Spooky stories/blip in the matrix

[coragreta]

Does anyone want to share any of their stories? I love getting lost in these sort of threads even though I don't have any stories of my own.
My favourite are about places people have been that then turn out to not exist. The best one was a nook in someone's house that they realised years later never existed!

Mine has a possible obvious answer, but it’s fun anyway. When we were in our early 20s, my then boyfriend (now DH) lived in Dalston with a few of his friends from university. I lived a couple of miles north in Archway. Rather a lot of heavy drinking went on, and one friend in particular who was forever falling asleep on the night bus, waking up in weird places and coming home at all hours. Often he would arrive home with food and beer that he’d purchased (he claimed) in a little convenience store that was open 24 hours. The thing was, none of us could ever find this place during the day. If we walked down the street drunk friend claimed it was on, there was a dry cleaners, an iffy looking letting agent and some residential properties, but no convenience store. I would have thought it was just drunk friend misremembering, until one night we were all out together and waking home from the pub. We were hungry so drunk friend took us to the shop, and it was real! A typical little off-licence / corner shop, with peeling Lino on the floor, a flickering strip light and a bored looking man of south-Asian origin behind the counter. We bought our snacks and set off, laughing about the mystery shop that only appeared to drunks. As I didn’t live there and know the neighbourhood so well, I blamed my inability to find it again while sober in daylight on being disoriented (I was drunk and chatting away on the way there, so not paying attention), but it did become a running joke among DH and his mates, so maybe I wasn’t the only one....

I thought of the previous thread like this the other day when I was looking at my Fitbit watch at about 8am and it advised me I'd already done 14,000 steps that day! I checked the date and it was definitely that day not the day before.

A few minutes later it was down to about 201. Goodness knows what that was about! Just a blip in its circuits rather than the matrix.

Here's the previous thread for those interested: www.mumsnet.com/Talk/_chat/3676319-Have-you-ever-noticed-a-blip-in-the-matrix

These remind of a post on here from years and years ago by a poster named LongTallJosie on a “spooky experiences” thread. She’d gone to Brownies as a child and met a girl with a very distinctive name who was older than her. A while later she moved to a different town and joined a new Brownie pack, only to meet the same girl with the same name, who was now younger than her.

It stuck with me for being so odd.

I like to come up with explanations, like in Jonathon Creek where he solves weird mysteries. He'd know all the answers to these.

Try this Digital Spy thread.

It's almost ten years old! Can't believe it's been going so long.

This is silly but once I was walking down the high street and passed a girl who was wearing a really distinctive outfit and hairstyle. A few minutes later I passed her again, and then again. She was probably catching up and going around me but it was almost empty so I really don't see how I missed her!

Mine is not too exciting... just a bump, really!

I live 35 minutes out of town. It’s a straightforward drive I know well. I took my D into town so she could catch her coach back to her uni home. Left at 6 pm, dropped her off and said goodbye at around 6.40 and left to drive straight back. Got home at 8.30.

Not sure what happened there!

Mine is just a drunk friend but it was pretty spooky!

I got a phone call from a housemate at 3 or 4am saying he was trying to get into the house but his key wouldn't work and no-one was answering his knocks. Being a nice housemate I went down to open the door for him but...there was nobody there. It was late at night so dead silent and a little bit misty and when I told the guy no one was outside he was saying "can't you see me, I'm right here! I'm right here!".

God knows why but I then spent the next two hours driving around the city looking for this guy! Eventually found him at a petrol station miles away after I forced him to ask some people where he was! Never found out where he'd been or what he'd taken - he didn't seem particularly drunk or high and has never mentioned the incident since!

My godmother died earlier this week.

Like me she was terrified of spiders and until she developed dementia were in regular touch with our latest stories of encounters with them. Once, she sent me a poem about how easy it is to mistake a tomato stalk for a spider.

On Monday, the day after she died, I was making food in the kitchen and picked up the butter packet to put it back in the fridge. What I thought was a spider dropped out of it and ran towards my hand so I squeaked and jumped backwards. it was a tomato stalk. I think it was my aunt saying goodbye.

I need more. That link wasn't quite what i wanted but 10 years is a very long thread.

Bold st Liverpool time slips: medium.com/@NellRose1/the-liverpool-time-slips-and-mysterious-occurences-in-bold-street-7a42898c124b

The Bold Street thing is fascinating. Apparently its built on a lay line. I once found myself on Bold Street quite randomly and was very disappointed nothing happened!

The whole city is a hotbed of weirdness though.

@ManonBlackbeak I agree... I had what someone less sane would think was some mad time slip on Otterspool a few months ago. I was driving down past the Brittania and suddenly out of nowhere there were a man and a woman in their 50s and a girl in her late 20s looking very confused at all the cars and trying to cross the road by the pub. They were in full 80's style snow gear from the waist down, and hair/glasses to match.

I would've assumed a tv advert was being filmed or something but then two dodgy bangers drove down past me too and towards town and I was so freaked out I just carried on driving home with the radio on full blast 😳

Bold St always has dodgy vibes. I avoid it as much as possible. Renshaw st and up towards the Art College feel the same to me. It feels like a really uncomfy part of town.

@coragreta That is really creepy!!

Why do you think Liverpool’s a hotbed of weirdness @ManonBlackbeak? I live here and would love more Liverpool weirdness. Although for the record have never experienced anything on Bold Street and always feel comfortable there. Loads of weird vibes around Sefton Park though.

Came home yesterday and opened the kitchen drawer to get the candle lighter out. At the back of the drawer are a few old candles with about an inch of wax and one was alight. Very strange, it had burnt the bottom of the drawer above.....

Not exactly a blip in the matrix but a doppelganger. Last year DS was at work, he works for an airline and there are several onsite hotels at the airport where he's based. This is relevant. It was a boiling hot day, I was scrolling through Facebook and saw DS had been tagged in a photo, wearing swimming shorts, round a hotel pool. I texted him to tease him about working so hard he had time for a sunbathe - it wasn't him. Same body type, same facial hair (right down to the untidy sideburns he hadn't shaved because of his eczema), same hair, even same hairy chest and legs. Facially a dead ringer. Even he was taken aback, and searched through his own photos to see if his friend had taken the pic from an earlier post. Nope. He has an exact double - turns out the doppelganger was on holiday in Spain, but the friend was convinced it was DS and that's why he was tagged. Nobody who saw that photo could believe it wasn't DS. So weird.

I worked at a primary school a few years ago, it was a modernised Victorian building , and the staff used to refer half-jokingly to the "Upper Room". Every so often a child or a visitor would mention a little room upstairs that didn't exist. When asked, they would go upstairs and try to point it out, then say " It's not there!" in a shocked voice. The top floor was three classrooms and a cloakroom and toilets. The people who said there was a room there all described it as a dark little empty room.

I love reading these. Does anyone else have any to share? Take my mind off everything else.