
This isn't necessarily creepy, but unsettling. I used to work in the travel industry. You'd be surprised at how many people seriously injure themselves or even die while on vacation. People tend to think they're invincible when they're abroad. Spoiler alert: You are not. Buy travel insurance.
I work in tv news and some viewers can be veryyy creepy. People subconsciously feel like they know us, because they see us everyday, in their homes. Some of the mail my coworkers receive is so questionable. Like one guy (a well known and beloved weatherman) regularly gets postcards from the same dude that hates him and berates him. Another guy acts as if he actually knows one of our weekend anchors, in his letters talking about how they used to go to various concerts together (nope).
Once I opened a package with all these random objects (bandaids, leis, a pair of socks, conversation hearts) and five valentines each detailing how the person would storm the building.
Once I did a story vaguely related to vaping and within minutes a guy tracked down my personal facebook and sent me three videos cussing me out and a long rant about how I was a "piss ant wh*re" and a "f**king moron".
The smell of burning Human flesh. Im an industrial welder and occasionally have a molten blob of steel land on exposed skin. We dont mention it outside of work becuase of obvious reasons.
The amount of suicide among doctors.
Physicians have among the highest rates of suicide worldwide, but I didn't understand how significant it was until I was in the field. I assumed it wasn't a big issue - the career seemed great with prestige, high job security and income. And it is great, but I didn't know about working 60 days in a row, operating after being awake for 72 hours on call, cutthroat competition in training bottlenecks, the constant expectation and pressure to be the best and know it all from seniors and patients alike, the harassment and bullying from colleges that eat their young.
Now that I'm working in hospital networks, I don't go more than a couple of months without hearing about another doctor who attempted or committed suicide. There is more open discussion about the crisis, but most remains unspoken. Many doctors in my country won't disclose or seek help for their mental health problems out of fear they'll be reported and have restrictions on their license.
And if you are taken to hospital for the suicide attempt, the field is small enough that your colleagues and friends will hear about it, no matter how much staff maintain confidentiality. I visited a friend in ICU who attempted suicide, and he was mortified that he had been transported to the hospital he was employed in. Everyone knew and he moved across the country. And you hear about funerals for an 'untimely passing' of a 30 something year old doctor, while nobody talks about how or why they died. We are very uncomfortable talking about suicide.
I don't know about "creepy" but A LOT of dietitians have/had eating disorders. It can attract people who are 1) obsessed with food and 'health' and 2) looking for better ways of staying as thin as possible.
On a similar note, I studied psychology and every therapist I've met had some sort of mental illness. But really it makes sense that people would want go into a field that they are personally invested in.
I drive trains. Statistically speaking a driver in my country will drive over two humans during a career. What really haunts you is the sound. It's a loud thud.
In Britain I think the train company will retire you after you run over 3 ( could be 2. 3s the max) due to the emotional stress.
I'm a mailman, and sometimes peoples houses just creep me out. Sometimes you walk up to a really run down place with their mailbox hanging sideways and you just get a bad feeling like "bad things happen here."
It's also creepy how bad some people's houses smell, and I can smell that from outside. If you're a hoarder with 20 cats I can smell all the cat pee and sweet rotting smell as soon as I go up your walkway.
Also delivering mail to sketchy businesses that are clearly fronts for something else is never really fun, can make you pretty uneasy.
Honestly, the fact that most stuff we deal with causes cancer. Generally, you can be quite safe as a chemist, but it's the long term exposure that's an issue. Being somewhat not safe over time causes lots of issues. Sure, you always hear of someone who got a litre of solvent to the face, or got a toxic powder on their arm and was fine, but it's the sum of all your exposures, not the day to day stuff that kills you. Be smart and be safe: wear gloves, wear a lab coat, don't breath anything in, and work in a fume hood with everything.
I run pools. We make sure our swimming instructors have good training in spotting the signs of child abuse because we see so much more of your kid's body than most other folks in their lives. Bathing suits don't do much to cover up suspicious bruising.
There are a lot of nasty nasty bugs in shipping.
Oh yes. Silverfish! Centipedes! Cockroaches! Scorpions! My personal favorite was when we'd get product in from China and some bugs just come hauling @ss out of the boxes to go start a new life or what the f**k ever they do.
The fact that human organs are shipped like regular packages at FedEx. I see them almost everyday, its most a company called Cryolife I think. Its for organ donation. But we are very professional and careful with these packages in particular for obvious reasons
I work for a company that (amongst other services) provides carpet cleaning. Vacuuming is one of the easiest corners for janitorial providers to cut so it rarely ever gets done to adequate levels. This means that office carpeting is absolutely FILLED with dirt, skin flakes, and literally any other nasty tiny thing you can picture. Carpeting is like a sponge/filter and if you don't clean it out regularly it gets f**king nasty and can majorly impact indoor air quality. Sick Building Syndrome can be caused by carpeting alone.
Also, people in general are nasty too. In one night, in one facility, my team cleaned up pee, vomit, and blood stains on the carpet (wearing PPE of course.). The amount of skid marks we clean off office chairs is bonkers too.
In the work comp insurance industry, each body part has a predetermined monetary value. So if you lost, say, a thumb or a foot on the job, they just check their price list and cut a check. Sometimes there are different values for the same body part depending on if the part that was lost came from your dominant hand or side.
Another fun fact is that it can be cheaper to insure roofers who work on 5 or 10+ story jobs than those that work on lower structures because the insurance companies figure in the event of a fall they'll only have to cut a simple check for a pre-set death benefit for the high rise workers - it's when someone falls from just a couple stories that leads to years of expensive medical treatments and disability payments since they're much more likely to survive.
I've always found it a little bit creepy how easily our lives and body parts can be reduced to just a few numbers and dollar signs.
Not really creepy, but I work at a woodshop, and it is an absolute OSHA disaster. Safety guidelines are rarely (if ever) enforced, and corners are cut constantly to get stuff built on time. I'm talking fire extinguishers buried behind scrap wood and other things, almost zero use of safety equipment, and just a general disregard for what should be standard practice. Really the only reason injuries are rare is because the vast majority of people who work here are experienced and know their stuff.
IT security at a lot of places is a joke. You'd be horrified how at some high profile/hold a lot of your personal data there isn't really an emphasis on security. Sure they do just enough but it's more aimed at protecting their image and whatnot than your data.
The number of deaths and injuries in my field. Industrial Maintenance isn't a really safe career path. I personally know 4 people that have been seriously injured and 2 that were killed on the job.
If you or someone you know is struggling, you can contact the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline at 1-800-273-TALK (8255).
To find help outside the United States, the International Association for Suicide Prevention has resources available at https://www.iasp.info/resources/Crisis_Centres/
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