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Portraits of Nobody
I used to love drawing portraits when I was younger but I wasn’t very good at it so I threw them away a lot of the time but one day, I drew one that I was really really proud of so I kept it. About a week or so later, we had a new girl start in our class and I thought she looked super familiar & a few days into the week I realised that it was because she was the girl I had drawn. I went home and found the drawing and sure enough, nearly identical (nearly because I was 10 and unskilled). It freaked me out and I’ve felt weird about drawing portraits of “nobody” ever since. (tuplski)
When I was about 15 I was eating some cereal and accidentally dropped my spoon into the kitchen floor.
I watched the spoon fall. As it hit the floor, it just vanished into thin air.
I was shocked. I thought surely my eyes were playing ticks on me. It must have just bounced away and gone out of sight or something.
I spent 30 minutes searching the kitchen for that spoon. I was honestly kind of freaked out. I tried to think of every possible place it could have gone. There weren’t many places it could have ended up.
I never found it. (TheJoshWatson)
The Phone Call
This happened about 6 years ago.
Myself and 3 other friends went to a concert at the biggest venue in Mexico City. One of my friends is a woman (this is important for the story). So, the concert ended and we agreed on a meetup point outside the venue so we could pick a cab and leave together.
There were about 100k people there, so we inevitably got separated, so we went to the meetup point. We waited for my friend for about 15 minutes when we started to get worried, so we started calling her phone.
However, due to the sheer amount of people present at the venue trying to make phonecalls the lines get congested and the calls won’t go out or they won’t be received, so we started to get really worried.
After another 10 minutes trying to call her, I get a phone call from her. She sounded extremely gloomy and sad. She said “Hey Sebasvisu, I’m alright, I’m already at my place, everything is ok”. I got immediatly freaked out as this was impossible (she lived 2 hours away and not even an hour had gone by). We get super freaked out and try to call her and start flagging some cops down, cause being Mexico City I thought she had been kidnapped.
Then, 30 seconds after the call she comes out of the crowd looking as chilled as she could possibly look. I yell at her, telling her what the hell was wrong with her, etc etc… The thing is she looked so surprised at this. She denies having made any phonecalls (she tried, but couldn’t get a signal). We don’t believe her so we look at her phone and there was no record of the call having been made. After this i take my phone to show her the call and there was no record of the call having being received either.
To this day I have no idea what happened, because the voice on the other end of the phone was hers, and she knew details about me and my name. (Sebasvisu)