What is something you have experienced that no one would believe?

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I'll start.
I've told no one this but my partner. I'm 24 and think Snt Nicholas/santa is real. Why? Because I distinctly remember hearing him. I was at my family members house and it was Christmas eve. I don't know why but my eyes shot open and it must of been around 2am. I could hear the soft chime of bells and it got louder and louder until it was audibly clear what it was. Then I heard a bang on the roof and I kid you not hooves! Loads of hooves and bells. The odd thing was that I wasn't excited as you would expect to be seeing Santa. I suddenly became paralyzed with this weird sense of fear.

I remember hiding in my bed and pulling the blanket over my eyes. I thought if I pretended to sleep he would go away. I then heard heavy sounds of footsteps around the house and a man's voice grunting. After what seemed like forever the noises of the man stopped and the hooves took off. After I was sure the coast was clear I ran to my bedroom window to see if I could catch a glimpse but I saw nothing. That morning I didn't tell anyone but simply asked all my male family members if anyone had gotten up over night. They hadn't (all are quite elderly). I know what I experienced. My partner thinks it was a delusion or one of those realistic dreams. But the experience was so vivid and unusual that I know it was real. No one would believe me so I don't bother saying it!

Okay your turn

Sneery and poor spelling.

Of course I'm being sneery at a grown adult claiming in a non lighthearted way that she claims to have heard Santa and his Reindeer.

If anyone said that to me in rl I would be seriously worried about their mental health!

As someone who didnt have much schooling and left with zero qualifications I'm quite happy with my spelling thanks.

I love this thread!

I don't haveva Santa thread but I do have the Argy Man. One night, when I was three or so, a man came into my room and said, "Ar-gee! Ar-gee!" I told my Mum about it the next day and she said it was the wind!

haveva Sorry what was that?

Oh, and one time I was swimming in Lake Washington and a seal swam next to me! Playing like a puppy. No one believed me afterwards!

They always feel that a woman should never "break up the family" no matter what they do wrong.

If anyone said that to me in rl I would be seriously worried about their mental health

Would you? I'd laugh and ask a few more questions to get some details and then use that to determine what kind of person I was dealing with. I wouldn't be seriously worried about the mental health because of one lighthearted tale. You sound like a bit of a misery tbh.

Does anyone else swear they remember being able to fly when they were a child? Obviously lucid dreams but I’ve spoken to a few people who agree they used to believe they flied too.

So I have hypnagogic hallucinations and one evening had one where I saw lots of jumbled up numbers… googled them the next day and found out they are all angel numbers. Never heard of it or seen it in my life. I don’t know, something about it still makes me wonder.

When I was 18 I was alone in the house and in bed. The end of my bed starting bumping up and down for about five minutes and then stopped. I don't think I believe in ghosts, but could never understand what happened.

I suffer from sleep paralysis - read about it. A witch regularly sits on me in the early hours. Used to terrify me, now I am quite chilled with her tbh 😂

There was a corner in my childhood house that whenever I stood in it I would levitate. I lived there till I was 9 and I have distinct memories of me rising into the air. I know in my mind this was just a recurring dream but it felt so real and still feels very real to me now, at 55. I don't believe in the paranormal in anyway, shape or form.

Op I hear you. One year I saw something lit up fly over a building site as I travelled to see relatives... On Xmas day. First thinking was a sleigh then really gave my head a wobble. Never told anyone..
Would feel far too daft!!

Me and my Dad joke that santa must be real as one night we both heard thumping and a scraping/dragging sound on the roof on Christmas Eve, it woke us up and was really surreal, I remember pushing my face up against my window trying to see what was up there (my window overlooked a balcony). My Dad got up and also had a look but couldn’t see anything but we both heard the same thing.

But if he didn't deliver presents then he couldn't have been Santa because the whole premise of Santa is a man who makes presents for kids in lapland and delivers them, so this sounds like it was just a ghost or some kind of spirit. Unless this Santa is some kind of facilitator for the parents who deliver the parents and oversees that they do a good job. A bit like a tooth fairy just hanging about whilst your mum puts a pound under your pillow. In which case they are getting too much credit for their roles in fairytale land.

And if he is not in actual work then I'm guessing he had to get back to Lapland to sign on.

I was attacked by something as a young teen. I must have been 11/12.

Was sleeping in bed when someone thing started scratching my head and scalp with really sharp nails. Lasted a couple of minutes and then vanished. I couldn't see anything and the bedroom door didn't open. (we used to have a night light on the landing for my younger sister and if the door you could see the light.) I couldn't move while the thing was scratching me but once it vanished I screamed bloody murder and work everyone up.

My pillow was literally covered in blood and hair. I had a couple of really deep scratches going towards my neck and my scalp looked like I'd been dragged through a bramble bush.

Was bad enough that my parents rang the police but they found nothing. My poor scalp was sore as hell for ages!

No one ever believes me - they think it must have been one if my family but I'm 100% convinced the door stayed closed. And my parents have never physically disciplined us, or anything like that! Both parents also worked in food so had short blunt nails!

@Miffee
A lot of people have these sort of dreams. I haven’t had them often but it’s great to occasionally realise I’m in a dream and can attempt to control it. The ones I don’t like is where I decide I to wake up but I struggle to do so and ‘awaken’ only to find I’m still dreaming.

I was driving very young from about 8 and was allowed to drive ride on mowers without using the blades at 5.

I saved two people's lives in one day as a teenager.

I was going to meet my cousin for lunch, as she had just started at university in my city and I had recently left school.

First incident: I had just got off the bus and was walking along the street, when I heard a loud clatter.

A homeless man who had been sitting on the steps of a nearby museum and fallen and banged his head - he was knocked unconscious and was bleeding profusely from a head wound.

I moved him into the recovery position, applied a pressure compress to the head wound and shouted at a nearby shopkeeper who had popped their head out to see what had happened to phone an ambulance (this was before the days when it was normal for a teenager to carry a mobile phone).

I stayed with the man until the ambulance arrived and the paramedics said that he could have potentially bled to death, had I not done what I did.

Second incident: I had met my cousin at a pub with a large beer garden and we were sitting outside, enjoying the last of the September sun, when I heard a yell.

A man who had been sitting drinking alone (quite a lot, from what we could see) had tripped, fallen and rolled down the slope of the beer garden. There was a wall at the bottom of the garden and he must have banged his head against it, as he was out cold.

Again, I rushed over to check and realised he was choking on something and struggling to breathe - I opened his mouth and realised that his denture had slipped and fallen to the back of his throat, so I hooked it out with my fingers, moved him into the recovery position and rubbed his back until he re-established his breathing.

(I should add that at this point, everybody else was standing around gawping, until I yelled at a member of the bar staff to call an ambulance.)

I waited with him until the ambulance arrived (he was still unconscious, but breathing normally by that point).

I went home then as I was getting a bit worried that I was the common denominator (!), but to this day, I still can't believe that so many people did nothing and left it up to a fairly young teenage girl to sort out. Thank goodness for my first aid training!

I haven't told many people that story as it sounds so unbelievable, but my cousin and I still laugh about it from time to time.

Me and my friend saw a ufo. We looked out her back window and saw a light come down from behind above the roof and it went down behind some trees in the garden behind hers. This was nearly 30 years ago so no drone, plus it was very early morning.

Another time, around Christmas, I was standing in my back garden under the porch probably smoking (normal cigarette!) and I heard sleigh bells.

Make the Krampus movie one of your Christmas films to watch.

After my DH death, I saw his outline, but with sort of flames around him. It wasn't as I was waking up, just in a bedroom that he often slept in when he was very unwell. I believe that we leave electrical imprints, if not spirits.

I saw the Merseyside goblins. I didn't know what they were until reading about them as an adult. I still remember the terror and the evil expressions in their faces. I was around seven.

In response to what you said my DD has had lucid/paralysis dreams where she’s been adamant they’re real. She still talks often about the wolf in our old house who told her to go away. I spoke to her from a young age about being able to control her dreams so she dreams much more lucidly, and I guess that’s the equivalent of a lucid nightmare, which she doesn’t have often.

Anyway in response to your question here goes. I saved my best friend at the time from being murdered purely because of intuition.

It makes sense, if you have vermin in your loft that on Christmas Eve when people are putting food out etc, you'd hear scratching etc from what sounds like your roof. We've got sleigh bells to sing along to jingle bells etc. Lots of people do and shake them on Christmas Eve. If you track Santa, you are asked to go out and shake them as he's passing.

That my old house had a cellar!

When I was about 9, I was playing in the back garden and I stood on a patch of grass that felt 'light' and hollow. I told my foster parents who thought it was just moss or something but I was absolutely insistent that there was something under the grass.

Anyway, one day I dug down with my hands and under the turf there was a lift up door. I pulled the turf back but couldn't open the door. I laid the turf back down and told my foster parents there was a trap door in the garden where the soft spot was but they thought i was lying (common for looked after kids to be fantasists in their defense). I got very upset that no one believed me and said I'd show them but they got very angry at the idea of me damaging the lawn so i dropped that before they realised what I'd done.

Anyway, I was moved on to another family about a year later but when I was at Uni I got a letter forwarded to me from my old foster parents. They'd had the garden re-done and when they took the lawn up, they discovered a trap door and some stairs that led under the house - there was a 30ftx 30ft cellar down there full of victorian gardening tools and buckets. They've turned it into a playroom now!