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

[Wishuponastar5]

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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!

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Lots of people can remember way back before they were one. I can remember pulling myself up in my cot and my mother coming in to the room and feeling a great warm rush of love and happiness. I also remember working out how to pull the string on the musical box on my cot. I can also remember being in my playpen and pulling over an oil lamp, that apparently happened before I was one.

There is an theory that children don't remember much before the age of five. I think that many of the children this happens to have experienced what I term a traumatic memory. Don't read a value into that, it's an unprocessed memory but usually one that comes with shock or invalidation of one's sense of self. Given the way we treat children, especially in the 20th century, this would not be surprising. We pick them up and move them around without asking. I have to be careful though. I shared this theory about earliest memories with a young friend who went away and thought about it and came back and disclosed the violent behaviour they had witnessed. I've had lots of other clients with strong early childhood memories, and my peers tell stories of people who seem to be able to recall their birth and before their birth.

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I’m not doubting you or anyone else who thinks they heard Santa on the roof.

but I suspect it may have been your parents getting the presents down from the attic?

Growing up in the late 50’s early 60’s in a cold y heated house, toasting my cold feet by the coal fire, I suffered from terrible chilblains. One day when I was about 9/10 (when we had moved to a new house with heating) I was lying in the bath and I had a weird sensation of something lifting and rising out of my toes. From that day on I never experienced chilblains again
nearly 60 years later I can still remember it happening .

I'm adopted and have always had a memory of being in a pram and being pushed around a duck pond.. I was adopted at 6 months.
When I was 19 I accessed my adoption records and found out I was fostered in am area with a duck pond.
I went for a look and recognised it completly

I've seen a UFO. I was driving home from work in the dark, the road goes along a valley side, with the valley dropping away to the river below.

A small red light appeared parallel with my car in the river valley. I sped up, and it also sped up and kept pace with me. Then it zoomed off.

It was in the days before drones. No idea what it was, but it was by definition an unidentified flying object.

So here's one for balance.

I was sick with a fever when I was a child, and was in bed bed. I started hallucinating and saw cartoon cats playing on the wall, and then they jumped out of the wall and onto the bed. I reached out to touch them and they disappeared and I realised i was hallucinating.

Now - because they were clearly not real - they were cartoons - I understood it was a hallucination. But if my brain had shown me a realistic looking human figure instead - I would have been convinced I'd seen a ghost.

I'm not dismissing anyone's story here whatsoever - but the brain can and does do some very weird things with us sometimes.

When I was about 8, I fell off a first storey balcony. I remember leaning on the railing, then tumbling over and dropping into the garden/bushes. I was a bit dazed, but got up and walked back into the house, and didn’t mention it to anyone.

I’m still amazed now, in my 30s that I wasn’t seriously injured. Or injured at all for that matter!

Twenty years ago I was driving a route I knew fairly well so was stupidly not concentrating - I went through a red light on a crossroads.

Each time I think there must be a logical explanation but as I went through the lights I honestly thought I was going to die as I had cars both sides coming towards me - I think I must of tensed / winced as when I open my eyes a split second later I was through on the other side.

As I drove on I thought I must of expertly dodged the cars but there wasn’t any noise of skids or horns blasting. Time has made the memory blurry but I can remember feeling everything in the space of a few seconds.

( Not related to the question but a few weeks later I almost walked into an incoming tram - I was preoccupied whilst walking with a friend who was a couple of steps behind me. She saw what was going to happen and grabbed my coat and spun me out the way. It was market day so super busy, everyone did that collective gasp as I really was so bloody close - I was beginning to wonder if I was in my own version of Final Destination)

I also would swear blind I could fly when I was a kid. Always downstairs - I didn’t know it was an actual thing!

Sorry to burst the bubble and spoil the illusion but I know alot of people that "do crop circles" I was disappointed when I found out but they are actually amazing at it and it's a whole thing they know each other and go off especially to do the. It is an art form and really do look like aliens they EVEN appeared on a danny dyer show about crop circles where he found out in rl it was all bollocks but for sake of show didn't bother letting on. They used to show me photos of their "work" and were really proud travelling all over the place Wiltshire, Somerset etc etc

My (then-) husband and I were travelling a remote, country road we had travelled hundreds of times before. We were chatting, suddenly stopped, looked at each other and both said at the same time "I don't remember that bridge being there before!!" It was an old, stonebuilt bridge complete with moss etc. entirely in keeping with the area.

Despite travelling the road again many, many times we never saw the bridge ever again.

Can't have been. OP heard sleigh bells. 😁

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I had the same thing. A couple of times. I had rainbow bright wallpaper, and it was all moving. It was trippy! I remember laying on my side just watching my wallpaper go nuts.

I was also very unwell with a very high fever.

A fairy came in through my bedroom window and told me my grandma had died. Not something I tell people irl

In my early 30s I was on holiday with my parents in the south of France. We'd been to a beach and my dad had parked the car in a car park at the bottom of a steep hill.
After visiting the beach and local town we got back in the car and suddenly I became obsessed with checking the seat belts. I checked several times that all of us were securely fastened in - something I'd never done before then or since. I didn't understand why I was doing it.

We left the car park and my dad drove up the hill. As we got to the top of the hill there was a junction. My dad stopped at the junction and as he did, somebody slammed into the back of us after tanking up the hill.

Thankfully none of us were hurt, but that evening we went out for dinner. I put my hands on the table in front of me and they were blue even though it was a warm summer evening and I wasnt cold. I was still in shock - not much at the collision itself but it's like part of me was 'aware' something was going to happen, hence the seatbelt thing. Intuition? A 6th sense? It shocked me that my brain and body had been able to sense it.

My dad said softly "you've done something like this before haven't you". He was right. I'd experienced something similar before although not relating to a car accident. I can't remember for the life of me what it was now but I know it played on our minds for a long time afterwards.

I once dreamed about an air crash the night before it happened, very specific details

I've also seen a ghost or spirit. I would have second guessed myself and passed it off as a hallucination but my friend saw it too, it was the blackest shape that passed in front of us, blacker than anything I've ever seen, it was like a total absence of any light or colour at all

I have had loads of lucid dreams throughout my life, stilll do as an adult. Nothing "woo" about it, but they can be absolutely brilliant. Especially flying, or swimming underwater and being able to breathe. Or just make me laugh, as my brain produces a scary creature or implausible scenario and then the lucidity kicks in and I think "Oh, come off it now!" and wake up. Definitely harder to sustain them now as my rational side kicks in very quickly.

Fascinating book on the matter by Stephen LaBerge - Exploring the world of lucid dreaming.

When I was a kid we went to stay with relatives on a farm in the countryside.
I was about 6/7 yes old and when it came to bedtime my dad took me up, it was a really old farmhouse with lots of rooms and they'd put me in a bedroom at the end of a long dark corridor, I was petrified.

My dad agreed to read me a bedtime story I climbed into bed, he read it then said right lights out, I remember being so anxious at not wanting to be left on my own in this room especially not in the dark. I said randomly to him 'you can't go' , he said 'why?' I blurted out 'because there's a spider under the mattress' I distinctly remember thinking why did I say that!?

I hopped off the bed and he reached and lifted the mattress to show me there wasn't one and unbeknown to me, there was a massive spider under the mattress! I remember being so shocked that there actually was one under the mattress! I'd had no idea why I'd said what I'd said. I'd not seen any spider I literally just didn't want to be left alone in this spooky room.

He asked me how I knew, I must have seen it etc and I couldn't answer as I honestly blurted it out subconsciously without even thinking what I was saying. Thankfully I was allowed to move rooms but it still freaks me out to this day that there's no way I could have known that.

Similar things have happened over the years.

This is such an interesting thread. I totally believe you OP, there are so many things in this world that cannot be explained. I wonder about the legend of Father Christmas and maybe there is some sort of spirit behind the stories? …

Never seen or heard Santa however I have had a few experiences.

Firstly I’m just going to come out and say it, I have had an experience in Cornwall that means I now believe in fairies and Cornish piskies … I can’t say details because it’s a very distinctive story I have told some people in RL and so might be outing.

I have dreamt things before they have happened a few times. The women in my family are very spooky and intuitive.

As a teenager I was walking through graveyard with my then bestie (who’s psychic) and I saw a short shadow move quickly across our path. We both stopped in our path and our heads moved at the same time looking after what we had just seen. I asked her if she saw what I saw and she said she saw a child sized shadow person run across our path. I know it wasn’t a hallucination as we both saw the same thing.

Have had many more experiences but won’t list them all lol I now am open minded and believe that there’s so much more the world than what I can understand. Sorry it’s all a bit woo 😂

I went to see a clairvoyant with a friend (not my idea) while the clairvoyant was talking to me my friend wrote down what was said. All of it seemed very far fetched but I smiled politely and thanked her. As we were leaving she said to me "things happen to you don't they?: which is true they do. Strange coincides I just can't explain,.its a bit of a running joke between my DH and myself now.

Anyway a while back I found the scrap of paper that has all the notes on from the reading and every single one had happened! I can't explain that at all and knowing my situation when the reading was done it all seemed very far fetched.

I also saw something similar to one of the other posters. DMIL was extremely ill with brain cancer and was dying. I was sitting with her and saw a black mist coming from her head towards me, it was really menacing horrible feeling. I was so scared (and thought I was going nuts) I spoke to someone who is a bit woo, they said it was the cancer I saw (I don't understand, but ok) anyway they told me to touch DMIL and imagine a rainbow and beautiful colours and wish her peace,.I did and I saw the mist again for a few seconds and then it disappeared, not long after DMIL died. It sounds nuts and I can't explain it but it happened.

@Wishuponastar5 my daughter had a very similar experience to you when she was about 6 she swears she heard the sleigh on the roof!

I got three text messages from my Dad after he had died.

There were bells in the film but maybe that’s not correct…….

for the nasty ‘mental illness’ posters- guidance is if someone does have an odd belief contingent with mental illness and it isn’t hurting anyone, leave them be. From MH professionals. The delusion has to be actively harmful or upsetting to warrant treatment because you’re treating the danger and emotional difficulty, not just believing weird things. Difference isn’t illness.

Anyway, outside of that I too was a stair-floating child. I remember distinctly one day it just stopped because I started falling down the stairs regularly, I’d try to go down ‘normally’ ie the floating way and instead I’d just slip and bump down on my backside. My dad got angry with me for the amount of times I fell down the stairs- he was abusive but careful not to leave marks, now I had bruises from falling down the stairs so often, he wanted me to be more careful. It was like I had to relearn how to walk down the stairs since I’d always just drifted until then.