Hey Pandas, What's A Totally True Story You’ve Told That No One Believed? (Closed)

One time, nate said that men can have babies. I told him that he was wrong. He didn’t believe it.

I was driving a curvy road at night. I saw a lynx and a deer standing next to the road. (lynx are very rare)...nobody believed it. a year or so later I drove the same road with my BF and said "that's where they stood..."when suddenly there stood a deer- no lynx though.

I had an out of body experience many years ago. I was lying in bed, but the room was swaying from side to side, like I was on a boat in a storm. The swaying got higher and higher, and I felt myself being thrown upwards. I was then floating for a moment near the ceiling, and looking down at myself in bed. Also screaming my head off because this was f***ing terrifying. Then with a whoosh, I zoomed down and back into my body. Weird as hell. Nobody believes me, but I remember it clear as day.

Got home from work. making dinner. Opened my flatware drawer. Looked like someone had picked up the rubbermaid divider and tossed all the flatware up in the air, caught it again in the divider, all disorganized, and closed the drawer. I lived alone, no pets, no earthquakes that day, nothing else in my cottage disturbed.

Years ago I worked at a "haunted" bar. I'd never experienced anything though. Late at night my bf and his friend came in while I was closing up. They were the only 2 people there besides me. While I was restocking the bar, I kept seeing a guy in a hat walk by, reflected in the mirror. Saw him out of the corner of my eye at least 3-4 times. It was weird because he looked like he was wearing a bowler hat (popular in the late 1800s). I chalked it up to being overtired and my mind playing tricks on me. Then on the way home, my bf turns to me and says "this is going to sound crazy, but I swear I saw a man in the mirror tonight, and he was wearing an old timey hat." Even to this day the hairs stand up on my arm every time I talk about that experience! I had several more experiences after that, but that one was the weirdest.

My high school was going to be a victim of a school shooting, it got threatened. But the kid ended up shooting himself in the car when he was going to drive to the school.

Most people do believe it, so I suppose it doesn't quite fit the prompt. But a lot of people don't, which is odd considering how common they are.

One day, I was driving my new red 81 VW Scirocco, which had gold Gotti wheels. My license plate was MOON AIR (hey, it was the 80s). I was driving in Venice Beach and pulled up next to a new yellow 81 VW Scirocco with gold Gotti wheels. His license plate was AIR MOON. I told the surprised guy to look at my license plate when I pulled forward. He looked as freaked out as I was.

I was sitting around playing a game and eating pizza in my apartment once and suddenly got a feeling that I was supposed to be somewhere. Like I'd forgotten something or was late for an appointment. I drove around town with no real purpose, and I felt an urgency to go the other way. Fast. I drove like mad as fast as I could push my little S-10 pickup and swung into a truck stop.

Here's the part nobody believes. My ex, who broke up with me about four months before, had just coasted up to the door of the station. Her car needed a new battery, and she was reaching down to pop the hood when I pulled up behind. There were two truckers smoking against the wall around the corner, and when I pulled up and started telling her to hold on while I got my cables they looked at each other, went and got into a rig and left.

I am convinced they would have tried something had I not pulled up. We didn't get back together or anything, and I never told her directly, but I felt a pull and it led me to where she needed me to be for the fifteen minutes required to jump her car off and avoid anything happening.

I have a super random one, lol. Not creepy or anything though. I wrote on a forum about how I was drunk and pissed off and completely smashed my iphone to avoid SH (we're talking bent, looks like it was run over by a car sort of smashed). I had AppleCare+ and it was replaced for $149 (I think that's the replacement cost); repair otherwise would have been $1k+. "No you didn't. They wouldn't do that," said the forum, despite, y'know, me having the receipt that proved it. I was like "welp, my new phone says otherwise!" and since then only lurk on that forum. They're known for being d!ckheads anyway.

This is a twofer. For my sophomore year of high school, my mom and i moved to new jersey to be closer to her family. I ended up in a tiny little high school that only had a couple hundred students across 9th to 12th, and fell in with, close knit group of older kids that had literally known each other their entire lives.

For months we regaled each other with crazy tales of partying and being phucked up, and the group always looked at mine like i was a least a little bit full of $hit as i recounted multiple instances of downing 100+ hits of liquid LSD. Spending the day in school tripping without anyone being aware.

Not a common substance out there, though everyone except my girlfriend had tried it at least once, their experiences were far from coherent in memory, so how could i remember so vividly?

After 9 months of looking, i finally found some, right in time for prom (which none of us were attending) bought 15 hits, intending that my GF and 5 friends would each get two, and i would take the remaining three. No one else wanted more than 1....and everyone was rather concerned when they saw me eat the remainder.

About 30 minutes after everyone dosed, we realized we had no weed, and we would have to drive 20 minutes each way to pick some up. Time was not on our side. Pete drew the short straw....he was already not the best driver, or best with direction in a clear frame of mind, so i volunteered to play navigator and babysitter, my girlfriend having never dosed of course wanted to stay with me.

What should have been a 20 minute drive to get to our buddies house, took an hour. Things were starting to "shimmer" but i was still good, pete and my GF....were devolving quickly. I drag them to the door, we obtain our quest item, and get back in the car.

Now here's the part that most people do not believe.

Pete starts the car, and pulls up about 30 feet to a red light. As were sitting there, a car pulls up beside us....i look over and see the passenger of that car is in FULL CLOWN MAKEUP. White face paint, embellished red frown, ronald mcdonald red wig, and a shiny red nose.

I pull pete's little camcorder out of the glove box, start recording and I direct the others to take a gander, and they freak out. They think they've lost it, they think it's not real, and they're being loud about it, windows rolled down.

As the light turns green, the clown looks over at our car, gives a little wave and honks his squeaky nose as his car pulls away.

Absolutely PERFECT. Could not have planned anything better than that random occurrence. Pete and my GF are in hysterics, i'm dying laughing as they both just keep repeating "what the p***k, what the p***k, what the p***k" It took a good 10 minutes for me to convince them that that was absolutely real, and everything is fine.

It takes us another hour to get home, by which time everyone is trashed. Pete's just keeps muttering about "the clown. how did it find us" my GF is an incoherent mess of giggles, i'm totally fine, enjoying the visuals but still fully in control of my mental faculties. I recount the story of the clown to the others, and absolutely none of them believe it. "oh wow, you're really phucked up, are you guys ok?" I show them the video and they lose it. "WTF WTF are we being watched? Why would that happen?? That's not normal, not now WTF WTF WTF"

I find all of this hilarious. Despite having taking literally 9x as much, i spend the next 18 hours playing responsible guide....we spend the entire time passing around pete's cheap little camcorder, documenting everything (as we usually did) ending up going through half a dozen tapes before everyone came down.

Next day i'm recounting the entire night in vivid detail, with evidence to back it all up. No one in the group questioned the validity of my stories after that, but instead almost no one believe the clown incident took place.

Not really all that interesting, but I used to have a shetland terrier. Very sweet dog. I took him for a walk in a not so great neighborhood that I was living in at the time. He paused over a beer bottle on the side of the pavement and peed directly into the mouth of the bottle. Filled it halfway up. I was so impressed, but nobody believes me.

I was about 8 or 9. Had bought my mother a keychain for Mother's Day that was her initial - a big leather S. Well, I lost it and freaked out. Suddenly, I decided to just sit on the steps and calm down which is an odd thing for me to do. As I did that, a flash of a thought came to me, so I went and looked under the living room couch and there it was. I've tried that with other things over the years but it never happened again.

Oh this is a fun one. I was renting a room at a friend's house in Albuquerque NM. My bed faced a window to a fenced back yard. One night I woke up and saw something staring at me through the window. Yep, typical alien head, shoulders up. We stared at each other for a few minutes and I just put the covers over my head. It didn't scare me, but it just gave me kind of a feeling I can't describe. Kind of like "Ok, that was weird" but I knew it was real.

Strangely, there was a cat that slept with me every night. He was a cool old kitty and we just bonded. It didn't happen until after he died.

The next day I went to check out the back yard. Fenced, full of junk and a dried bush under the window. I heard no sound and at that time, I slept hard but suddenly woke up. So whatever it was made no noise.

I got food poisoning from cat food.

I went to work on a Monday morning and felt like death warmed over after about an hour or so. I headed home to lay down for a while and by the time I finished my 30 minute commute, I was ready to start praying at the porcelain altar. I could not for the life of me figure out why I was so nauseous and couldn't keep my food down.

I had gone out to for dinner the night before, but it's a restaurant that I frequent and the food tasted fine. Then remembered that morning I was feeding my cat and when I opened his food it was rancid and basically exploded in my face. It was the nastiest smell I have ever come across and immediately threw it out. However, when it popped I think I got a drop of the nastiness in my mouth.

To this day I'm convinced that it was the rancid cat food that gave me food poisoning. It took 2 days for me to be back on my feet and everyone at work thought it was just a 2 day hangover and not food poisoning.

When I was in high school I went to first period band which was one of the few classrooms in the building that didn't have a TV. I told them that two airplanes had hit the world trade center, and i was brushed off and we went on with class. When we went to second period the coverage was on every TV in the building. That teacher still remembers me because they found out about it from me.

I used to work as a dishwasher in a rather popular fancy restaurant (on the haunted building tour) in the city I live in. The doors to the kitchen where two really heavy wooden doors that opened like saloon doors, they were heavy enough that to open them the servers would often lean on them to get them to move. I was working after the restaurant had closed on a particularly busy night (lots of dishes to finish), The only other person left was the front of house manager who was sitting in the office calculating the nights earnings on a computer (Could see him through a little window sitting at the desk). The Weird thing that happened was that the doors to the kitchen swung open as if someone had come in and then gone back out, but I could clearly see the guy still sitting at the desk when I looked up to see who had come in. All the doors and windows to the restaurant area were closed and locked so it was not the wind (which couldn't have moved them anyway even if it was). No body believed me.

One time I saw an intelligent comment on Bored Panda.

I didn't flush that kotex down the toilet.