When I was a kid, for a while my mother, one of my sisters and I lived with my grandpa. Grandpa loved his caine and other white spirits and would drink until he went and passed out in his room. Then he would start shouting in his sleep and have big fights and arguments with someone. Usually when this started, someone would go to wake him up and tell him to shut up (as suggested by him).

Anyway, one day the three of us excluding grandpa were sitting around in the lounge doing whatever, when next thing we heard grandpa shouting in his sleep from his room. So both me and my sister go to tell him to sit up. And we both saw the shape of a person in his bed and heard him sort of mumble “ah, fine, ok, sorry.” And that was the end of the shouting and we went back to the lounge to carry on watching TV or whatever we were doing.

Next thing, a car pulls up outside and out gets grandpa and his friend. They had both been out the whole day and grandpa wasn’t actually home that whole time.

That’s easily the biggest unexplained experience I’ve had in my life. The fact that all 3 of us heard him shouting and that both my sister and I saw him in his bed still freaks me out today.

C development does that for you.

Closest I can think of was maybe a little less than 2 decades ago now. I vaguely remember it, but some time after my grandpa had died, our landline got a call. I was in the room with my grandma and mother and my mom went to get the phone. There was no number, but instead just his name. Pretty sure she answered, but nobody replied. The line was dead.

My mom swears it was something like my grandpa, in the afterlife, calling to tell us that everything’s gonna be okay despite his recent passing, but I don’t buy into that kinda religious spiritual stuff

Other than that, I have memories from when I was younger that I cannot confirm or deny because the only people I know who might have an answer probably wouldn’t remember and I’d feel real weird asking them about these memories completely out of the blue. One is me supposedly going on a trip with the family of one of my older brother’s friend’s family to a city/town ( don’t remember name ) in a nearby county ( name not included for obvious reasons ) in the same state and me being in the basement in a house we stopped at for some reason. That’s a very vague memory. Same with an unconfirmed memory where I swear I went with the mother of this friend to some berry picking place and was stuck in their van once we got back to their place, with nobody coming to help me get out. Very vaguely remember that I couldn’t open the van door for some reason. I’d probably chalk that one up to me being a kid and time moving by relatively slow from my perspective, making it seem like forever when it was probably just a couple minutes of me trying to get out.

Both vague and highly unconfirmed, but I am more concerned about the memory of a mystery road trip that I somehow ended up involved in that my parents don’t remember. Wouldn’t expect them to since they weren’t there, but the fact they don’t remember this supposed trip happening adds to the mystery.

Yes, but I can’t explain it.

From your description ‘too low to the ground’ sounds like it was probably ball lightning … which can do all kinds of goofy shit depending on the weather or how it was created. I’ve never seen any good videos of BL on Youtube, but there might be newer ones.

Don’t know D.C. at all but if you were anywhere near a marsh, maybe ‘swamp gas’?

When I was little, little, like 3-4 years old, I had a dream where a man I didn’t know was in my room. He told me not to be scared, and I told him I wasn’t. He had a weird, gravelly voice, but I could understand him fine.

He just wanted to know how the family was doing, did so and so get married, that kind of thing. Family gossip.

When I woke up I told my grandmother who turned white and got out a photo album.

I pointed to one of the pictures and went that’s him! Who is he?

My great grandfather Claude, who had had throat cancer and a tracheotomy. He died 2 years before I was born.

Once, but I don’t think it was aliens or supernatural or anything. I was walking home down embassy row in Washington, DC and we crossed 16th St near the White House, and we saw something that looked like a ball of lightening but that way too low to the ground. I asked, “Did y’all see that too?” and complete strangers agreed they did. There was no sound.

Obviously, in that neighborhood, you don’t assume “aliens!” or anything. It was weird to us civilians and I’m quite sure there’s a scientific or classified explanation. But it was definitely a “What the fuck was that?” moment for a half dozen strangers just walking down a busy street.

It didn’t move around or look like images of ball lightening, though it looked like lightening in a sphere in many ways. If it was some electrical explosion, we’d have presumably heard it. So, who knows? Governments and atmospheric conditions do weird shit sometimes.

I was driving home from LA with a friend. While on the freeway, in the middle of nowhere, and no cars near us, we hear a noise like a hand knocking on the driver side backseat window. There was only the two of us sitting in the front, and there was nothing in the back seats. We confirmed with each other that we both heard the noise, and that it was strange. I was very curious, and it was daytime, so I pulled over to the side to check things out. Nothing. Even a highway patrol officer stop by to check up on us. (Don’t worry, we didn’t get shot, even though we were non-white, it was a less divided time back then).

To this day, I cannot even imagine what could have made that knocking sound on the window. 😬

Definitely explainable by mere coincidence, and only really a little strange but in the interest of contributing more content to Lemmy:

In 2015 I had a dream that I met with Markiplier in person. I don’t remember the details of anything, but I remember him extremely distraught, crying, like someone had died and me trying my hardest to console him. The very next day he posted the video talking about his friend Daniel Kyre’s passing. Im certain there was no post or anything that I saw regarding this before seeing that video.

I had very frequent nightmares and also watched a lot of Markiplier at the time, so it’s really just a timing coincidence.

Yes. Having memes made about me.