Part 1 is here.
We continue to publish unexplained cases at work, at home or on a walk, which are told by users of the English-language site Reddit and which most of all fit the definition of "Glitch in the Matrix"
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I have disappeared somewhere twice and nobody believes me when I tell them. This happened for the first time in kindergarten. I was the teacher's “favorite” and followed him with a “tail”.
And then one day our group went on an excursion to a building. There were many different places to play or view. Some of the preschoolers were taken to look at the library, some to the playground, and when they left these places, a new group was brought there.
My group first went to the statue hall, which was a room with various sculptures and paintings on the walls. Being the “tail” of the teacher, I walked right behind my teacher and held her hand. We came to a statue of some dog and began to look at it and … suddenly all the people disappeared. My whole group disappeared from this room.
I didn't know what to do, so I left the room and went to another room. where there was another group. I asked their teacher where I should look for my friends and she told me that my group was on the playground a long time ago and that they had gone there an hour ago.
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When I went to the site, my group was there and the teacher severely scolded me for "running away". At the same time, I clearly remember that I did not run away anywhere, I stood near the statue of the dog and that's it, I didn't even move.
Why didn't she notice when I let go of her hand? And if I stood at the statue all this time, why did not the other groups, who then entered this room, see me there? If they atm saw me, they would immediately take me to my group.
The second time this happened was when I was 16 years old. Mom took me and my little sister on a shopping trip for clothes and at some point I noticed a nice shirt there. I looked at it for only a second, and then I decided to tell my mother that I wanted to buy it. But when I turned to my mother and sister, they were no longer nearby and nowhere in sight.
The only person in this department was an elderly lady who could not explain anything to me. I began to walk between the rows of clothes and finally found my mother and sister, and I found them at the checkout. It turns out that they had lost me for 20 minutes and did not know where I had gone.
Moreover, the store is designed so that all visitors are immediately visible if they are in the hall. Both my mother and sister did not see me anywhere, so they began to think that I left the store and went to a cafe for a snack.
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It happened about a year ago at my parents' house. My friend came to visit and we had a good time in my room. Then my friend went to the bathroom, and I sat and read the news on my phone. A couple of minutes later, my friend came back to me and sat down next to me on the bed, after which she also began to read something on her smartphone.
After a minute or so, I got up and went to the kitchen for snacks, and before that I asked a friend if she wanted anything, but she did not answer me, she was sitting with her face buried in her smartphone.
And when I went to the kitchen, I saw there … my friend. She was standing by the cabinet and trying to get something from the top shelf. I am 100% sure that when I left the room, she was sitting on the bed and there we have only one corridor leading from my room to the kitchen. She couldn't get around me in any way without me noticing it.
I apparently looked shocked because she asked me if I was okay. And I asked her if she had just sat in the room and how she got into the kitchen ahead of me. In response to this, she said that she did not come into my room after the bathroom, but immediately went to the kitchen.
I told her what I had seen, and she turned it all into a joke, like I "see non-existent things." However, I thought about it for a long time.
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My VR (virtual reality) glasses suddenly disappeared from my room and I couldn't find them anywhere. I even got the idea that my family secretly gave the glasses to my nephew or someone else. Or that my nephew himself quietly stole them from me.
But they ended up at my brother's house. In another city, which is 50 miles from our city. And they were in the original box, where I never put them.
My brother accidentally saw this box in his study when he returned from departure 2 months later. At the same time, while he was away, I came to his apartment to lay tiles in his kitchen. Nobody else came there during this time and I naturally did not take glasses with me there. I cannot explain what happened other than a strange glitch.
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My friend passed away last year in the month of July. It was a difficult event for my whole family, as we were all friends with him. And last week I was driving home from work and when I was standing in front of a traffic light, I saw a man who was about to cross the road.
It immediately flashed in my head that he was very similar to my deceased friend, and that was when he was still far away. But when he crossed the road and was very close to me, the coincidence was 100%. And he suddenly stopped next to my car and looked straight into my face. It lasted a couple of seconds, and then he continued on his way.
I was left sitting in a state of shock, because he was exactly my friend and I could not explain his appearance here alive. And you know what else is weird? I tried to trace where he went and drove along this street, and he walked along it and suddenly turned somewhere around the corner and disappeared. At that moment I screamed like a child and I still get goosebumps when I remember.
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My 14-year-old son and I were sitting at the dinner table one evening chatting on our smartphones while eating cookies from a large can. When there were only 5 cookies left in the jar, we decided to split them so that everyone would get 2 jokes and a broken half.
I took two of my cookies, and then pulled out the third, broke it in half and kept one half for myself, and put the rest in the jar with my son's cookies.
And here I am sitting in my smartphone and at the same time I notice how my son ate one cookie, then reached into the jar for the second, and then reached for the half and … instead pulled out the third cookie. Whole. Not half.
I joked that there were probably 6 cookies left in the jar, not 5, but when I turned it over, only crumbs fell on the table. Half of the cookies are missing.
We started joking, but my brain was slowly boiling, something strange happened that I could not explain. We looked around the table and everything around, but we never found half a cookie anywhere.
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I still can't figure out what happened. I work in a diner in a food court in a mall and this afternoon my colleagues and I just stood and chatted about everything when there were few customers in the hall. And suddenly a cup of water, plain water, which was standing not far from us on the table, "shot" forcefully into the air, even reaching the ceiling.
Water scattered in all directions. It was an ordinary cup and there was no one next to it. We never found any logical reason why she jumped up like that, no firecrackers or something else was there either.
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I live in the countryside and whenever I drive to work and turn off a winding dirt road onto a highway, I see a roadside house where people keep a handsome ginger and white cat.
But one morning, when I turned off the road onto the highway, I saw something in the middle of the highway and I immediately knew what it was. It was the same red and white cat, dead, hit by a car. He was wounded and dead and I felt very bad from seeing him, I cried and prayed that he would be good to walk on the rainbow.
When I returned home from work in the evening, the cat was no longer on the road. I decided that the owners had taken it and had already buried it somewhere.
After two days off I was driving to work again in the morning and … I again saw something on the road in the same place, which turned out to be the same white and red cat. Again the same wounds, again the cat was shot down to death.
I was confused and even slowed down to examine it. His body didn't move, he was definitely dead. The next morning, when I was driving in the same place, the body of the cat disappeared from the road again.
Four days later, in the morning I drove onto the highway and saw the tenants of that house, who were sitting on the porch. And there was a red-white cat. Alive and unharmed. The same cat. With the same spots in the same places. The cat sat on the owner's lap and licked its paws.