To ask your "glitch in the matrix" moment?

I've told this story on here before... ¦-
In the early 1980s my Dad did a charity gypsy caravan drive with a friend... Every night Dad used to walk to a phone box and ring my Mum.
One particular night Dad walked home a different way, our dog was trotting ahead of Dad and stopped suddenly and growled. Heckles up the whole works... Dad whistled and called but dog wouldn't budge... Dad looked in the ditches both sides..Nothing. In the end Dad picked the dog up and carried him back, still growling... Dog was still growling when Dad sent to sleep.
In the morning Dad and his friend got up at dawn and harnessed up the horses (Dad had one in the shafts and on on the side) and set off..
As they were driving past where the dog had stopped the horses stopped at exactly the same spot. Dad said he had a hell of a job getting them past.. Something had happened there that the animals could sense and it proper put the wind up Dad!

Oh mines similar to the baby socks. As a child I had one of the those little silver bangles that babies/children often get as christening gifts. I was at my grandparents and reaching down the side of the sofa and it comes off. My mum and grandparents tried getting it out no such look. Few years later they replace the sofa and my granddad says finally he’ll get it out and basically takes said sofa to pieces in the garden (was very old, they’d had it years) absolutely no sign of my bracelet. Fast forward to another new sofa more than 10 years later this time they donate the old one to a family friend who turns up a few days later with my bracelet they found down the side of the sofa.
Only it was never lost down that sofa! We all even remember being stood in the garden as my grandad took the sofa apart expecting it to be there.

I was moving house, packed everything carefully, and even went back to clean and check over the old house to make certain nothing was left behind. When I unpacked the cutlery at the new house, three forks were missing. I looked everywhere for them, and was upset about it, because the set had been a gift from my dad years before - so I bought three replacements from the manufacturer. When I was moving from that house to the one I'm in now, I went to pack the cutlery away - there'd been 6 forks in the drawer that morning, now there were only 3! They never turned up and I had to buy more replacements.

Placemarking, this is fascinating

I've had a couple of occasions where I've seen a complete stranger in two entirely different locations within a couple of days. E.g. I saw someone on a crowded train (a good looking enough man that I spent some time gazing at him!) and then again a coupe of days later in an entirely different location, nowhere near the start or end point of the train journey. That kind of thing has happened to me a couple of times and makes me feel like I'm in a Truman show type thing with a limited number of extras.

This has happened to us too. Apart from ordering a new one as ours turned up later that day. Right in the middle of the floor. We had both been looking for it.

A few strange things happened to me as a child. When I was about 8 years old, playing the piano with a friend, the piano played a couple of really creepy notes.....by itself.No joking; both me and my friend heard it, and at the time it played our fingers weren't on the keyboard. I told her I thought it sounded like an ambulance.

She went home to find that her grandad had become ill and been taken to hospital in an ambulance.

Was driving home from work about 10 years ago, listening to the radio. Song came on and I pressed to change to the next channel to listen to something else. It was the exact same song, at the exact same point. One channel was BBC radio and the other was a local commercial station. I flicked back and forth between them a few times to check and yep, same song, exactly same timing. It wasn't a current song from their "new music" playlist either, it was an old Eminem song from early 2000s!

I’ve had a couple of premonitions in my life. The first one has come true, the second one I’m still waiting on.

This isn’t that freaky, just a random coincidence, but a few years ago a friend and I got the bus into town together to do some Christmas shopping. During the journey she was trying to remember the name of a film, it was driving her mad. She started describing a scene from it in the hope I could remember it but from what she was describing I didn’t think I’d seen it, it wasn’t ringing any bells, so I was no help.

A couple of hours later we walked into HMV because I wanted to get a CD for my aunt and my friend stopped dead: there on the video screens playing behind the tills was the exact scene she had been trying to describe.

(Turns out the film was Finding Nemo and I hadn’t seen it at that point )

I picked up some clothes to iron, put them on the floor in the kitchen. Went to pick them off the floor and they'd vanished. They were back where they originally were.
Logically I must have imagined putting them in the kitchen.. but it felt so real!

I've also had the back door be unlocked after I locked it and checked it was locked. That one spooked me.

@zurala I can’t wear watches either. They only last about a week. I once picked up an antique watch at a market that didn’t work and the hands just started spinning around!

I had a time slip a few years ago. There is a shortcut near us that consists of a really really long tight alleyway between two gardens, also alongside a church, with super high fences. I can’t even explain how looooong it is. It’s a good ten minute walk in a dead straight line. I did have a pic on my phone but it’s gone. One second I was at the start and then a second later I was at the end. It definitely confused me. I wasn’t daydreaming or distracted.

Had one on way home today. It was as though I drove under the same bridge twice and saw the same dead deer at the side of the road twice (on a straight stretch of road). Its probably just my brain remembering Monday's drive home

DS1 was born extremely prematurely and was in NICU for a long time. The first time my brother visited him, he brought a tiny Mothercare bunny, who he introduced to his new nephew as Clive and said that Clive would look after him. Clive was so small that he fitted perfectly in the incubator and was often used by the nurses to angle DS1’s tubes and wires. Eventually DS and Clive came home. DS loved Clive in a way that has no words, and Clive more or less lived clenched in DS’s hand.

One night, shortly before DS’s 5th birthday, he and Clive went to bed together. The next morning he was gone and we never saw him again. The night he vanished was the same night that a very dear friend’s toddler son died. We have always said that Clive knew that DS was doing well and didn’t really need him any more, and was called away to a higher purpose.

@OddSocksSparklyDocsandDungaree I don't think so. There other fish but only a couple and they are small - much smaller than the fish that vanished.

It's possible he died and they all ate him but they must have devoured every millimeter of him in less than an hour because he was there when I fed him, I went upstairs and got a shower and pottered and then I came down and he was gone. I don't think he could have died and been eaten that quickly. Although it is possible...maybe...

When my brothers and I were small children we shared a bedroom. Oldest brother and I had bunk beds. Youngest brother was in a bed near the door. It was dark and we were all in bed chatting about stuff. A book bounced across the floor on one of its corners from one side of the room to the other. My oldest brother saw it at the same time as I did. We screamed the place down . My mum came and said it wasnt real and we were imagining things because we were tired and we should go to sleep. I know I saw it and so did my brother.

I guess my most significant one might be about my last cat.

Anyway, my last cat was old when DS arrived and TBH I didn't get to pay her a lot of attention after he was born. I was very fond of her but I'm not one of those people who's ever seen my cat as a fur baby or felt I had a tremendous bond with them. One night she hopped up onto the bed, which was unusual for her, and she looked me in the eye (also unusual) and I knew, I just knew, she was communicating to me that the end of her life was imminent.

Her health had been not great for a while, but there was no indication of anything getting worse that day - she had still been eating, drinking, jumping and climbing the fence, so I couldn't have picked up anything from her behaviour earlier.

The next morning I heard an odd noise from my wardrobe and she was curled up in there breathing her last. I was glad I didn't have to take her to be put to sleep and that she was mobile and not unwell until the very end.

@chimpandzee
I also had the same thing! I had my make up bag at work, brought it home and I took a lip balm out of it in the evening. It was gone in the morning. Never found it again.

Strangest one though was when I was 14, I went to a party with some friends. We got ready at mine and then I locked the door and we got the bus. I had to call another friend from the bus and at the time, I was the only one with a mobile. Later, her dad came to collect us to take us home. It was then I realised that I'd left my bag. I was a bit worked up because it had my house key and btcellnet (you know the one) phone in it.
Anyway, i got home and had to knock to get my mum to let me in. When I went into my room, the bag was on my bed, phone and keys inside it. I've never worked it out.

In an abusive relationship for 11 years, married a year before I left. Morning of my wedding I dreamed I was with a dark haired man with a beard (opposite to exH) and a son. Still got married, his abuse increased and I left. Got a random Facebook friend request from a job recruiter. Got me 2 Job interviews in nursing homes. First one I dislike but second, I felt a pull towards. Started working there. Met another nurse, dark hair and beard. We dated, now together 3 years, have a 2 year old son together, with brown hair and big blue eyes, exactly like my dream

@catgirl1976 had another fish eaten it?

My fish vanished.

It was not in the filter, under any gravel or anywhere else the tank, dead or alive.

It could not have jumped out of the tank as it is fully enclosed with a lid and the cat cannot open the lid (and if he could I doubt he could close it again after himself.)

I took everything out of the tank and took the filter apart. I searched around the tank just in case he had got out (which would have been impossible)

He was just gone. Vanished. Into thin air (or water in this case)

Gone.

Growing up, I woke up in a fright and all I could remember was seeing a witch in a tracksuit with a black hat on her head. I mentioned it to my Mum the following morning who looked at me quite shocked and said that my Dad had a dream about a witch in a tracksuit too!

Place marking for later

I was about 6, spending summer with my gran in the countryside. We were at the house of one of her friends who had a daughter known in the village as a “crazy lady”; this lady spent all day on a sofa dozing off, watching tv, talking to herself etc. she never went out. If you talked to her she was very sweet and kind.

I was bored while my grandma chatted with her friend so I went to watch TV next to the “crazy lady”. At some point she was staring up at the ceiling. I looked up to where she was looking and I didn’t see anything interesting, it was just the ceiling… then suddenly I saw something, as if the ceiling was a big sheet of fabric or paper and it was torn, through the tear you could see there was something fluttering and black on the other side. I saw this only for a second and then it was gone, normal ceiling again. The lady noticed I was scared and she smiled and said “don’t worry about it.”

I started crying and screaming, everyone tried to comfort me but it was so bad we had to go home. It was the only time in my life to this day that I’ve had…a hallucination, I guess? I still can’t explain it. Later, my grandma remembered the event, but at the time I didn't tell her why I’d freaked out, and she didn’t believe that my memory of the “ceiling thing” was real; she thought my brain must’ve filled in the blanks with a scary thing afterwards. Obviously nobody compared "notes" with the "crazy lady" as nobody listened to anything she said, and she is now long dead.