Once when I was 3 or four I was walking around in Walmart holding my moms hand. I decided to play a game with myself and close my eyes and let her lead me, like a seeing-eye dog. After a few twists and turns I open my eyes and look up. This old ass lady was looking down at me and smiling as I held her hand, terrified. Can’t explain it to this day.
This happened in like 2003.
I was sleeping on the couch in my living room. My family just moved and I didn’t have my bed set up yet. Anyways, it was about 4 in the morning and I heard panting. Like from a dog. I thought I was just dreaming the sound, because we didn’t have a dog at the time. I tried to ignore the sound, and go back to sleep, but it wouldn’t stop. I listened to the sound and tired to figure out if it was the heater or something, but then I heard whatever it was walk across the floor to right behind the couch where I was sleeping. I distinctly heard the clicking of nails on the hardwood floor and the panting grew louder. I lifted up my head and the sound stopped. I have no idea what it was or what it could have been, but, the story doesn’t stop there. A couple days passed and I was woken up by my mom in the middle of the night. She came down into the living room because she said that she heard what sounded like a dog get up and walk from beside her bed all the way out into the living room where I was sleeping. It still creeps me out when I think about it.
I once put a USB plug in the correct way on the first try.