Hey Pandas, What Is One Strange Thing That Happened To You, And Are You Sure It Really Happened?

I have seen a unicorn! i swear i have!
i was 10 or 12, i was coming back from school by school bus and only a handful of kids were left to be dropped off. i was sitting by the window, we crossed over a bridge and i saw a white magnificent unicorn under the bridge.
i knew that unicorns are a myth i am sure it was just a white horse or anything, by the time i could call the other kids we had already passed the bridge.
Till now the memory is as fresh as it happened yesterday, everytime i pass the bridge i look for it.
Of course no one believes me, i don’t blame them, But i swear it happened !

When I was 5 or 6, my family went to a restaurant with another family, and they had two kids. One of them was 10 at the time, and he brought a play-doh pizza set, and I swear, he made a pepperoni pizza and ate it. It was an indian restaurant, so it had to have been fake. Only problem is, now, I can't tell how much of this actually happened, and how much of it was my wild imagination. The restaurant is the only thing I know actually happened.

Another thing that happened was that I seem to remember watching this one episode of Jessie where their dad gets stuck at the bottom of an ocean, and the kids use a bathtub as a portal and a magic unicorn horn to get out of the ocean. That was a dream, but the weirdest one I remember

Last one, but when I was 2, I swear I fell down the stairs and hit my head, and even my mom said it happened, but recently, I asked my parents about it, and they say I imagined it.

Just a month ago I was with my friend and she suddenly pulled up her shirt and I saw her bra (we’re 12) I ran away, not a wonderful feeling!

2am, drinking at my mom’s grave a few years ago. I’d only been there 10min. I looked out towards the highway over all the headstones and thought I saw movement. But it was late and cold I thought no one else would be out. I was about to blow it off and go back to drinking when I saw a person standing under a tree a little ways away. Person was dressed in all black, taller than me and had their hood up so I couldn’t see a face. But whoever it was, they were staring straight at me. I stared back for what seemed like forever. Then they tilted their head to the side and took a step towards me. It was like I was suddenly drenched in ice water. I took a step back. And they decided to run at me full speed, jumping over headstones on the way. I took off. When I looked back they were landing on the ground on the other side of my mom’s grave on all fours, still running before standing back up. That creeped me out the most. Like those horror movies when a creature is all twitchy and chasing someone. When I made it over the gate I ran straight through the field behind my neighborhood to cut through to my street. I looked back when I got into the light and they were just standing at the gate, head tilted sideways, staring at me. I ran all the way home. Didn’t realize that I was still holding a bottle of whiskey until I reached for the door handle. No clue how I didn’t spill it or drop it. My husband (didn’t believe me) was upset that I’d gone out while he slept. When we went back the next day- big muddy footprint on mom’s headstone and the ground around the graves. I live less than a minute away and I haven’t gone back alone. No clue wtf that person was up to but glad I made it home.