4. A mentally ill murderer ended up in my backyard

When I was in 5th grade some guy who was mentally ill had a meltdown somewhere in Chicago. Apparently he shot and killed some random guy and stole his car. He drove up I-94 towards my suburb, got off the highway, and drove straight into my neighborhood (it’s very close to the exit) and just started shooting sporadically at peoples houses. He somehow wound up in my backyard (which is full of trees btw) and was just shooting in every direction. I can still vividly remember break lights in the middle of the otherwise pitch-black woods and sparks from the gunfire going off in every direction. The cops showed up and shot him to death. Luckily no one was hurt, but my neighbors did find a bullet in the middle of their mattress. Fireworks are not so fun anymore

5. A phantom wolf appeared in my home

When I was a kid my parents would take me to the local zoo a lot during the summer. They had a small pack of about 4-5 wolves and they were my favorite. 5 year old me would sit for hours watching them run around and play or just nap.

One female in particular seemed to like me. Every time I was there she came up and licked the glass as if I were her big weird puppy. I loved her the best.

Well school started up again so I wasn’t able to go to the zoo for several months.

One night I woke up and had to go to the bathroom so I didn’t bother turning on the light and stepped into the hallway and there was a wolf in our house! I yelped because it startled me, but I wasn’t afraid. It just stood there looking at me until my mom came out of their bedroom to ask what was wrong. I didn’t want them to think I was crazy because there’s no possible way there really could have been a wolf in my house so I told her I saw a spider.

I forgot about it until the next summer when we went to the zoo and the entire pack was gone. They’d all been wiped out by parvo.

I know there are a million logical explanations for what I saw, but I like to think it was my friend coming to say goodbye.

6. An obituary materialized out of nowhere

My dad used to visit some clients who lived in a creepy isolated farm house. People claimed to have seen ghosts and spirits around the farm since the 1850’s, and the the owners of the house joke about it frequently.

On one visit to his clients, they sat in an empty room around a desk. Now this room was literally empty apart from the desk, no bookshelves, no furniture. They were discussing the area when my dad brings up the ghosts spotted in the farm, and the client tells him about a middle aged man who died here 60 years ago.

10-20 minutes go on, they go into more business related stuff. And literally out of nowhere, drops an obituary. A freshly cut, obituary. My Dad caught it out of the air and inspected it.

It belonged to that very man they were discussing earlier.

And to clarify, there was NOTHING in the room for it to fall from.