posted on Jun, 18 2008 @ 02:57 PM
I wanted to start this thread to hear about other users strange experiences. I've experienced a few very wierd things in my life, that still escape
explanation. For example, when I was 7 years old I was less than 10 feet away from a lightning strike. I remember the blinding flash of white but
don't recall any noise at all.
Then there was the time just a few years ago, when I saw a UFO. Perfectly round, silver and silent. I first thought it was maybe a weather balloon and
watched it for a couple minutes, until it slowly moved straight up into a cloud. It was then I realised it was actually MUCH further away than I first
thought. No way it was a weather balloon. It would have had to have been huge.
But this is mild compared to a couple other strange things I (and/or my parents), remember.
When I was 3, we lived in a tiny community in Saskatchewan. One road passed through it, atop a pretty steep hill. You couldn't even see the 'town'
until you crested the hill and were suddenly in it. Maybe 10-15 people lived there, all in trailers. There wasn't even a store. We were there for my
fathers work in the oil industry. The road was paved and I liked to ride this little 4 wheeled plastic elephant on it, right in front of the trailer
we were living in.
One day, my parents heard the loud screaming sound of a gravel truck locking up its brakes right in front of the trailer. Right away, they knew it had
to do with me. They came running out of the house and saw my elephant destroyed by the truck. They were both relieved to see me standing at the side
of the road looking on, stunned. My mom sais my face was completely blank and I was standing perfectly still, oblivious to her calling to me.
The trucker climbed out of his truck and came running over. He asked me if I was okay and where my friend went. My parents were confused by this, as
there were no other little kids around in the town, at all. I told the trucker that he went home. My mom asked me, "Who went home?" I told her my
friend did. She doubted this but the trucker insisted that he saw me and another little boy running off the road just as he crested the hill and
destroyed my elephant.
When the trucker left, my mom asked me about my friend. I didn't know his name, I said I'd never seen him before (and never since). I told my mom he
was just there and asked me if I wanted to play. I told him okay and he said, "Then lets play tag", and he tagged me and said, "You're it!". Then
I chased him off the road, just as the truck crested the hill and then he was gone.
One more quick one I'd like to mention. (Quick because I don't remember it at all. My mom tells it on rare occasion)
The next year we were living in Medicine Hat, Alberta. My mom and I were traveling back from seeing my dad, just a little ways out of town. We stopped
by this lake to stretch our legs. As we looked over the water, she sais I started to cry. Not out loud but silently, as tears rolled down my cheeks.
She asked me why I was crying and I told her, "This is where I died." She asked me what I meant and I told her "The fireman tried to save me but he
She said she was overcome by an extreme feeling of sadness and then an eerie feeling of fear. She buckled me back into the car and we left and never
I don't know if these things are anything of interest to anyone but hopefully they provide an enertaining read if nothing else and provoke other
members to write any strange stories they may have.