To ask your "glitch in the matrix" moment?

Noting major comes to mind, although if I had , had an, moment worthy of an x, files, I realised that would be better kept between me and the event.

Other than that, noting mainly that I can think of, apart from at times I can be thinking of a person and not seen them for ages, then e.g. Go to town a day or two after and randomly the person walks past, that at times has been certainly odd. Or sometimes I get a gut feeling then the feeling is confirmed as correct, not always but more often than I allow for chance at times.

Another strange one, not so much a glitch, but odd connection of sorts. My son was playing with his friends outside of the house. As I'm watching, I say to my bf at the time "I think ill give x a £1 for the shop and ask him to get me milk" as soon as I said that, ds lifted his head up, stopped what he was doing and then ran into the house asking if he could go to the shop. It was as if I telepathically sent a message to him

When our children were younger (all adults now) we went on a camping holiday in Cornwall. As our eldest was 17 we commented that this would be our last holiday all together as eldest had plans to go away with friends the following year once she was 18. We lost our first baby very sadly but will never forget them. It was very cold in the tent so husband and I wore socks in the sleeping bag, the next morning one sock each had come off from opposite feet. The shop we bought pasties from gave us 7 pasties in the bag instead of the 6 we asked for and later in the week at a cafe we were given 7 glasses to go with the jug of fresh juice we ordered. Probably a fluke, but we like to think that it was our little one who had joined us on our last full family holiday too.

I had something weird happen when I was 9 or 10, was at a friends house and I clearly remember sort of snapping awake in another part of the house with no recollection of how I'd got there. Almost felt like switching from one life to another, like I'd been in a dream of life up to them and had just woken up.

In hindsight I think I was probably sleepwalking but it's the only time I've done it.

Once daydreamed whilst in a long queue in Woolworths that I got followed home by a creepy young looking James nesbitt.
The next day I went to a shopping centre, went to bus station and a dark haired weird man from my day dream was staring at me. I walked away and got on my bus. As I was getting off the bus I noticed the man on my bus staring at me through the window
Freaky! Especially as I never saw him get on the bus

I was once studying for an essay at uni. Had my text book open on my desk. Went to make a coffee (kettle in my room so just had to fill it down the hall. Cam back text book was gone. At the end of summer term I leaned out of my window and found it in the guttering. But it was a big, heavy textbook. It can't have wafted from the desk out of the window and into the gutter. No one was around. I'd have seen them come or go from my room.

Several years ago my husband and I went camping near Chichester. Just down the road was a lovely old pub and at the end of each day, we would go there for dinner.

On about our third evening we went in and the place was packed with famous faces. Danny Devito was sitting up at the bar. Marilyn Monroe was chatting to Audrey Hepburn and Anthony Perkins (Psycho) who was serving drinks behind the bar with Bet Lynch, and multiple other 'faces' were in and around the pub.

We got the giggles - before we had even had a drink - and the more faces we recognised, the funnier we found it.

At one point, Danny Devito told us we looked like a fun couple, and invited us to a party at a big house down the road.

We left the pub after a couple of hours and after walking up the road for a while, the giggles wore off and we were left wondering if we'd somehow entered the Twilight Zone for a while.

We did actually see a big house across the fields, all lit up and with music playing, and were sooo tempted to go to the party.... but talked ourselves out of it.

We later tried to find out if there had been some sort of Lookalike Agency get together, which would have explained it, but never did get to the bottom of what we experienced. We often talk about it - and really regret not going to that party!

Ah, @LaPufalina, mystery solved! Thank you!

When I was maybe 12ish our cranky cat went missing. One day I saw a see through version of him circling around the legs of my dressing table. I said nothing. Then on New Year's eve we were all outside making noise to bring in the New Year. See through/missing cat ran down our front steps between my dad and I. We looked at each other in bewilderment. Never saw cat again.

My dad died 5 years ago this month. I went into our local town last year to get bread. I had to queue at the bakers. I was just musing on this and that when my dad's twin walked up the street towards me. My dad didn't have a twin. The man had parkinsons like my dad and was walking with the stoop and the shuffle my dad had. He was wearing the same beige trousers my dad wore and the Tilley hat he always wore.Lots of old men with parkinsons dress and walk like that, but this man had my dad's face and beard. I had the biggest jolt of adrenaline I have ever felt. He was being supported as he walked by a woman. They were too close for me to discretely take a photo to show family and I was shaking a lot. I thought about asking if I could take his photo but I was conscious of how frightened my dad would have been if a random stranger had done that and how mad it would have sounded. I left the queue and went back to my car. It made me cry. I must have looked odd when I got home because my husband is normally very logical and analytical and would have poo pooed it but he just made me a cup of tea

My sister will recognise me from this…

When I was about 9 I was reading in bed after being put to bed. I had a lamp on and was reading one of the worst witch books. (I can see the page in my minds eye right now). As I was reading I heard my sister knocking on the bathroom door where my mum was in the bath and in trembling voice was saying ‘mum, mum… dads on the sofa… he’s dead… mum, mum’ I remember looking up and not quite understanding what I was hearing and then went back to my book and it happened again. I got up and my sister wasn’t outside the door so I went downstairs and asked her and she said she hadn’t been upstairs and everything was ok. Clearly I had drifted off and was dreaming but I wasn’t tired, had heavy eyes or a thing so it was very confusing. I was looking at my book at the time. Very weird.

Mine is dull but I never could understand it. A very brief boyfriend when I was much younger, weeks only really. We split up, no hard feelings. I was a sleep walker, still can be. I awoke very late one night holding a phone to my ear and it was ringing out then an answer phone came on. This is blah blah auto repairs leave a message. I hung up quickly. I bumped into ex bf a few days later. Exchanged pleasantries. He was starting a new job the next day... working at the car place I'd sleep dialed.

DB’s best friend died aged eighteen. Over the next couple of years my brother would regularly take my dog (they adored each other) for a walk often visiting his friend’s grave. Tragically, DB died suddenly two years after his friend.
A few weeks later I visited the cemetery. It’s one you can drive into and I had my dog in the car. I’d never taken him there before. DB is buried around a hundred metres from his friend but to get to DB’s grave you need to park near his friend’s grave. As I opened the door my dog bolted from my car, in that moment I remember thinking he’d go to DB’s friend’s grave. He’d been there many times. He ran straight for my brother’s grave (there are hundreds) and lay down on it whimpering. It’s twenty years ago now but making me emotional just thinking about it.

Not to shit on your experience @alicewasahorse but - you had an hallucination.I hope I don't sound like a sneering old cynic but I think the vast majority of these stories, as spooky and amazing as they sound, have logical explanations, mostly to do with our own brains.Some that have only been connected relatively recently, such as mild types of epilepsy and weird sensations such as intense deja vu or feelings of your stomach doing summersaults, or nausea.There's a lot we still don't understand about our own consciousness/nervous system

There was a programme on Radio 4 yesterday morning about a young woman who was hearing voices, seeing weird stuff, losing time etc. It all came on out of the blue, one day she was a regular student, the next she started experiencing lots of weird symptoms and eventually was hospitalised. The neurologists were baffled, but one of them thought she might have undiagnosed ovarian tumour encephalitis. She alternatively tested positive and negative for that condition. In the end, I think they did some sort of blood replacement therapy and she recovered (but never felt the same again). The neurologist said that the majority of people who suffer encephalitis are young women, and feared that many women have been misdiagnosed as depressed and even sectioned, when really they are suffering from a treatable disease caused by an ovarian cyst.

Weird thing that our family often puzzled over.

It was coming up to our then dd 6th birthday. She had been insisting that she was having a kitten. We kept telling her she was not. Everyday she'd draw pics of this black and white cat,she'd chosen a name, made it a bed in her room. If we tried to explain that we really didn't have a kitten for her she would get very upset and insist we were being mean and he was coming.

Birthday morning came and she opens her presents. She got ready to go out with her dad to the toy store to choose a gift. Opens the front door and in darts a black and white cat. "Yay he's here"

We had to take him vets to see if he was chipped, asked all the neighbours if they knew where he was from, put posts on missing pets sites the lot!

He's still here 6 years later

At the pool a while back I'm trying to find my token to use the lockers as it's missing from my keyring. Someone lends a pound to me so I don't think much more of it.

Later I remembered that I had put it in my jacket pocket after shopping, find it, get keys out to add the token and it's already there.

I will add that I do have a few of these tokens floating around but my keys were in my bag.

DH denies all knowledge and thinks I'm mad.

I went into the supermarket near our house and immediately saw a man who can only be described as my husband about 10 years into the future. He was his double but 10 years older, obviously. We both stared at each other and he looked a bit shocked too.

I was on holiday and had been talking to some lads the day before who I quite fancied. I looked out of the balcony and saw them next to the pool so decided it would be a good idea to go down and pretend I'd lost my sunglasses so I could talk to them. Bent over to look under a sunbed that I'd never sat on and low and behold, there were my bloody sunglasses!

Made my story more plausible though 😝