I went on a cruise in February 2019, not long before my 18th birthday.

Me and my brother partied every night at the cruise ship's nightclub and shared the same room (I'm not sure about this word when we speak of a ship, english isn't my first language). On our 3rd or 4th night, after having a few drinks with cool people, I decided to go to sleep.

My room was number 7133. That meant it was on the 7th floor, 1st corridor, 33th room. Easy.

I arrived at my corridor (the kind of corridor you can find in a 300m ship, suuuper long), and walked all the way through it, looking for my room.

As i walked past the doors i looked at the numbers written on them : 7130, 7131, 7132, 7134... What ? I turned around looking for 7133. Looked right, left, back and forth. But it simply wasn't there.

I've spent like 3 minutes at each and every door on 20m, like 30 doors and all the numbers around 7133 were here in order, except 7133. As I said, I did have a few drinks at the club and felt slightly drunk, but far from confusing numbers or parts of the ship. I was however drunk enough to be very chill about that situation, and went on the ship's deck to smoke a cigarette and take a walk. I went back to 7th floor, corridor 1, and there it was, 7133, with all the other rooms. Nothing changed, except my door was here.

I kind of didn't think much of it for a while, only month later I started thinking about how strange that was. I am 100% confident about checking all doors, rooms were numbered very logically so you would find oddly placed room numbers, and having same room at different parts of the ships would make no sense from the cruise company.

Something that freaks me out a little is that, if I remember correctly, my brother went to sleep earlier than me, and we slept in the same room. If that room disapeared, where did my brother go ?

I was 7 at that time ..it was a normal afternoon...me and my building's friends decided to roam around the distant areas from our house... We went to a quiet area where there were hardly 3-4 buildings otherwise it was just a slum-like area.

We entered a building planning to fly kites on that terrace ( our building's terrace was permanently locked ). After going up 6 floors we saw it's a pent house we knocked in hopes that maybe after asking the family might allow..a 23-24 age woman opened the door ..and after hearing our reason ..she let us in. We reached the terrace.. another girl came from the house she was 12-13 maybe ... We talked and played from 3 pm to 5.30 pm ..we flew kites , played catch-catch ( the 2 women gave us some more toys to play with ).. they also played w us. They both were very polite and funny , i remember. As it was getting dark , my friends and I went home .. before going the older woman said come back here whenever you want ... We had a really great time there .. they told us that she has a small sewing business at home and the younger one is studying... After 1 week we decided to go again. We climbed up the same building but it ended on the 5th floor there were no stairs to climb up to the 6th floor and on top it was covered , we thought we entered the wrong building but the colour of the building was grey and other buildings did not have any colour it was just a bricked building.. we panicked and knocked on the door beside us..it was of the landlady's...she asked why we came here or are we lost ..we explained the whole story she said there's no 6th floor or pent house...there's not even any terrace here..it has always been blocked... The water tanker or motor stuff is on the 5th floor only because there's no terrace..we then told her about that lady's sewing business... She said I have a register of all the residents who own a home business and no one does sewing here and in this building mostly old people live..they are retired anyways...then we left that building ..In denial we checked all the other buildings too but there was no pent house ..We went home after that.. it's been almost 10 yrs and I still don't know what happened that afternoon....nobody believes me when I tell this childhood story ...who were those 2 ladies? ....

Hi community! I'm watching spooky reddit stories on YouTube and one of the stories I was listening to was about a persons' own glitch where they basically relived the same 4 minutes during a drive across Cali and it reminded me of my own glitch I had a long time ago when I was driving home to South MS, from university in Louisiana. About a 3.5 hr trip if you drive smart enough (especially through Baton Rouge).

This happened to me around the summer of 2014.

But I had gotten to the point in the trip where there is a big circular off ramp that directs you toward south ms leaving about 1.5 hrs left in the trip. I remember getting off of the ramp, passing under the overpass I'd just gotten off of, and then I was just parked in my grandmother's driveway. Car still on, parked at the top of her driveway. Once I realized of course, I was freaking out and didn't understand how I'd gotten there. The clock showed the time or around the time I was supposed to arrive, so I'd obviously made the drive, but I could not (and to this day CANNOT) account for that last 1.5 hrs of the trip. What I DO remember is the feeling I had right before I realized where I was. I didn't even really feel like myself, I felt pretty lethargic, and groggy like I'd just been woken up from sleeping. It wasn't nighttime or anything and I wasn't tired as during this time, I never drove home or long distances at night (I hate driving, I'm a scared driver). So, I wasn't tired going on the trip, if anything I was excited to get home.

I'm not sure what it was that happened to me, but i've never felt scared of driving after or been worried that it might happen again. The closest thing that's happened to me that would be "similar" is that a lot of times, when I walk through a doorway, I completely forget whatever my task was at the time. That could say more about my physical status than anything, but it's been that way for me since forever. I'm a believer in that are things that we aren't meant to understand, so maybe I'm susceptible to things like this? Idk.

I added the crudely drawn picture below to show how the ramp looks because I don't feel like I described it great.

driving through my neighborhood, saw this woman running (same direction as my car was going) on the sidewalk. she looked completely normal but she was literally stopped, mid stride, one foot on the ground mid step running not moving at all. i was too scared to stop, has anyone seen anything like this before?? i’ve looked everywhere and can’t find an explanation, she wasn’t running towards my direction so it wouldn’t be anything like the perspective, and my boyfriend saw it too. please share anything you know

This has actually happened multiple times throughout my life. Most recently however, I clearly remember listening to Lady Gaga’s song Abracadabra in 2020 during covid. When it was released I initially couldn’t place the feeling of Déjà vu but a few days ago it struck me I clearly remember vibing to the song in my kitchen during the pandemic with my noise cancelling headphones. Has this happened to anyone else?

I have a class Monday nights only. Last week, I brought a water bottle, set it down next to my seat, and lost track of it during the lecture. I looked throughout the entire classroom and all around my seat and it was just gone. Sat down in my seat this evening, no water bottle; got up to present, sat back down, look down, BAM, water bottle.

Did it slip into the backrooms??

So, this has always stayed with me.

When I was 7 years old, my grandfather passed away, and we visited the funeral directors/ chapel of rest with my mum, nan and aunt. I wasn't allowed to see my grandfather, so I stayed alone in the waiting area.

I vividly remember there being lots of people, around 20 or more, all doing different things. I was running around the people, going through lots of doors and having a great time. I still remember it all as if it were yesterday.

When I returned to the same chapel of rest at 16, after my grandmother passed away, I was shocked to find that it was just a plain room. There was only one room, and nothing had changed. It felt like a completely different place. I even asked a staff member, who confirmed that nothing had changed. The building had been opened in 1898.

It's always bothered me, and I've never experienced anything like it since. I have a good imagination, but nothing even remotely like this, and I definitely wasn't asleep.

Could this have been a glitch?

When I was 6 or 7, on a hot summer night around 8–9 pm, I was lying in a backyard bed with two cousins, staring at the stars. We played a game where we quickly picked a star and compared their sizes. I picked last and got the third biggest. I was disappointed, so I stared at it, and it seemed to get bigger. Suddenly, it exploded, turning the entire dark sky white for a moment before disappearing. My cousins deny seeing anything. I'm 33 now and still wonder WTF happened. Has anyone experienced anything similar?

Il m'est arrivé un truc étrange. J'ai fini mon dernier cours, je me suis diriger a mon casier, et pris mes choses... mais, mon cadna a disparu. J'ai fouiller mon sac et même ma case a plusieurs reprises. jai pas trouver. C'est comme si il avait été supprimé de la réalité. Heureusement que j'avais un cadna de rechange au fond de mon sac.

I remember once when I was about 7, I went into my room briefly to grab a toy, and I left the room and went back downstairs within a minute, but my mum told me ‘Good morning’ when I reached the bottom of the stairs. I was very confused as I vividly remember the time being 6pm when I went to my room. Downstairs the time was 7am. I don’t know if I’m crazy or remember this wrong, since this happened 8 years ago, but it still trips me up when I think about it. I’m sure I didn’t go to sleep as my bed was still made and I wasn’t in pyjamas. I only entered my room rummaged through my toy box, found the doll I was looking for, and went back downstairs. I also know that the clocks were not wrong as I had to go get ready for school, since it was the morning and my bedroom clock had suddenly jumped from 6pm to 7am. Has this happened to anyone else?
Also, this is not meant to be a reference to the ‘67’ trend.

About a month ago I put a new Mentos gum container in my car. I’ve been eating gum out of it for weeks. Yesterday we went on a road trip and I accidentally spilled it all in my center console, and picked up all the gum pieces and put them back.

This morning I got in my car and went to get gum, and the container was unopened. I could not get into it any way I tried, so I had to pull the plastic piece to get into it. wtf. It’s a full, brand new container.

My daughter witnessed the whole thing too, and we are collectively spooked.

I only ever bought one of these. No one else has been in my car…we only just got home late last night.

I have been reading these posts for a few days now. They are messing with my head. But I feel I have experienced a few glitches. Here is one, no explanation, yes I do know someone called Brad, kind of, but no reason whatsoever this would come up. I don't use reminders.. Screenshot from 20th April 2017

Something really strange happened to me at school, and I still can’t figure out how it’s possible.
I had just finished class and was walking toward my locker when I noticed a friend of mine heading toward a small staircase at my school. It’s a narrow staircase, similar to one you’d find in a regular house.
I called him on Messenger to get his attention, but he didn’t answer.
I saw him going down the stairs, so I started walking toward the staircase and called him a second time. This time, he answered.
While we were on the phone, I walked down the exact same staircase. There was absolutely nobody there. I reached the bottom and started looking around for him, but I couldn’t find him anywhere.
Then something really weird happened.
I saw my friend coming down the stairs BEHIND me.
This made absolutely no sense. I had already seen him descending those stairs before me, and I had just walked down the exact same staircase without seeing him.
Here’s the most important detail: My friend swears he only went down the staircase ONCE.
He insists that he never went back upstairs, never turned around, and never descended the stairs a second time.
According to him, he simply walked down the stairs normally, once.
But from my perspective, I saw him going down before me, walked down the same staircase myself, and then saw him coming down behind me.
And that’s not even the strangest part.
Afterward, we compared our Messenger call histories, and noticed some inconsistencies:
I had called him twice, but one of the calls seemed to have disappeared.
The timestamps on our phones were about a minute apart.
One phone showed a missed call, while the other showed a connected call.
Our call histories didn’t seem to match what we remembered happening.
I understand that Messenger can have technical glitches, but the staircase situation is what really bothers me.
How could I have seen him descending the stairs before me, only to find him descending behindo me, when he swears he only went down once?
It almost feels like we experienced two different timelines of the same event.
Has anyone experienced something similar? I’m open to logical explanations, but I genuinely can’t figure out what happened.

So this happened about 6 years ago when I was maybe 14, and my friend 13. We were in my old house with my dad and we were going to stay for a night. This was in the dead of winter, late at night so it was pitch black outside, but a clear sky so you could see all the stars. Me and my friend sat in my old room on the second floor on an old couch and we sat under a blanket.

From where we sat, there was a window on our left slightly in front of us. We sat on the couch playing on our phones, when suddenly, a bright blue light flashed from outside illuminating the whole room. I just saw it slightly and thought that it was nothing so I continued playing on my phone. Then, after maybe 1-2 minutes, the whole room flashed again. I looked up from my phone and I looked around. I could barely see the outside through the window, I could just see a small part of the window and just as I looked outside, I could see the whole sky becoming bright blue, looking like it was day for barely a second, and the whole room flashing blue. There was also a radiator under the window which vibrated every time the light flashed.

When I saw the light for the third time, I went to the window and looked out, the flash came back, and now I could see the clear night sky becoming a bright blue, literally as bright as day and the radiator vibrated again. I ran back to the couch and went under the blanket. My friend who was with me also saw it through the window and also went back to the couch.

I could see the light flashing under the blanket, through the blanket and feeling the couch vibrating a little and hearing the radiator vibrating and shaking. After sitting under the blanket for a while, and the light continuing to flash, we went downstairs and looked from a window in the kitchen. What we saw is something I'll never forget. We saw, maybe 500 meters from the house, a big, bright, blue beam coming FROM the ground and shooting straight to the sky and the whole sky became blue. We ran upstairs, and I can't remember what happened afterwards.

I have no idea what we saw and neither does my friend. If I were alone when I saw this, I would probably tell myself that it was a dream and didn't really happen, but because my friend was there and can recall what happened, that changes things.

If anyone else has experienced something similar or thinks they know what it was, please tell me. Thank you.

A couple of years ago I went to my best friend’s family home and we had a pool day. We started playing yard games and moved to the front of the house where we were tossing around a tennis ball. The ball was thrown out of reach and we all tracked it to go and grab it. The ball had landed at the top of the downward slopped driveway. In theory the ball should have started rolling from the top of the driveway under the car and towards the street. I ran to the bottom of the driveway to catch the ball before it hit the street and it never came. We looked EVERYWHERE. Under the car, near the tire, around the driveway, in the street etc… the ball was nowhere to be found. We told my bestie’s dad to let us know if it turns up- it’s been 5 years and we still don’t know what happened to it.

My theory is that it was glitched into a parallel universe and the group playing with the ball had two tennis balls roll out from under the car instead of one.

This is a just a small thing that happened to me almost two years ago, but I think about it often because I still can’t figure out what happened.

I started a new job where I was assigned a locker in the locker room. I got number 14, and I remember thinking wow I dodged 13! As 13 has an obvious reputation as an unlucky number. Every day for several months I used locker 14.

Until one day I walked into work and I put my combination into locker 14, and it wouldn’t open, no matter how many times I tried.

Another person came in and said “that’s my locker.” And they put in their combo, opening it on the first try.

I thought “surely not, but I guess I’ll try it.” I put my combination into locker 13. It opened on my first try, and all of my stuff was inside it.

I’ve tried to convince myself that someone renumbered all the lockers over night. But why would they do that and changed them all by one? Besides, the numbers were on a little metal plaque that was screwed into the locker door. Seems like a lot of work to change them all by one. Also, nobody else seemed to act like their locker number was off…. I guess it’s just a glitch.

This is something that happened to me a couple of years ago and I still haven’t been able to explain.

Some context: My name is Katie… spelt without an E. So I’m Kati and it’s not uncommon for people that don’t know me to call me Kat-i (catty)
If someone calls and asks for “Catty” which happens quite a lot, I know they’re calling for me. I’ve abbreviated the name of the theatre school and my son’s name for obvious reasons.

I received a call from a number I didn’t recognise, but it had our area code, so I answered. A lady asked “Hi am I speaking to Kati? (Catty)” I said yes. She went on to tell me she was calling from THTS, a local performing arts school which I was familiar with but had never had any association with. She said she was calling about “M” and I do indeed have a son called M. Confused but confident she was speaking to the right person I said okay and waited for her to continue.

She went on to say she’d had Miss E in her office crying, because of Ms behaviour. His additional needs were becoming unmanageable for THTS and they needed to suggest a class for children with additional needs.

I listened and waited for her to finish speaking and then I told her I am Kati, I do have a son called M and I do live locally but I’ve no idea what she was talking about. We have never used THTS and my son doesn’t do any kind of performing arts.

For the sake of keeping this as short as possible, the lady on the phone, whilst confused concluded she must have had the wrong number. Since then I’ve just not been able to get my head around the fact that a wrong number would connect to someone in the same town, with the same name AND a child of the same name.

Now this wasn’t some huge life altering event. It was just a random phone call one evening. Could it all be a coincidence? I guess it could be. But that is a lot of coincidences. More than I’ve been able to justify in my mind for a couple of years now.

I’m not sure what you’d call this, a glitch in the matrix, some sort of reality slip, I don’t know. But to this day I can’t shake the weird feeling this whole exchange left me with.

Edit to add: the number that called me was a landline hence the area code, they called me on my mobile, so no area code.

Recently some memories I have are wrong. Like when my mom is telling me things that are opposite of memories i 100% remember. And if you’d tell that maybe she remembers it wrong, she was there too and also insists that her version is 100% true. Not only her memories are different, my friends and teachers memories abt for example if we had lesson abt some topic that we clearly didn’t had, they insist we had. Either there’s smt wrong with them or there is something wrong with me. Recently I also slept almost all day, and it’s nothing like me beacouse I hate sleeping and I wake up early.

Early 2000s I picked up the phone intending to call a girl. I heard no ring tone (Gen Z, it was something called a landline). Confused, I said "hello?" On the other line was the girl I was going to call. I told her that was a weird coincidence, and I hadn't even dialed her number. I thought maybe I had somehow picked it up before the phone had a chance to ring? But she insisted, multiple times, that she hadn't dialed me either. She had also coincidentally just picked up the phone to call me .

I had made a pan of nachos and while carrying them upstairs to my bedroom I thought to myself, "I can't see shit."I hadn't switched on the light. My hands were full as I climbed the stairs. Before I got to the top the motion sensor light next to my room turned on. I wasn't near it whatsoever. That has never happened before.

I lost my drivers license after a night out in college then found it 5 months later in a way that still baffles me. To set the stage, I went to college in Oregon and lost my ID in late January of that year. That night was cold and rainy, therefore I was wearing jeans with a jacket. I used my ID to get into the bars no problem and when I got home I dropped all of my items on my desk, as I always do, before going to bed. This always includes my house keys, ID and credit card. I never used a purse in college and always carried my essentials in my pocket. In the morning I found my credit card and house keys in the same spot on my desk but not my ID. I looked everywhere but couldn’t find it. I called the bars for any missing IDs and asked my friends with no luck. I didn’t drink much that night, maybe a drink or two to be tipsy at best. I assumed it fell out of my pocket at some point and that was that. Ordered a new ID and moved on. Fast forward 5 months when we are starting to get warmer weather. My bedroom was pretty small in college with limited storage. I kept a bin of clothes shoved in the back of my closet holding out of season clothes to save space in my tiny dresser. In the winter time, it houses skirts, denim shorts, bikinis and things of that sort. As I was unpacking some clothes for the summer, I found my missing ID in the pocket of a pair of denim shorts. The last time I remember getting into this bin was probably around October of the year prior as it started getting consistently cold. Additionally, this specific pair of shorts is not one of my favorites and couldn’t even remember the last time I wore them. It was for sure the same missing ID because it is notably the ID where I am 21+ but still a vertical because it hadn’t expired yet to get a new horizontal one. This bin was also very much hidden in my closet and none of my friends would have come across it or even knew I had an extra bin of clothes. I’m a very organized, type A person who rarely loses items but this I can’t explain.