Weird things that happen to you

i was walking down a backroad near my house... im hearing rustling in the woods... biggest bear ive seen walks out dragging a golden retreiver in its mouth... paid no attention to me and i was bout 20 feet away. probably scariest moment of my life

 

i was at work, manning the cashier. then i look out of the glass window to my right... there's some teenager holding onto a beer bong and theres two little kids following him... wtf?

they were just walkin around and had to be escorted out of the mall by security. i laughed long and hard as soon as i light up and remembered it

 

I remember back in hiiigh school of a really creepy story.

One of my buddies had just got a brand new truck when he turned 16 and we were out late at night just driving around he city cause the freedom felt great. We turn off into this basketball court parking lot and my friend busts a donut in the packing lot and starts burning out...doing crazy shit. Outta nowhere this dark figure, NO LIE, runs across this creepy,dark field next to the parking lot running right towards us. My buddy hits the gas and we took off but stopped at the stop sign ahead to look back to see what the fuck it was. We look back and there is this huge person dressed in all black wearing a fuckin jason mask. He was just standing there in the middle of the parking lot staring at us...we turned back around and fuckin took off. So fuckin creepy.

 

The absolute creepiest thing I've ever encountered:

My best friend Tony and his family live 2.5 blocks from me. A couple of years ago, I had gone over for a visit. There I was, sitting in the living room with my friend's wife, one of their daughters and her baby watching some movie. My friend and his son Alex, were out on the front porch having a cig when Alex comes running in freaking out saying something about his dad falling again. Now, Alex is a big kidder. He's funnier than all get out. He's always been this way. So, we (his sister, his mom and me) just sorta let this blathering idiot have his fun and continue to watch the movie. Not one minute later, Alex runs back in the house screaming "He's fallen and he's not moving! Do something!!!" I jammed out the front door and there on the porch lay Tony, all purple looking and non-moving. I bent down and rolled him on his side. He breathed out all his air, but he didn't inhale afterward. He wasn't breathing at all. I started shaking him and calling his name.

Meanwhile, Alex is running around the front yard screaming, "Do something! He's dying!!!" I tell him that I don't know CPR and that I don't know what to do. At that point, his sister comes out with the phone. She'd had the great idea of calling 911. She hands me the phone and the operator on the other end talks me through giving CPR to my friend. I pump his chest like she says and then breathe into his mouth a couple of times, then pump his chest again. I can hear the sirens in the background and I think to myself, "Hurry! I can't do this much longer! It's freaking me out!" Finally, the paramedics arrive and as soon as one gets within 6 feet, I back off and let him take over as I run into the house and break down crying with his wife.

Through the next few minutes, we cry and hold each other. I'm thinking my friend's dead, but I can't bring myself to go back outside. And for some strange reason, the weirdest thought comes to my mind. I remember some obscure passage in the Bible, something I read like 40 years ago, about if your brother dies, it's your duty as a brother to marry his widow and take care of his family. And I think, "I will have to marry her and take care of his family". What a freakin' weird ass thought to be having in a crisis situation!

Meanwhile, Tony's other daughter's boyfriend, who up to this point in time hasn't really stood out in my mind, comes up to me and tells me that Tony's still breathing and they've just rushed him to the hospital. For the next week, I was in a dazed zombie-like state. All I could think about was seeing my friend lying on the porch, looking all purple and lifeless.

Anyway, Tony's still alive and well (as well as you can be with a pacemaker implanted in your chest!). I'd ended up cracking a couple of his ribs when giving the CPR, but he's fogiven me for that (!). Now, whenever he introduces me to his buddies, he calls me "The Guy Who Saved My Life". I'll remember the incident as the freakiest thing I've ever come across.

 

Me and my friend were high as hell and it was real late. We were in a pretty suburban neighborhood and as we approach an intersection w/a big street (usually do a rolling stop this late and just turn on) all of a sudden there's this little girl riding her bike with what looked like a kitten w/her; just popped out of nowhere like right in front of us. Me and my buddy were pretty freaked out afterward...we drove back a few minutes later and didn't see the girl. She was riding alongside a big street real late at night, should've been easy. Ghost, i think so.

 

I've seen a disembodied head float through a church santuary.

That church developed a reputation amongst just about everyone, including us (the praise band), the sunday school teachers, the cleaning staff, the nursery staff - everyone, as being haunted.

The same night as the disembodied head thing, me and my friend were walking down the hallway and we heard screams. We ran to a different part of the building and the phone started making these weird noises. We had been there because our dads were installing a projector or something.

On another occasion, me and the rest of the praise band were sitting in the kitchen place eating some cake and this phone that was on the wall turned itself on speakerphone and started making phone calls. It was kind of freaky.

I could tell a bunch more stories of that place but those are the only firsthand accounts I know off the top of my head. The ones that I've heard (firsthand from extremely trustworthy sources) are a lot more over the edge than mine.