Reddit users share the most terrifying cases of "matrix failure" and unexplained events in their lives

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One evening, I picked up garbage in a remote area. I was sure that no one else lived here besides us. But as I approached the road, I clearly heard “Help me.” The voice was female. And although I was clearly aware that nobody could be nearby, I decided to check for the case if I didn’t seem and someone really needed help. I took a few steps in the direction of where the voice came from and I heard that now this “someone” has clearly sneaked. I turned and went back because it was too much. I don’t think if someone needed help, he would laugh.



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As usual, I went out at 6 a.m. from work and sat down on the electric drive home. The road took about an hour.



I sat down, fell asleep and woke up before my stop. I still had 10-15 minutes to get home by bus.



I didn’t use my phone and didn’t look at my clock.



I arrived at the house, where I was met by a surprise housekeeper: “You’re early today. Is it okay? » I looked at the clock and saw that it was only six. I was shocked and checked all the other watches, but they all showed the same time.



A few days later, the admin sent us a schedule for the past month (beginning and end of work). According to the schedule, I ended every day at 6. I did not leave earlier that day.



I can’t understand how I’ve been over an hour and a half.



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I have told this story many times in detail. Now let me give you a short version.



I remember with 100% certainty a dog that apparently did not exist. When I was 16, we lived at the other end of the province and my uncle had a Jack Russell dog named Kru. One day Krue disappeared and we found him a month later in the shelter, which was about an hour away. We were all surprised that he ran so far.



And then, 20 years later, in a conversation with my parents, I mentioned this Jack Russell and what happened to him. The parents did not understand what it was about. They assured me that my uncle never had a dog, and I dreamed of it. I could not prove it, the dog has not been there for a long time, and I have no photos even of my uncle. I can’t prove that the dog existed, but I’m just sure.



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and 1985. My ex-wife and I were sleeping. A silver beam of light from the street lamp illuminated the bed and the room. Our black spitz slept in our legs.



I dreamed that I woke up and pulled him, but he turned into a shining open oysters with a whole set of glass teeth. I woke up my husband by suddenly starting to retreat.



I asked, “What happened? » She replied, “What kind of shiny black oysters have we on our feet? Where is the dog? »



We had the same nightmare. I still have trouble with one thought about it.



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I was driving at a speed of about 80 km/h, and some car ignored the STOP sign on the turn and went out right in front of me. I remember preparing for the strike, and then I open my eyes and see that I am about 270 meters down the highway and see that car in my rear-view mirror that is just about to turn.



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I was walking with the dog and almost got home, but for some reason I turned around. It turned out that I was 6 blocks away from home, not where I should have been. I was shocked and overwhelmed, but the dog showed no signs of stress or anxiety.



Important note: I do not drink or use drugs, and I am still young.



Per memory failure is caused by a transient ischemic attack.



I’m 99% sure that this really happened to me. My friend and I worked at different points on Wednesday morning, I took her to work, and then I was already going to my own. One day I stood at her house and called her out. But for some reason she started telling me my name on the phone and asking why I was just sitting and doing nothing. I remember feeling wildly tired, it was hard for me to hold my phone near my ear (I’m left).



Apparently I called her and broke up. She saw everything through the window, answered my call and began to ask if everything was okay. I never understood what happened to me in those 5 minutes. It was not so with me anymore.



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My wife died exactly a year ago. During that time, a few strange events happened. For example, there were our photos, which I definitely killed in the warehouse. The strangest thing was when I dusted the carpet and suddenly saw a diamond ring on the floor. As if the wife said, “It’s real, don’t lose it.”



Condolences for your loss. It happened to me too, but my story is rather funny. My father hated spiders. And, of course, I decided to keep a tarantula at home named Missy. I bought it when I was 3, and my father died when I was 17. A year after his death, Missy died. We joked that he came back to kill Miss. by LOL)))



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Once I was driving around the city and constantly looking in the side mirrors checking the road situation from behind. In the corner of my eye I see a mother who says something from the series “From my side, everything is clean.”



I turn around and she is not there. She had not been there for a couple of years at that time. All this happened during the day. There was no more like that with me.



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When I was 12, I watched another cartoon on TV. Suddenly I noticed that the sun was out. and fully. I opened the curtain and looked. It was dark on the street. The multicam was in the same place, but the clock was 5 hours longer.



The most likely version is that I fell apart. It is also the case at night – you blink – and it is already morning.



I probably fell asleep in front of the TV and so coincided that I got to repeat the cartoon.



But then there was a surge...



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My friend Sarah got drunk in the club, and suddenly she wanted to tell a stranger that she had a pain in her leg. My leg did not hurt. She thought it was strange, but she approached and said, “I know it sounds strange, but I really need to tell you that my leg hurts. I know it is strange. I am sorry.”



He was angry. His father died recently. And they agreed in advance that if life after death really exists, the father will try to convey it to the son with the random phrase "I have a pain in the leg", which is not to be confused with anything.



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I have one such story...



I was 12, I woke up at night to go to the toilet.



I walked through the hallway to a small bathroom, turned on the light and suddenly saw my face in the mirror.



Not all the face.



As if someone was standing on the other side, pressing his face to the mirror. It only lasted a second, but I remembered it.



I cried out, ran out of the toilet and ran to my father. My father tried to reassure me. Then we prayed together. After a while I went to sleep...



By the time I was 30, I forgot about it. One day my father came to me and reminded me of what had happened. “You remember seeing your face in the mirror.” From one of my memories I got a mess. “I remember”



“Well,” he continued, “I sometimes remember that night.” He looked down and then looked at me and with a serious expression of his face said, “I also saw it.”



He described what I saw, and we have no idea what it was. Apparently, when he went through checking, he also saw his face. I decided to pray for self-satisfaction.



I respect him for sharing this when I was 30. Better not to share at all.

Pensioners believe that the state allegedly thinks how to pay them old-age pension,
And the state actually thinks: how would they not pay what they earned.

Recently, in Russian society, it has become very fashionable to spread morality. And eating it happens very specifically. (Spsfisssky, would say a well-known previous character). An example of this spsfissnst was shown to us recently by Russian media, which covered the most outrageous story of a teacher who bought underwear in a store. And they described the reaction of an outraged parent, who learned from her grandchild about this truly hooliganistic fact, horrifying with her cynicism. The teacher is buying clothes. Where does the world go! And innocent angels see such horror! Personally, I immediately have a question - and what did the mentioned angel in the underwear shop? Was he alone in this awkward place? Did you buy clothes with your mom and so on? Or I bought it for who? Have you looked at the fashions? One question and no answer. Do not eat morality from that end, comrades!
And let’s say, a poor teacher, caught at the scene of the crime, escapes without clothes in confusion. What would prevent an innocent little angel walking through underwear shops from glimpsing and seeing a teacher without trousers that she cannot buy, so as not to insult the morality of the growing generation? And there will begin something that is hard to imagine. Especially in the absence of common sense, when the teacher, the sower of the "reasonable, good, eternal" any scapegoat can poison as he thinks under the pretext of protecting morality. The paradox of the situation is that “morality” is concerned with those who have no idea what it is. That is why they consider it unethical to buy clothes. I’ll tell you the secret – even the queens wear cowards. And the elevators. And it is not immoral. But to hurt the teacher – this is not really a comilf. And walking without adults in the laundry shops is also not a comic. Per a new Chikatilo is on the horizon? The boy should be checked by a psychiatrist, not the teacher to be outraged. However, judging by the articles in the media, the mother of the young talent examination by a psychiatrist would not hinder either.
And the bitter question arises after the above. What will society be in a few years if the concepts of morality begin to be dictated by people who are not quite adequate?
What will be a society of people raised by subjugated and humiliated teachers?

As soon as I hear that the salary should be consistent with the results of work, I first think of our government and the national football and biathlon teams.

I gathered one day to combine the pleasant with the useful - to clean the bowl and buy milk, bread and other everyday products. 300 rubles in coins of 2, 5 and 10. I went to the nearest network store, picked up the necessary details, threw the cost to fit in my modest budget and go ahead to the box office. It came out about 275 rubles, + - 15 rubles. In one hand provision, in the other fist of a coin, like in Buratino. It is my turn, I lay out the products, I count the coins. I regret, I decided to ease my brain activity and, knowing that I had 300 rubles, put 25 in my pocket, and the rest gave to the cashier to count. If so, I think I will add. As a result, it came out 285 rubles (calculated, but I can, I am a humanitarian : d) and I am already lying in my pocket for the supplement, but here the cashier says:

You have 32 rubles.

Here I am overwhelmed by panic, I think convulsively: I do not have so much, I do not know how to count, mathematics is the queen of the sciences, and I am superfluous in this kingdom, etc. Now something needs to be removed, the conditional "Galia, we have cancellation" - a tough woman, my turn will break me. I have a sacred question:

is exactly?

The treasurer, lowering his eyes, said:

Well, I said that approximately.

While I was collecting my jaw from the floor and trying to turn my eyes back, she recounted and took the same 10 rubles that were missing from me.

As I left, I thought that not everything was lost with me, and the cashier, probably, was also a humanitarian.