People Share Their Strangest “Glitch In The Matrix” Moments From 2021

People are sharing stories about experiencing eye-witness events that cannot be explained with critical thinking. Also known as a “glitch in the matrix” and I’m still scratching my head over some of these.

If you thought 2020 was a weird year, 2021 was just as weird. Especially for these folks.

Here are some of the weirdest “glitch in the matrix” moments people experienced in 2021:


1. “Cut disappeared on my baby’s hand”

The weirdest thing happened earlier. One of my twin boys (20 months old) came running to me crying and I saw his hand was covered in blood. I quickly realized he had cut himself in between his pointer and middle finger.

It was fairly deep looking and I called my husband in to help with the clean-up as I get queasy around blood. (Due to the size and depth of the cut I even asked my husband if they can even put a stitch in that area if he were to need one.) my husband took our son to the bathroom to run water on his hand and clean him up to see what we were dealing with…to BOTH our surprises after he washed his hand off and we went to assess the cut that we had both clearly just seen, which bled so much it was all over my son’s pajamas, myself and my husband…THE CUT WAS GONE.

We checked all his other fingers for like 5 minutes straight and not even as much as a paper cut was to be found. We don’t know what to make of this. There was clearly a “deep” cut and his skin between his fingers was visibly separated but after he took his hand out from under the water it was just…gone?

I had Neosporin and gauze ready and didn’t need either. My son just kept laughing. Our oldest son saw the cut as well and even suggested what he may have cut it on when they were playing. Not sure what exactly happened, I’m happy my little one isn’t hurt, but he was, so I have no idea what to make of this.

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2. “Mourned over my sister’s dog several months ago; she was at my parent’s house on Thanksgiving”

I live over an hour away from my old hometown so I call my mom every two weeks to discuss the news about everyone that I don’t see often. Before summer started, I called her and asked about my sister. She told me her dog, whose name is Honey, had unfortunately passed away.

I was so upset about this news as she was a wonderful sheepdog with so much personality that I really bonded with for many years. I remember shredding years about it, and after I got off the phone I told my boyfriend about how upset I was to hear the news. I then called my sister and we reminisced about her dog and talked about where she was burying her, etc., and how her son was really sad.

Fast forward to Thanksgiving at my parent’s house a couple of weeks ago. My sister and her husband had gone out of state to spend the holidays with her in-laws so she left her dogs with my parents to watch while they were away. I walk into my parent’s house only to find Honey, healthy as can be, sitting in a dog bed in my parent’s living room. I immediately bristled, shocked. I laid on the floor to give her tons of love and asked my mom why she had told me Honey passed away.

She had no idea what I was talking about. I was floored, just laying there petting her and just loving on her a ton, totally in disbelief. I took her outside and threw the ball for her for 30 minutes at least. When my boyfriend and I were driving home, I mentioned it to him and he said he was glad I brought it up because he absolutely remembers me discussing it with him.

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3. “I slipped into an alternate reality while driving home from work”

This isn’t a very interesting story, but I just have to share. It’s been bothering me for some time now.

First, a little bit of background. I go into work right around 2 pm and get out around 8:30 pm. I always take the same route to and from work. Also, I’ve been working at this particular store for about 6 months. Well, one day, about a month and a half ago, I started feeling really weird while I was at work. Almost like I was there, my body was there, but my mind was somewhere else. It started about 2 hours before my shift ended. I thought, okay, kind of weird, but I was taking cold medicine at the time and figured it was just that messing with my head. Until my drive home.

On this particular night, I got out of work a little late. My DM came in because we had to unplug and shut down everything in the store so the city could do some kind of energy whatnot or other, I don’t remember the details. I just know that if we didn’t unplug everything, the shit would get fried. So I’m driving home, about 20 minutes later than usual, and my anxiety starts building to the point where I feel like I’m going to have a panic attack, and the feeling of being there but not there starts to get worse. That’s when I see it.

As I said before, I take the same route every day, to and from work. But, as I went down the road, I looked to my left and saw this big semiconductor plant, all lit up, that had NEVER FREAKING BEEN THERE BEFORE. I pulled over on the side of the road, freaking the eff out. I know FOR A FACT it had never been there before. And it’s really hard to miss, driving home in complete darkness with a huge, lit-up power plant. You didn’t even have to look for it, couldn’t miss it. I sat there for a minute until I had calmed down a bit, trying to reassure myself it had always been there, I just wasn’t paying attention. I’m not going crazy, I probably just hadn’t seen it before.

A few minutes later, my boyfriend called me and asked if I could pick up some McDonalds for him. Sure, not a problem, I passed by one on my drive home. The feeling of anxiety and not being there started to fade, until I pulled into the drive-through, ordered my food, and then a worker I had never seen before was sitting at the front window. I asked him how long he’d been working there, he said about 2 months now. Now I’m really freaking out. I came to this place nearly every day for MONTHS, at varying times throughout the day. Even weirder yet, he was the ONLY worker there that night. I’m sure there’s an explanation for that part, but it sure didn’t help me feel any better after discovering a new power plant just popped up out of nowhere about 20 minutes earlier.

I proceed to go home and have a full-blown panic attack, curled in a ball, shaking, crying, hyperventilating, the whole deal. I told my boyfriend about the power plant I’d seen and he said “oh yeah, that’s always been there. How have you not seen it before?” And now, every day, I look at that damn place and freak out a little bit. Because I KNOW it was never there before. Since then, I’ve noticed tiny little details about my life are just slightly different like my dog not knowing tricks she’s known since she was a pup, or my boyfriend pronounces a few words differently than he did before. The only explanation I can come up with is that I accidentally slipped into an alternate reality while on my drive home from work.

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4. “Small glitch of no sun outside! Sky flickered like a light bulb.”

So my fiance and I were doing some house cleaning today. My fiance goes to open the front door to toss a small dirty rug outside. I was watching him do this. When he opened the front door it was completely black outside. Even though it’s 2 pm and our whole entrance area/living room is brightly lit from the sun’s rays.

Then the outside of the front door lights up instantly. Then it went dark again. And then finally the light once again came “on” and stayed like that. It reminded me of when a light bulb flickers just before it’s about to burn out. I said to him “Did you see that?” And he goes “Yes, what just happened?” There weren’t any clouds outside either. I felt like I was in a videogame that needed to load the environment and the frames froze for a second, lol.

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5. “I saw myself behind me”

So I’ve experienced two ”paranormal” things in my life and both happened in this bathroom. First was a clear shadow figure and this one is what haunts me the most. I heard another story similar to this from this subreddit so I think this is fitting. (This is not a very long story but I think worth telling)

A while back I was in our upstairs bathroom just washing my face as I usually do. Our sink is below a mirror that is big enough to see the whole room. I started drying my face on a towel and I accidentally saw through a hole in the towel and couldn’t really react fast. What I saw though, was myself behind me, that me’s back facing me. It wasn’t wearing the same clothes I was wearing at the time but a beige jacket and some pants that I own.

It was a very clear figure and I know exactly what I saw and it was me. Like I said I didn’t have time to react so I had already covered my face by the time I realized. After that, I got the worst hot flash and felt like I was in a sauna. The scariest thing ever to happen to me.

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6. “Friends tried to set me up with a girl, after a near car accident this never happened in the first place”

All names used here are fake.

So here’s a small background. I was trying to get over an ex at the time, my friend Maggie randomly texted me saying, “hey would you be opposed to going on a date with Audrey?” (Audrey is a mutual friend) and I say “no”. So I try to talk to her but I don’t feel any sparks.

The next day I try to ask a group of friends to hang out (there’s ONE girl in the group) and one of my other friend in the group texts me saying, “dude stop hitting on Alexandra! Focus on Audrey” and I’m like “ugh”.

Later that day, I was spaced out at a traffic light, completely sober, when the truck in front of me turns right. I automatically think “huh the light must be green” so I go, I hear some light honking but I ignore it. I was halfway through the intersection (30 MPH backroad with 55 MPH highway) when I realize the light was red, and for some reason, I stopped. I heard a car behind me swerve to not hit me, so I kept going and had to stop on the side of the road to process what just happened.

This is when things get weird. My friends never mentioned Audrey to me again, and a month later she starts dating somebody else (Jake), so I assume that was why. However, a few months later I bring up to Maggie about how she tried setting me up with Audrey but she just stares at me blankly and says, “no, we were trying to set her up with Jake”.

I thought she was pulling my chain, but I went back to old text messages and I couldn’t find any that mentioned Audrey in the first place, let alone friends trying to set me up with her.

The weird thing about this experience is I didn’t blackout. I was conscious the whole time, so I don’t know if I died and switched to another reality, but I know damn well that I wasn’t imagining this. Also, Maggie claims she had been having consistent dreams of me dying, and they stopped when this event happened.

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7. “I died last night…But I’m still here.”

So this actually happened last week… It just took me some time to come to terms with it…

I got a phone call from my next-door neighbor late in the evening asking if I can help him move a mattress into his upstairs. His mom is ill and has a big heavy sleep number bed. I of course ran over to help because they’re great neighbors.

I get over there and his friend, who is also a priest, was there to help. I helped them figure out how to separate the mattress from the bed so we could fit it upstairs. We get it all moved up and back in place when my neighbor asks if I can help them move an armoire upstairs too. I think nothing of it and we pull it out of his travel trailer and start bringing it up the front stairs of his house.

This is where I died. The front stairs are 11 steps. I was on the lower end of the armoire about 6 steps up when my neighbor and his friend lose a handle on the armoire and it comes crashing down on me and I fall back towards the pavement…

I then wake up in my dining room to my phone ringing and my wife asking me if I’m going to answer the phone. It’s my neighbor asking me if I can help move a bed upstairs for his mom…

I go over there and meet his priest friend again, as this has been the first time I met him. I say I can help with the bed but I cannot help with the armoire. My neighbor was like “how’d you know about the armoire?”. I then proceeded to tell them I’m pretty sure I just died.

I spent the next hour talking with the priest. He had so many questions. My neighbor didn’t believe it until I described the upstairs bedroom in perfect detail down to the metal mattress frame on the floor and the intricate headboard leaning against the wall and I had never been upstairs in their house before.

The priest asked me what I saw after I died. I told him I never actually died. Before it happened I woke up at my dining room table.

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8. “I hope this is my imagination somehow.”

My niece, my mom, and I were about to have breakfast. My mom came with all the food, 2 big and 1 small fork, 2 knives, etc. My niece was very happy to have a big fork on her own and took one, and I took one too. My mom is gone to the other corner of the room to grab her phone and talk to my sister and didn’t touch the table at all after. My niece was cutting her food and she couldn’t cut it into smaller pieces. After she tried she gave up and turned to me. She said, “can you cut my food smaller” and I said, “yeah, give me your fork and knife”.

She gave me the knife and I said “where is your fork”. She said “in my hand” and looked at her hand but there was no fork. She was confused and asked me if I took it while she wasn’t looking at it and I said no. I was confused too and we searched every corner of the room but we couldn’t find it. I turned to my mom and asked if she saw it and she pretended like she didn’t hear me, she kept looking at her phone. I asked three times and she got pissed, she said “it’s in front of you” and when I turned I saw two small forks on the table. I asked my niece if she saw these forks before and she said, “I saw only a small one, I took one big fork and you took the other”.

My mom didn’t answer us when we asked her and again pretended not to hear. My niece took a small fork and my mom cut her food. We were confused and we searched around a little bit more but we couldn’t find it anyway. I’m not sure what was it…

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9. “Skateboard disappeared and reappeared in other location”

Ok, HI EVERYONE. For starters, this is my first post. Here’s what happened last night that I still can’t explain:

So I was learning how to skateboard with two friends. My friend and I were about to skate down my street on our boards, which is slightly downhill when a homeless man walked up to us.

We chatted briefly and he asked if we had any money. I said I didn’t have cash, but that my roommate made a bunch of homeless bags, and that I could run in my house and grab one for him really quickly.

At this point, I had one foot on the board and one foot on the ground. There was a snowbank right next to me so I know I would have wedged the skateboard into the snowbank so it wouldn’t have rolled down the hill. I was right next to it, it was the obvious choice.

I was right across from my house, so I ran in and grabbed the bags, which were right next to the front door. This whole thing took about 20 seconds. I come out, give the homeless man the bags, and immediately look down and say “where’s my board?”

My friends looked confused and said they don’t know, but they just saw me on it. The homeless man also said he didn’t see it. We thought maybe he took it, but it was a whole ass skateboard, and he used both hands to open the bags and look through them. Plus, he was standing in front of my friends the whole time.

And it was 1 am and dead outside. The only other thing that happened was that a car passed while I was inside, so they thought that maybe someone grabbed it real quick from the car and stole it (HIGHLY unlikely).

We looked for 20 minutes. We looked down the street in case it rolled and no one noticed. And we were stumped. I asked them a million times if they were fucking with me and they sincerely promised they weren’t and were just as confused as me. It also was my friend’s board, so he was concerned because it was expensive.

I told them that it was probably a glitch in the matrix and that I wouldn’t be surprised if it showed up today.

Sure enough, my friend leaves this morning, calls me, and says, “I’ve closed the loop in the matrix. I was walking to my car this morning up the road and the skateboard was right next to the dumpster.”

The dumpster was a bit up the road (which is uphill) and we weren’t anywhere near there during our conversation. I still have absolutely no idea how it got there, and without anybody noticing within 20 seconds of time.

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10. “I stopped to tie my shoes and time sped up”

This happened to me last year, but it still puzzles me.

So during my lunch break, I like to have lunch and then coffee in a restaurant that is 3 blocks away from my office. I had just left the office so I thought “phew, I have one hour ahead to have lunch in peace”. I don’t like to eat in a hurry so I was glad that I could have lunch quietly and then read my book while I had coffee afterward. It was 12:05 pm, I usually take 10 minutes walking to get to the restaurant, so it was enough time for me to eat, read and go back to my office.

As I walked, I realized my shoelaces were untied, so I stopped to tie my shoes. I sighed and looked at my clock, it was 12:10 pm. I remember looking at my clock because I always look at my clock when I have to stop to do anything when I’m walking on the street, it’s a habit. It was a very hot summer day and I don’t know if it was for the heat but I felt a little dizzy and light-headed, but it was nothing serious and I didn’t have to stop to take a breath or anything like that. I tied my shoes and I checked the time again. I couldn’t believe it. It was 12:40 pm. I remember saying out loud “No f*cking way!!” in the middle of the sidewalk.

I got really mad because now I wouldn’t have much time to eat or do anything, and confused, until today. There’s no way I would take 30 minutes to tie my shoes, not even if I tried. I usually do everything at a very fast pace.

I don’t know what really happened, and I don’t know if the dizziness I felt right before it happened has anything to do with it. It puzzles me until today.

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11. “A possible teleportation during a near-death experience.”

I’ve told this story so many times before and to this day I have no rational expatiation for it, nor does anyone that has analyzed the sequence of events. It began on a trip to a popular creek many would gather at to party, take a dip or just hang with the family. The water of the privately-owned creek was dark and about knee-level for a regular adult with even children being able to wade most of it without worries. There was a small deep section that was more to the far edges but I was unaware of this. It was summer vacation when I was about 16/17, I think, and I got my group together for a huge party there.

After a few hours of us partying and hanging on the shore a few of us took a dip, my swimming skills were nothing amazing but I can at least not sink like cement. I began wading out a bit and within seconds I felt my feet completely slide off the edge of the shallower bit into the deep end, I could feel the forward momentum of slipping carry me forward a lot too, so much so that I couldn’t even reach the edge with my toe-tips. I began to panic and sink, it felt like that was the end, that surety of death after gulping down nothing more than cold water for what felt like ages, I couldn’t get a foothold much less propel myself in any direction.

As I swallowed mouthfuls of liquid hoping for oxygen I could feel the darkness of the water itself just surround my consciousness as if I was being taken by that cold abyss. At that point I kinda came to terms with death, this is it, I’m done…At that exact moment I felt a spark of pure energy, “F**K THIS, I’M NOT GONNA DIE!” was the only thought then. I made an attempt to flail a bit, it was a useless movement but I wasn’t giving up.

Somehow or another I ended up back completely on the shallower bit, my feet firmly planted on muddy soil that wasn’t there a second before. Not on the edge of the shallow bit but about 4ft away from the deep end. I then saw everyone rushing towards me, my friends swimming frantically, to their eyes I was in the deep end but a second ago about to drown, and the next I had saved myself before they were even halfway to me. Not more than a minute or two had passed yet to me it seemed so much longer, my perception of time changing because of adrenaline, who knows.

There was simply no way I could’ve moved that distance through me weakly flailing at the limits of my breath. I moved at least 6-8ft total as two dudes in the group swam out to where they saw me and based on the distance from the slope that ends the shallow bit to the deep end, it was definitely a considerable distance if you aren’t swimming. They were all pretty dumbfounded, no one knew wtf happened but we were all just bloody relieved. We’ve discussed that event so many times yet it still remains a genuine mystery to them and me especially. Maybe I teleported, maybe I was saved by some higher being, a guardian angel even. All that I’m certain of is that I might’ve teleported through space/time before that spark of life left me.

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12.”Last week my headphones got run over when they fell out of my pocket. Later that night while looking for something else, I came across the same headphones in a box never used.”

Ok so this won’t be like some of these ones I read on here but it has been messing with my brain all week. Last Monday when I was walking into work I must have dropped my headphones out of my pocket. I knew I had them and needed them for a zoom meeting that morning. I thought maybe I had left them in the car but when I walked out of the car I saw them all smashed and broken on the ground.

I was annoyed as I loved them and use them every day but figured it’s not that big of a deal, I’ll just buy a new pair at the store. I head home that night and had to look through some boxes for some important paperwork I needed for work when I reach into a box and there is the exact same pair as the ones I broke and they are brand new. I live alone with just my dog and had never bought these types of headphones. I didn’t even buy the pair I got that got run over by the cars, they came with my phone. It was pretty weird as the box they were in only had like, tax documents and such in it. I was wicked excited tho and was happy I wouldn’t have to buy a new pair.

I had texted my friend the pic of my smashed headphones when I found them and then sent him the pic of the new ones and I was like, IDK what kind of luck but I just found a new pair in an old box. He said something about a glitch in the matrix and well I guess I haven’t stopped thinking about it since. I consider myself rational so I was like, well maybe they came with an old phone and I never used them…but they are iPhone-specific headphones from Apple and I had only just bought my first iPhone over the summer and they only came with the one set. Aaaand the box I found them in is old. Like 15-20 years old. It had all my dad’s old tax documents, my diploma, and a copy of my birth certificate and was taped up. Just seems weird to me.

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13. “The greatest karaoke night of my life, that never happened”

First off, I read the rules and I don’t believe this falls under drugs or alcohol because it’s actually about a place. So hopefully my post will stay for people’s thoughts and comments. Anyways, I’m a nightlife person. But if there’s nobody to go with, or no activities to partake in, I usually would just stay at home. One evening I was sitting at home bored out of my mind because karaoke had been canceled at a couple of bars I frequented for some reason or another… and my friends were leaving a baseball game 70 miles away or so, and typically would stop by the distant town bars and take a train back. So my night was, at the moment, uneventful.

I sat at home thinking of stuff to do, or movies to watch, and I was just getting restless. So I thought maybe I’ll just go out to a bar anyways, and maybe I’ll run into someone at least entertaining to talk to. But then I thought… my town in full of bars, maybe I’ll just Google for a local one I’ve never been to and meet some new people. See what the place has to offer.

So I Google searched locally, and a place popped up on the map across from a bar I usually would visit for karaoke. I thought to myself, I’ve never seen a bar there before. I thought of where the pin marker was, and what I remember being there in typical passing was a white house with an almost steeple-like roof. Every time I drove by it in the past and glanced at it, the lights were always out and I wondered if even anyone lived there. There was never a sign that advertised it as a bar. We actually had a number of houses like that in our town. The kind where you never see anyone go in, never see a light on, never see a “for sale” sign in front of, nor car in the driveway.

Fast forward, I decided to get up and drive and check it out. What harm could it do? There was never a light on, so I doubted anyone would be there to be woken up… and even if there was, I figured I could beg their pardon by showing them pin on Google’s map. When I got there, however, there was a light on. There was no sign indicating it was a bar, however…but the side street which is typically empty was absolutely lined with cars. I found a great spot open right at the end of the street and parked there. As I approached it I started hearing music blaring through the door and the sounds of a party.

Not knowing if it was just someone doing a house party, or what, I raised my hand to knock on the door, and just as I did some acquaintances I typically would talk with at a different bar popped outside with cigarettes in hand… seeing me they exclaimed “Chicken’s here!” referring to my nickname. Before I could say anything they said, “Come in, come in… the party is HOT!”

I went inside and it was the most immaculately white bar I have ever seen. All the walls were white, the bar counter was white marble, and there were wooden white columns at each corner… the ceiling was low with those big cheap white tiles with the holes and groove marks all over them. If you got them wet they’d break. You know the kind. And it had one of those old-time cigarette vending machines off to the side, TV’s lined overhead, karaoke going on… and it was VERY cramped. I looked around and it looked like I knew everyone that was there. We were almost all shoulder to shoulder with how packed the place was.

I hear, “Chicken, great to see ya… what’ll ya have?!” By a familiar voice. I look at the bartender, and it’s the same guy that owns one of the bars that canceled karaoke. Before I answered I said, “how long has this place been here?!” Knowing that he had two other businesses, he said “We just acquired this place a couple of weeks ago. We still haven’t gotten a sign yet. We got the bar in the town, and we got the restaurant in the city…the co-owner and I decided we were gonna open this place and each run a bar during the night.”

That was all I needed to hear to quell my curiosities. Since it looked like I knew everyone and karaoke was going on, I might as well make the best of it. And all night long I was enjoying the night as you would expect. Shots bought left and right… I was there for hours having a good time. Then, then night comes to a close, and everyone’s gotta pay their tabs and leave. I stick around as the place empties out because I wanted to chat up about the place with the owner a little bit more wondering if it was opened during the day too. He said it was, and they served lunch. Having the day off of work following, I told him I’d be back for lunch tomorrow.

The next day I wake up with a hangover and decide to pick up lunch from the place and have a little hair of the dog, to get me through the day. I try to open the door, but it’s locked. I knock on it, but nobody answers. So I decided to go to the other place he owns and ask him if there are special hours that it’s open. I show up at his other bar, I ask for a drink, as he’s pouring it I start telling him about how much fun I had at his other bar. He just laughs, and says “looks like you had a good time last night”. I started asking him about the hours, and he says “we’re open from 9 am to 2 pm.” I said, “no, not for here… for your other bar.” He says, “We have no other bar. It’s just the restaurant, and here. Are you sure you didn’t dream this?”

I said, “No, I didn’t get a hangover from a dream!” He said, “why don’t you check your receipts?” I said, “THAT is an excellent idea!” I opened my wallet, and it was completely empty. I remembered THAT was probably one of the only times I’d ever paid in cash because my bank was having issues with my card at that point in time and suggested I pull money out to use. When I pay in cash I don’t keep receipts, and since I didn’t use a card I had no bank statements I could check.

The rest of the bar started to ridicule me about getting drunk at some other bar and dreaming it all up, so I shut my mouth and just ordered lunch to go. But that time at that bar… it still pisses me off years later. It was the most fun I ever had with friends and acquaintances. I knew everyone, and everyone was having fun. I KNOW I WAS THERE. I CAN REMEMBER THE DETAILS OF THE PLACE. No other bar I’ve ever been to looks like that. If I didn’t know the people, and karaoke wasn’t going on, I wouldn’t have stayed longer. I wouldn’t have woken up with a hangover. And it wasn’t a dream, because dreams don’t empty your wallet and give you hangovers. I looked on Google after the fact, and the pin for the bar was still there. The pin stayed there for years, even after I reported it was an error to Google.

So what do ya’ll think? Anyone else ever have an experience similar? Actually, traveling to a pinned Google destination…only to be told later it doesn’t exist, even after you have already experienced being there previously? For Twilight Zone fans, I refer to this as my Willoughby.

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14. “Odd Food Delivery”

I’d ordered food through CarGo to be delivered as soon as possible. At 8:09, my CarGo notification showed up as “Delivered,” yet, there was no doorbell or knock at the door. I poked my head out, and no one was outside. I didn’t think much of it, so I called customer support, and one of the managers of CarGo called my driver while I listened in, and the driver said that she knocked on the door, and gave my delivery to a blonde girl with a gray sweatshirt. She also said a white jeep was in the front and said it was delivered to my address. I heard her say the address out loud, and it was correct. Yet, from where I stood, no delivery had been made, and I never heard a sound outside. The manager and I were both weirded out.

My neighbors to my left are an older man and his son, and to my right, is a guy my age and his dark brunette girlfriend. I even knocked on his door to see if it was accidentally dropped off there and he said no. I even tried to peek in his window haha.

I got to reorder for free, but I’m so weirded out. Like that description is of me, my address, and my car…that is me! Just the wrong outfit.

Of course, I will include that I wore a gray sweatshirt last night, only in the hopes that my food was delivered to another me in a parallel universe.

I’m not really sure what happened, other than the driver might have had my dinner for herself, haha. Let me know if you guys have any other ideas!

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15. “My dead mother sent me a sign from beyond? Or just a coincidence?”

So, I was just reading an old thread from here about phone calls from deceased friends and relatives. I have a story that relates, but that is for another time.

This is something that recently happened to me and I feel weird mentioning it to anyone because they may think it is just a coincidence and I’m trying to make something out of nothing, but I can’t let it go…

Long story short, my mom had been sick for the past 2 years. Things got worse last year and then really bad this spring. In July, she passed away. I have sisters, but I was the main person taking care of her and we became exceptionally close in the past two years. I was the one she called for everything – needing help ordering something online, questions about insurance, doctor’s appointments, random other things pertaining to day-to-day life, etc. At the end, she was so weak, so when anyone asked her to verify the last 4 of her social or date of birth or secondary insurance to Medicare, she knew I would answer for her. I helped her with it all, so I was well-versed in her personal information.

Fast forward to a few weeks ago: a friend and I were going to a drive-in movie and I needed a few things at Target, so I decided to place an order for pick-up & added a few snacks for the movie so we would be set. I get to Target and check in on the app. As usual, the app says someone will be right out with my order and to show them the 4-digit code through the window. I briefly glance down at the numbers, look away,, and then quickly look back at the numbers in utter shock. The 4 digits are the last 4 digits of my mother’s social security number! It wasn’t backward or off by a number or out of order, but in perfect order exactly as listed on her SS card.

I feel like this could be her, but I’m not sure what proof would be sufficient since I think even if I were to see her, I’d think I was going crazy or just needed rest. I notice numbers a lot on license plates, on receipts, on clocks, etc., but can’t recall ever seeing something that hit me like this.

Is this a glitch or a thinning veil scenario or just a strange coincidence? Thanks for reading! Appreciate your thoughts.

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Nate

Nate Armbruster

When he's not doomscrolling Twitter or writing for Pleated-Jeans, Nate Armbruster writes jokes—and then tells them on stage as a stand-up comedian, where he can watch audiences (hopefully) laugh in real-time.