During high school I went out to a bush party with a bunch of close friends and my girlfriend. 


We did all collectively did a shot and had a beer, were chatting and such. It came time to scrounge for some more firewood so a bunch of us guys went into the woods to collect branches.


Which is when we found a handmade wooden swing attached to a tree maybe 30/40 ft away from our party.


After getting the fire going again I went back to the swing-tree and decided to climb it. Sat down in a branch, I blink and the next thing I know


The fires dim and my friends are packing up. My girlfriend's calling my name and I call out. She asks where I've been and I gesture to the tree.


Her story goes she ended up doing shots with a different friend cause she couldn't find me. She says maybe three hours passed.


I don't remember any of it. I wasn't even that drunk. 


From my perspective I climbed the tree, and lost three hours of time.

When I was about five years old I was at my grandma's house and we were about to visit her friend who lived right behind my grandma's apartment. I was walking right behind my grandma when I saw a huge wolf-like dog crossing our path. I immediately froze because I was incredibly fearful of dogs back then, My grandma kept trying to tug me, but I told her there was a dog in front of us. My granny kept trying to convince me that there was nothing there, but I insisted that there was. Eventually, the dog passed and I continued walking.


Later that night my grandma got a call that her nephew had passed. I was very close to him and was saddened by his passing. The next day we went back to my grandma's friend's house and she told her about the passing. The friend told my grandma that she had seen the dog hanging out on the back porch the night before and that it was an omen. She didn't tell my grandmother because she didn't want to spook her. Still not sure how or why I saw the dog, but yeah. I always think about that.

For context, we have specific family friends we’re relatively close with.

my family and i were going fishing, it was meant to be a trip just for us. in the car, i had a random feeling that those specific family friends would be there, don’t know why. we arrived at the site, and they were, in fact, there with another family we didn’t know! we spent the day together.

on the way home, my sister said “i kinda knew this would happen.” so did i! we both felt as if the family friends would be there for some reason, although there was no concrete evidence to back it up. everyone probably forgot by now, but it’s something i still think about sometimes.

I knew this little kid years ago who had this uncanny ability to start talking about someone, and then they would just show up. One time he brought up a relative no one had heard from in years, and then they dropped by for a visit a day or two later. Another time, he reportedly guessed the first name of a new teacher starting at his school before anything was said about her, and it wasn't a common name.

But the weirdest one was when he described feeling like someone "really really important" was going to swing by. The next day, his dad's company's vice-CEO dropped by to personally deliver a surprise recognition bonus, something his dad was apparently not expecting at all. This was enough for people to start speculating on the kid being psychic or having some sort of prophetic gift, and I still can't explain how he got everything right every single time.

No one ever believes me, but here goes. When I was in college I shared a room with a friend of mine from high school. One night I was sleeping and had a dream where he and I were on this huge pile of garbage, searching for something. We were both digging in the trash. Then I woke up. I got up and went to the bathroom. When I climbed back in bed my roommate kind of stirred and mumbled, "I found it. It's over here." And then rolled over and went quiet again. The next morning he didn't remember any of it. I didn't dream getting out of bed, I didn't dream his response.

I lived a partial lifetime in a dream recently. It was years long, I had a family and a different job and friends. And it was years long. I slept and woke up and dreamed and lived, and then I woke up years later here in this world.

No words to decently explain how it was. I just lived a life not in this reality. I miss home,.

My dad was always really good at finding 4 leaf clovers. He would find a couple any time he looked and give them to me as a kid. I could never find them on my own.

The day after he was gone, it was suspiciously warm. I was in the front yard and decided to look for one. Every time I bent down I found another one. I started bagging them and had at least 20 by the time I stopped. I had never found a clover in my life before then. Now occasionally I will look for them still and usually find one right where I look. I wish I still had that bag of clovers he left me.

When I was a kid my dog left us. Naturally I was devastated, crushed, heartbroken and feeling all the emotions. I didn’t grow up particularly religious, we said grace and nighttime prayers but not much else, but I remember praying for a sign that my dog was ok wherever he was now. Moments later I found a yellow bow in my bed. He wore bows sometimes, after a grooming (he was a shih tzu) but he hadn’t had long enough hair to wear bows in years so it was strange to find randomly in my bed. I took it as a sign & kept it for as long as I could remember.

Edit: missed a word.

I bought a jvc flat screen tv from Microcenter about 15 years ago. We moved states, and it came with us. It was in our front room. The TV in our backroom went out and had to be replaced. We went tv shopping and I found a jvc that matched the one in the front. Got a salesperson to grab one from the back. Here is the weird part. Once they left, I got light-headed and tunnel vision and almost passed out. Leaned against a shelf and collected myself. Around that time, the salesperson came out. He was bringing out an LG TV. I asked about. It was the same specs and price, and the salesperson thought it was the tv I asked for. No worries, I'll take it. Get home, and while setting it up, i needed a cable from the other tv to test something. I say something along the lines of "I'm not sure it will work because of the different brands." My wife says that the tv in the front is an LG and should be fine. I argued it was a jvc. Go to the front, and it's an LG. Per my family, it has always been an LG.

I gained a few hours one day.

I live in the country and have to take my garbage to a dump. The dump is open Wednesday from 130pm to 530pm and Saturday from 9am to 4pm.

I had a Wednesday off so I decided I'd take the garbage that day. I took the garbage, dumped it, and chatted with the guy who works there. When I left, I felt very strange. Lightheaded. I pulled over to the side of the road and took a deep breath.

When I went to turn my car radio down / off, I noticed the time said 11am. I thought that was weird so I looked at my phone. Also 11am. I made a U-turn and went back to the dump. I was still on the same road as the dump, just about half a mile away.

The gate was closed and locked. It wasn't open yet.

I went back on Saturday and chatted with the guy who worked there about Wednesday and he said he opened at his regular time but didn't see me. I asked about our conversation (he chats about DIY stuff using scraps from the dump) and he said he isn't doing anything DIY right now and that he didn't see me Wednesday.

We haven’t had to face it in our own marriage but I’m an oldster and have seen enough of life to believe there are a lot of factors outside of the act of sleeping with someone else that impacts if the other partner can forgive. Because there is a world of difference between ‘I slept with someone I met at the hotel on my work trip’ and ‘I’ve spent years building layers of deception to carry on an affair with one of your good friends. Oh and the whole community knows about it except you’ both are cheating but I’ve watched couples navigate both and it’s often not the act of cheating that’s difficult to forgive but the consistent decisions to lie and knowingly set your spouse up to be humiliated.

The first time? I justified it. I didn’t find proof of a physical affair, only sexting. We had a 13 month old baby and I was a stay at home mom. I had no self esteem, I felt isolated from everyone but him, and the good parts of the relationship were really good. He took care of me.

Subsequent times? I never fully forgave him. It festered. I never trusted him again and he proved me right at every turn. I was scared to leave. I had two babies, I was a stay at home mom, no one around me knew how bad the infidelity was- everyone always sang his praises how good he was to me/what a good dad he was. I felt like no one else would ever want me, I was gross and used and ugly. I channeled a lot of my energy into my kids. It hurt less because my identity was less “wife” and more “mom”. And the good times were so good. He took me to NYC to eat at Le Bernardin and to to see Chicago on broadway. We went to Jamaica for my 30th birthday. He took me on a cruise, bought me a minivan, told me he loved me, became my whole social and emotional anchor, it was amazing when it was good.

I convinced myself the good outweighed the bad. Then when it didn’t, I convinced myself that at least I was comfortable and he was providing for the family, then when that stopped working, I finally gave up. It took me 10 years to give up.

Divorce is finalized in April and I move out then into my own house. I can’t wait. I’ll never forgive cheating again, and honestly, I can’t see myself bothering to get married ever again.

Never been cheated on (that I know of anyway), but my best friend told me, "it's cheaper than a divorce and fighting for my kids. If I'm still mad about it when the kids are 18, I'll leave."

Sad, really.