Have you ever seen something odd? Like, that you can't explain easily? That would fit in with the X-Files, or perhaps the Twilight zone? Post it here.
I have two.
The first took place at my bus stop. My bus stop, you see, is at the bottom of a hill. As in, there is only one way up/down, and there is no loop around. Keep that in mind. So, every day while I wait there, around the same time, a white van would drive by. Not anything too strange, they're probably going to work. However, about one minute later, an identical van would drive by. Now, they could just have the same car, thats not out of the ordinary. But, one day, I decided to look at the driver of the first van. Nothing odd, looked like a normal guy. And then, the next van drove by. It was the same guy in that van... The really weird part? I never saw them again after that...
The second one isn't as complex but just as weird. My mom and I were downstairs sitting on the couch, watching tv. My dad comes out of the laundry room with laundry and goes upstairs to put it away. A few minutes later, my dad walks through the front door... he never came back downstairs, and denied ever going upstairs in the first place.....
So, what are your stories?
I have two.
The first took place at my bus stop. My bus stop, you see, is at the bottom of a hill. As in, there is only one way up/down, and there is no loop around. Keep that in mind. So, every day while I wait there, around the same time, a white van would drive by. Not anything too strange, they're probably going to work. However, about one minute later, an identical van would drive by. Now, they could just have the same car, thats not out of the ordinary. But, one day, I decided to look at the driver of the first van. Nothing odd, looked like a normal guy. And then, the next van drove by. It was the same guy in that van... The really weird part? I never saw them again after that...
The second one isn't as complex but just as weird. My mom and I were downstairs sitting on the couch, watching tv. My dad comes out of the laundry room with laundry and goes upstairs to put it away. A few minutes later, my dad walks through the front door... he never came back downstairs, and denied ever going upstairs in the first place.....
So, what are your stories?