As The Raven Dreams Podcast - Glitch In The Matrix Stories Ep. 044 - 18 True Glitch Stories

Episode Date: April 30, 2023

Welcome to 44th Glitch In The Matrix Stories Collection! Today we have some stories that will make you question reality itself, submitted and posted by everyday people. Today we have stories about Time jumps, disappearing objects, and other strange glitchy phenomena ➤ Want your story featured? Go to https://www.astheravendreams.com/Submit ➤ Want to know where to follow me on the internet? Go to https://www.astheravendreams.com/the-nevermore for all my links! ➤ You can also get EARLY ACCESS By joining my Patreon! https://patreon.com/astheravendreams Thank you to the Authors that have stories in todays Video... CurtInIT, Status-Blueberry3690, Jay S, Marissa M,Lala, Jaem, Pete Jay, Infinite_Cranberry_1, Misty, AJ20202020, Mike DeSpain , mrbird077, Anakina, FiveDubs02, GauntletScars, TheDeformedPotato, QX23, TimTheTank ➤ All stories within are used w/ Either direct permission from the author- or under some level of CC license (where noted) True Stories are not verified, and should all be considered 'supposedly true'. And Remember; You are loved, you are important, and you are valid. Never let anyone tell you otherwise. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/astheravendreams/message Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/astheravendreams/support Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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and share. It was a pretty normal day. I was bored out of my mind from ringing people up, taking money, cleaning the front of the store. I'm not going to say that I liked the job. It was just kind of a paycheck to me, so I didn't really pay much attention to the customers or what they looked like. We started to get busy in the late afternoon, as we always did, and I was ringing up an older woman that was very polite and talkative. I'm not very sociable. Plus, like I said, I didn't like the job, so I was keeping the small talk... Well, small.

She asked how I was doing, and I told her I was fine. I commented on her scarf because it was a really pretty shade of blue, and she thanked me. She mentioned some of the deals, just things like that. and standard grocery store cash register conversation. I got through her items and I told her her total, and I even remember the exact number that she owed. It was $35 and $72 and altogether. She handed me a $20, a 10, a 5, and a 1.

So all of the common denominations of cash. I gave her her change and she told me to have a blessed day. I ring up the next guy in line. It was a pretty quick transaction as it was a co-worker and he was just buying stuff for his lunch. He made a comment about how busy we were and that was that. Then, when I finished with him, I looked up at the next person in my line and, much to my surprise,

it was that same old lady from before. I grinned and asked her if she had forgotten a few things from earlier, and she kind of just stared at it. me and asked what I meant. I made a comment about how she had been in earlier and she said that she had only been there for about half an hour and shopping, and that she hadn't come up to the front at all in that time. I then laughed and just mentioned that there was another lady that looked just like her, and that she honestly could have been her twin. Same coat, scarf, everything. She remarked that that was pretty crazy since she had made the scarf.

herself by hand, so it was one of a kind. We made similar small talk, and I just took it as, oh, it was two people that looked the same, and moved on. It wasn't really a huge deal at the time. After I rang up all of her items, I looked at the screen to tell her her total. $35 and 72. I laughed and told the lady that that was the same total the other lady had had, and she'd had different items. She laughed and said that it was really crazy.

She then told me to have a blessed day and we moved on. Now, that all in and of itself is weird, but it got weirder. About two hours later, we had slowed down, but we're still fairly busy, and I looked up to greet the next customer in line. And, sure enough, it was the same old lady. same face, same coat, same bright blue scarf. This time I didn't say anything to her about looking like the other two. I kind of thought that maybe she was pranking me or something,

so I figured I would make small talk and see if she cracked. I told her that I really liked her scarf. She thanked me, and I then asked her if she had made it. She said that she did, and even started in on how complicated it was to knit the scarf. the whole thing, because the pattern that she'd had was a bit off. I nodded and kept the small talk going, and at the end of wringing her items up, I didn't even look at the screen at all.

I turned toward her, and I decided that I would just make a joke about how, without looking at the total, I could tell her that she owed $35.72. She glanced behind me at the screen and laughed, asking how I did that. I laughed, but then looked and was blown away at the fact that I was correct. It was at that point that I decided that this wasn't a prank, and that something in reality had broken. I told her that she was the third lady with the same blue scarf to come through with the exact same total over the last few hours.

She laughed at me and thought that I was joking. I could tell that she didn't think I was being serious, so I'd just let it go. I took her money and then, as if on script, she walked away and told me to have a blessed day. I tried to make sense of it all, but the more that I tried to rationalize it, the more confused I became. I even asked one of my co-workers if they had noticed it, but they just looked at me as if I was crazy. I still don't know what caused this glitch in the Matrix or what it all means, but I know that it was the weirdest experience of my time at that store. And it's something that I'll honestly never forget. Sometimes the world around us can be stranger than we think.

And I guess sometimes the Matrix runs out of characters and just has to double up. Long time listener, first time submitter. I lead a fairly normal life, and I've never really had anything too paranormal or unexplainable go on in my life, except for this one time. or, well, technically two times, but we'll get there. I will try to be as vivid as I can, but the details are a bit hazy because this was a pretty long time ago, specifically back in kindergarten. My kindergarten class had a fairly static daily schedule. We would come in, sit down on the carpet with the teacher,

and we would use songs that we'd had burned into our skull to go over the days of the week and months of the year. Sometimes we would go over other basic stuff like counting or the alphabet, but for the most part it was those two things. And then we would get the lesson for the day. Those two things hardly took us maybe ten minutes of our three-hour class. My kindergarten was divided into morning and afternoon classes, and I was in the afternoon class. So, needless to say, it was hardly a time-consuming part of the day. The bus ride also wasn't particularly long.

If I had to guess, I would say it was maybe 10 or 15 minutes. So, also not a very time-consuming thing. The reason why I'm dwelling on that time so much is that, well, my glitch has to do with it. One day, that as far as I could tell, went off without a hitch, like any other, had a sudden odd occurrence that has followed me my entire life. I got on the bus. It brought me to school. We went in and started our days of the week, refresher, when suddenly, the teacher looked up at the clock and said,

Oh, look at that, it's time to leave. Yeah, a point in time that, given basic math, couldn't have been much later than maybe noon. Was suddenly 3 p.m. That's the weirdest part to me. It wasn't like I blinked and suddenly we were. were at the end of the lesson. The clock just all of the sudden happened to be at 3 p.m. at a moment that made no sense whatsoever.

No one even seemed to notice it. The teacher was completely casual about it all, as if this was totally normal. None of the other students in my class looked confused, and none of the older kids that we would ride the bus home with, including my sister, seemed to be saying anything. For all I could tell, Time had just skipped three entire hours, and I was the only one who realized anything was wrong. Now, by itself, that would be a weird and mildly freaky story.

But remember how I said I had technically two stories. And that's because this exact same thing happened again later in the school year. And I mean the exact same thing. I got on the bus It took me to school We started our day And the teacher randomly looked at the clock And said class was over

Nobody seemed to notice that anything was happening at all I was now even more confused Than I had been the first time And yet, I have no memory of ever telling anyone Or asking them about it I just sort of kept it to myself I don't know though Maybe I did tell someone and they just

I just thought I was crazy or had a weird dream, but I know that this was not a dream. I've tried at multiple points in my life to rationalize it all, but nothing seems to make sense. At first I thought maybe the bus ride had just taken longer than it needed to, but not only would anyone, even a five-year-old, notice when a 15-minute ride was taking three hours, but also anything that could have reasonably stopped it for that long, like a car wreck or blocking the road, would have also been noticed by me and the other kid's writing. The teacher could not have taken that long to get through our days and months, because again a five-year-old would notice when a ten-minute task would take three hours.

The only other explanation that I can possibly come up with is that it was daylight savings. But that's only a one-hour jump, and it also happens at 2 a.m., not 12. 12 p.m. The only explanation that really makes any sense to me is that, well, it was some kind of glitch in the Matrix. I don't know. Maybe there's some detail that I'm missing, but it really doesn't seem like there's anything else that would make sense. But anyways, that's my story, and I hope that you enjoyed it. I've been an avid listener and reader of glitch stories for quite a while, and I've always enjoyed them.

and thought that they were entertaining, if not kind of terrifying. And, as most people say, I honestly never thought that I would have anything like this happened to me. That is, until it did. And when it did, I was both excited and confused. This story or glitch has two parts. So bear with me as I explain the weird stuff that happened. And if I miss any details, I do apologize.

So, this whole story happened about two weeks ago. On Monday night, I had had a bit of a rough night's sleep, and when I did finally fall asleep, I ended up sleeping through my first alarm, and didn't wake up until my, hey, you're late, alarm went off. By the time I finally woke up, I looked over at the clock, and it was 6.33. I needed to be at work by 7, and, based in my normal room, routine, and how long it was going to take me to get there, there was absolutely zero way that I was going to make it to the office on time. I jumped out of bed, did what I needed to do as best as I could with the little time that I had, and I dialed my boss to let him know that I was

going to be a bit late because I overslept. He told me that that was fine because he had actually done the same thing, so it wasn't a huge deal. I hung up and I drove quick. quickly, though safely, and no faster than the speed limit, to the office. I pulled into my normal parking spot, grabbed my bag, and then grabbed my phone. As I grabbed my phone, I hit the screen and it lit up, which showed the time, and I had to pause. Right there, on the screen of my phone, the time showed that it was 6.40 a.m. When I woke up, it was 6.33. I know this because I looked at it. my phone when I got up, I panicked when I saw the time.

When I called my boss, and this is in my recent calls, it was 6.38 a.m. There is no way that I made it to the office within two minutes of calling him, and there is no way that I could have made the drive to the office, a drive that takes almost 30 minutes every other day, within seven minutes of me waking up. I have no idea how I beat time on my way to the office, however, I managed to do so. I ended up just accepting that something in the universe gave me the ability to make that drive at the speed of light. I moved on to get into the office and gets to my desk. This is where the second part of the story happened, at the office.

I was still a bit shaken up by the whole getting to the office and record time thing, but I figured that there had to be some kind of logical explanation or something that I was missing. Or otherwise, it was just something that happened that I needed to ignore and not even think about. I walked into the office, and I sat at my desk and got all my stuff set up, when my boss walks out of his office and says, I thought you were going to be late. I just kind of laughed it off and said that I thought I was too, but said that I had managed to get everything sorted and get there on time.

I should add here that, at no point in this conversation, did I actually look up at my manager? I just knew it was him by his voice and the way he spoke. I was busy setting up my workstation for the day. I knew that he was standing where he was because he was in my peripheral vision, and the blur that was in the side of my vision was the right height and size to be my boss. after that really short back and forth, he walked away toward the main lobby, I'm assuming to go upstairs and get coffee.

After I got my desk all organized and ready for the day, I decided that I would head upstairs and get some coffee myself, and maybe something to eat really quick. I walked out of the wing of the building and into the main area, and who do I see walking in the front door, but my boss? Now, one could say that he just walked out to his car or something and came back in, and that's why he was coming back. But my manager is a motorcycle rider, and he always walks into the building in his gear. Helmet, knee guards, etc., and just takes them off in his office.

When he walked into the building, he was wearing his gear like he had just gotten there from riding. As soon as he saw me, he pulled his helmet off and said, Hey, I thought you were going to be late. I was confused for multiple reasons. How was it possible that he was just getting to the office when I had spoken to him earlier? He didn't have enough time to get his gear back on and then leave and come back between when I spoke to him at my desk and this moment when I saw him walking in.

I kind of just said, yeah, but I made it on time. Weren't you just in here? He said no and that he had just gotten there and motioned toward his writing gear. I just sort of nodded and said okay and moved on. Honestly, this whole morning was so incredibly weird. But there wasn't anything else other than these two events that happened. I don't know what exactly happened, if this was a timeline thing or whatever, but it was so bizarre. I really don't have any sort of logical explanation for any of them.

it. Other than, I guess, my boss could have been playing a prank on me, but then why? There was nothing to gain from it. And he's not exactly a comedian. In fact, he's a bit of a stickler. In the end, these are really the only two strange glitch-like occurrences that I have ever experienced, and to have them both on the same morning was downright weird. surgellate, power for 12 minutes. We'd say

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dollar. Veye to pay some responsible, A few weeks ago, I was walking to the store, lost in thought, and enjoying the sunny afternoon. When I got to a crosswalk and had to pause so that I could cross. The light changed to cross. I looked up to walk and was genuinely surprised when I saw a person walking toward me that looked eerily familiar.

It was me. Or at least someone that looked just like me. They had the same clothes. hairstyle and they even kind of held themselves the same way as me when they walked. It was kind of like I was standing there and staring at a living mirror. I was shocked, obviously, as I watched my doppelganger approach me. My heart was racing as fast as my mind was, this was kind of surreal. Like I know that there's only so many ways a person can look, but this person was a spitting image of me.

as they walked past me, I waved at them. They just kind of glanced up at me and smiled, like they wanted to acknowledge that I was there, but not really give me the time of day. At first, I just accepted that they were going the opposite direction of me, but then I decided that, at the risk of being a creep, I was going to follow them, and at least introduce myself.

Maybe this was just some random person, that looked just like me and we could be best friends or something. I really don't know what I was thinking, or if I was even thinking, but I genuinely felt compelled to go say hi. They were walking at a good pace, and I didn't want to be an absolute creep, so I stuck back a little ways. They entered a small store just ahead of me, and when I got to it and entered,

I fully expected to just see them near the front of the store. but they were gone. It wasn't exactly a large store. It was a small convenience store with a few aisles, and I'm sure that I looked crazy walking around the aisles looking for a person that seemingly didn't exist. There was absolutely no sign of my doppelganger. It was as if they seriously just completely vanished, into thin air.

Confused and a bit rattled, I walked up to the front and asked, the clerk if they saw someone that entered just before I did that looked like me. And he told me that no one had been in the store for a while before I got there. So not only had they disappeared for me, the clerk didn't see anyone even enter. And he said hello to me when I walked in, so he seemed to be an attentive person. How could this person, a person that looked like they could be my identical twin, and simply disappear.

Was it a glitch in the Matrix or just a coincidence? I'm serious when I say that this person was like a mirror. We had the same jacket, same hair color, and face. Literally everything was the same. I've spent way too many hours of my life trying to make sense of this encounter, but I'm still no closer to understanding what happened. To this day, the memory of that strange encounter seriously haunts me. I can't help but wonder if I'll ever meet my doppelganger again,

or if they're out there somewhere, living a life that's parallel to mine. I experience deja vu fairly, regularly, and have my entire life. It's always the textbook experience of doing something and then the feeling of having done it already. Nothing crazy other than the phenomenon itself. There's another one, or technically two, that stand apart and still puzzle me to this day.

I'm the creative and web director where I work, and I have two other guys in the office with me. I'm sitting at my desk working and I get overwhelmed with that feeling of deja vu, except I'm hyper aware that what I'm feeling is about to happen, rather than has happened. I stand up, look at the other two guys and say, The phone is about to ring, and Scott is going to come ask if I got it. As soon as I finished saying this, the phone rang. Their eyes get as big as anime characters and their jaws dropped two floors below us. I picked the phone up, was asked to come downstairs for something,

and then, right on cue, Scott opens the door and asked if I got the call. My co-workers had a scared sense of excitement and asked what just happened. I explained that it was like deja vu, but somehow different. We talk about it for a little bit more, and then I head downstairs. I'm standing there, talking with our warehouse lead, Carter, and I get the same feeling. I tell him that the lights in the bathroom are about to go out on Keith, and he's going to yell like a girl. Again, as soon as I said it, it happened. Carter chuckled and asked what I did.

I tell him nothing. I just somehow knew that it was going to happen. His face changed to his sour look and he just walked away saying, What the hell, bro? I've since been asked for winning lottery numbers at least a hundred times. It's never once been funny. And while I fully expected something I'll never be. be able to explain, I'm always going to wonder what allowed those wires to be crossed

that day to show me things ahead of time. More so, why such insignificant things? It hasn't happened since, but as weird as it felt, I hope that it does. I have a terrifying and weird story that happened to me about a month ago that I would like to share and see if anyone has any insight into what exactly it was. In my opinion, it felt like some kind of premonition, or like I was peering into an alternate timeline. But honestly, I'm not sure.

This was about a month ago, so in February, it was a Saturday, and I was driving to my sister's house for my nephew's birthday party. She lives about an hour away in a part of the state that's a bit less urban. and more suburban. It's a bit of a pain to get there from here, but obviously I do it for them because they're family. There is one section of the drive that has a highway-like road. The speed limits are close to highway level,

but there's a section where the road merges into another road, and because of this there's a stoplight. I hate this light, because you can be going 55 to 60, and then have to stop quickly because, because the light isn't fully visible from a way's back. And they have yet to install one of those blinking, be prepared to stop signs on this merger yet.

Anyways, I was pulling up to the lights, and it turned yellow. So I quickly came to a stop and waited. While I sat there, I looked over and saw a bird of some sort. I don't remember what kind, I just remember that I saw it, and it made me smile. But that's around when things got rid of some sort. really weird. That smile was the last action I remember being able to control, which I know sounds really weird, but here's how it went. I smiled at the bird, which was normal, and then the light turned green. I swear my body went into a weird autopilot mode, my foot switched over to

the gas pedal, and I gripped the steering wheel, but it was like I wasn't doing it. I was just sitting there, staring forward, smiling, and thinking about the bird. It was as if my body was doing the motions for me. If I had to put a word to it, it was like the feeling you get when you're under sleep paralysis, aware that things are happening, but unable to break free to do anything about it. Like, I was just thinking in my mind that I couldn't move,

but my body was moving. Then it got worse. I was sitting there thinking, why can't I move? Well, my body was driving the car for me, and then I noticed that the car was drifting to the right, which was in the direction of a guardrail at best, a bunch of trees in a small ravine at worst. I knew that this was happening,

but I was still just smiling and gripping the wheel, unable to do anything about it. I kept drifting and drifting until my car went past the guardrail and got air as it fell straight into the ravine. At the exact moment that the car would have smashed into the trees, I was able to consciously close my eyes. When I opened them back up, I was sitting at the red light waiting for it to turn green,

and smiling at the bird. At this point, however, I had full control of my body and was fully aware of the whole situation. I shook my head a bit, rubbed my eyes, took a drink of water, and just kind of tried to piece together what that was. So, I guess that leaves me with the question. What the hell was that? Was this some kind of peek into an alternate timeline?

Like, did I witness something happen to a me in a different reality? Was this some sort of premonition? Or some kind of waking dream or something? I will say that I am a healthy individual, and I've been checked for numerous things and so far nothing major, so I don't think it's an illness or disease that's messing with my brain. Plus, this was the only thing to ever happen. So I really don't think it's me, but what it is, I genuinely have no idea. Hi, I just joined this sub and this is my first post.

I'm currently living in Taiwan, so the currency that we use here is NTD, which for those that don't know, is the new Taiwan dollar. This info will be important later on in the text. So, this has got to be the strangest moment in my life that I have ever experienced. Almost a year ago, I went cycling to get some shaved ice after visiting the doctor. I clearly remember after paying the medical fees, my wallet was. left with just one 50 ntd coin. I stuffed my wallet in the small side pocket vertically in my backpack and off to get shaved ice. It's delicious, by the way.

After ordering the ice, while waiting for the ice, I went to get my wallet to get the money. This is when things get weird. When I opened the small side pocket of my backpack, a 50 ntd coin rolled out. Naturally, I thought it was the only 50 NTD coin in my wallet, so I grabbed my wallet and checked. To my surprise, the 50 coin was still in my wallet. So now I have two 50 NTD coins. And I shut my wallet immediately and decided to use the 50 coin to pay for the ice. I hold a coin in my hand while waiting for the ice to be made, and then I started to feel a strange feeling.

It felt like I was out of place and had forgotten why I was standing there. Then, the shaved ice maker told me that the ice is done. I realized that I need to pay for the ice, and I remembered that I had the coin in my hand. However, when I checked both of my palms, it can't be found. And it was also not on the floor. It just disappeared.

I then used the 50 NTD coin, in my wallet to pay for the ice. While eating the ice, I felt so confused and was trying to understand what it just happened. What I think happened, it was when I stuffed my wallet into the small pocket of my backpack, two realities were created. One where the coin was in the wallet, while the other were the coin rolled out of the wallet. Somehow these two realities overlapped, for some unknown reason, but they then detached after that.

If it's true, I'm really curious as to why such a thing happened all of a sudden. So this happened in the early 2000s. It went on over a few years. The incidents varied, but two particular events stand out in my mind. The first one, I was going to the grocery store to pick up a few things that I needed, milk, bread, and some frozen vegetables. I put my groceries on the counter to pay, and the cashier said, well, hello again, forgot a few things, huh?

I was confused, as it was the only time I had been in the store. Uh, no, this is all I need, I said. You were here just a few seconds ago, she said, so I thought you must have forgot to get these. I laughed because it was such a weird thing to say. No, I wasn't here about. before now, I said, but then I became curious. There had been several times over the years that people had come up to me like they knew me, and said hello, people that I had never seen before.

I always thought that it was just someone who looked similar and passed it off. This time was different, though. The other me had left seconds before I arrived. I asked, did the other lady look a lot like me? She looked exactly like you, the cashier said. Same clothes, hair, eyes. Her voice trailed off and she looked at me strangely. Are you sure you didn't forget something and come back?

I again told her no, laughed a bit and grabbed my bags. Later that week, me and a friend decided to spend the day going to yard sales in different neighborhoods. It was hot out and there wasn't much else to do. People sold their old stuff at a day. a good price, and we could sometimes find great deals. We decided to venture off to some nicer areas. The people in these areas tend to sell nicer items than average. So, we drove far away from our neighborhood to a newer neighborhood that neither of us had been to before. It had big houses, and we soon found someone with a sign up for a yard sale. There's one, I told my friend,

and we stopped at in front of the house. The plastic sign sticking out of the grass indicated that the yard sale was in the backyard. So we opened the back gate and went into the yard. My friend went first and quickly found something at the other end of the yard that caught her eye. I dallyed slowly looking at the things closer to the gate. The homeowner was at a small table in the middle of the yard.

She seemed to be staring at me a lot, and it was making me uncomfortable. I ignored it and continued to look at a white bathroom sink that was in great condition. I was thinking of redoing my basement bathroom and tried to gauge whether the sink would fit into the counter. The lady having the sale came up and said, Well, hello, so did you decide you wanted it after all? I looked at her not understanding. Well, I just saw it and was thinking it might fit into my bathroom.

"'You came back, though,' she said. "'You said you were thinking about it before, "'so I thought you must have decided to take it.' "'I was stunned. "'This was happening again?' "'I actually just got here. "'I wasn't here before,' I said. "'She looked bewildered.

"'You were here about half an hour ago,' she said. "'You were looking at that sink, just like you are now. "'We talked and you said that you wanted to think about it.' She frowned and said, It was you. You had the same clothes on? And then her voice trailed off. Hmm, I said,

No, I just came with my friend over there, pointing at my friend. Was I alone the first time? Yeah, you were, she said. I just shook my head and mumbled. It must be someone that looked like me. I then grabbed my friend and said, Let's go. I felt creeped out.

I just wanted to process what had just happened. I told my friend about the other me, and she and I could not figure it out. It's strange to have someone that looks so much like you, but it is beyond strange when that person goes exactly where you do just before you get there, and that person is wearing the same clothes. What does it mean? Well, I have no idea, but apparently there is another me

out there. Hey, Raven. Firstly, your channel is awesome, and I find myself listening to your stories on YouTube religiously, especially the glitch stories, so here's mine. As an aside, I want to say thank you, Mike. I do appreciate that.

This happened back in 2003, just a few months before my daughter was born. My grandmother lived in this very secluded part of Pennsylvania, near a place called ringing rocks. The area is just odd, so to speak, especially at night. My mom had an I-Rock Camaro at the time, which succumbed to mechanical issues, unfortunately.

After sitting for a couple of years down on my grandmother's property, my mom asked me and my girlfriend at the time, my daughter's mother, to go grab a couple of things out of the car, as well as the license plate from the car. We were always up late, so we decided to make the trip down at around 1.30 in the morning. Once we got there, being that she lived in the woods, it was absolutely pitch black, short of one random light that barely worked, on the opposite side of the property. Being that it was so dark out, leaving the car running with the lights on wasn't the best idea, since I didn't want to startle or wake my grandmother from her sleep. Using this cheap light that I randomly found in this poor excuse of a roadside emergency kit, I began to grab a few small things that I needed from inside the car. Finishing that up, I moved to the trunk, rummaged through to get what other things I needed,

closed the hatch, and then was on to the license plate. My grandmother's house always messed me up at night because of how unsettling the place is in the dark. Even now, as a 38-year-old man who carries a firearm religiously, I still go into Wimp mode down there. As I'm removing the license plate, I turned to my then-girlfriend to see if she could hold the light for me, since the screws were rusty,

and I needed to put a little work into removing them. She got out of the car and started walking down. towards me, which, where she was, was only about 50 to 60 feet away, not too far at all. It was summer, so naturally it was warm outside, especially with how the humidity is here. As I turned back from asking for help, I got this unbelievably strong sense of discomfort, as if something was glaring at me. Clishay, I know. I just so happened to catch a glimpse of something in my peripherals,

so I turned to my grandmother's back porch, and I about fell out. Standing there was my grandmother, in this white 1920s or 1930s-style nightgown. My grandmother had this crazy long white hair, in which she always tied up in one way or another. But when I saw her, her hair was down in really, really straight. She just stood there. She didn't move, she didn't say anything, and it looked as if she was floating just a couple of inches from the ground. Everything was still and so quiet.

Quiet enough that you could, in Mike's words, hear a tick fart. I blinked and she was gone. I looked at my then-girlfriend and she was still sitting in the car. I asked her what she was doing and she asked what I asked. meant. I said that I needed her help and asked her to hold the light. I asked her why she sat back down and she said that she had never gotten up and that that was the first time I'd asked her. I looked at the time and almost 20 minutes had passed from the time that I asked her the first time for help until the second time I'd asked. I practically ripped the license plate off

of that car, grabbed the few things that I got from inside the car, jumped in her car, and I sped away from my grandmother's house. She obviously knew that something was wrong because she said I had absolutely no complexion in my face, and I was shaking. I proceeded to tell her, and at first she didn't believe me. But after showing her the text messages I had sent to my brother at the time, and put the pieces together, she equally seemed unsettled, because when we realized that the 20-minute difference in time that I experienced, which put us at my grandmother's house for almost 45 minutes in total,

was twice as long as her phone and conclusion was, which only came to us being there for about 20 to 25 minutes. I still get chills about it. I truly haven't had a single clue as to what happened, or why I saw her like that, but my ex didn't see her. I asked my grandmother why she was outside and she looked at me like I was crazy. And, well, I don't blame her for saying that. Because I absolutely felt that way. Unfortunately, my grandmother passed on New Year's Eve in 2017, so it's something that I'll always wonder about.

Does anyone have any idea and what it might have been? It really seems like it was a spooky and paranormal glitch to me. Hey Raven, this just happened to me earlier today, March 28, 2023. I was visiting a store that I visit around three to four times a week easily, sometimes more. As you can imagine, I've come to know most of the staff there pretty well, as I am such a regular. Anyway, I was standing at the checkout, closest one to the exit, and the same checkout that I always go to as they normally only have. have one, this one, that is manned at a time unless it's super busy.

This typically doesn't occur during the times that I normally visit, because I often go in just before closing time, as that is what my work schedule allows. Anyways, since COVID, as I'm sure most stores and checkouts in the world have, they have those big plastic screens in the fronts to help with social distancing. I barely notice them anymore, but two days ago I visited the store, same checkout, and one of the staff members I deal with a lot was trying to get some mark off of the plastic screen in front of her. We exchanged pleasantries,

and I noticed what she was doing, so just casually said something in passing like, oh, you poor thing, what is that? She laughed and said that she didn't know and then joked about how she's a neat freak, and how it's been bothering her all day. so she was trying to get it off now that it was homeless closing time and had slowed down. We had another chuckle, talked a few minutes more, completed the transaction and I was on my way.

I didn't think anything of it until today when I went to the same checkout out of habit, and something looked a bit different. I didn't even realize right away that it was the screen, but something looked like it was missing and the cashier, another kid that I know well, was standing in between this checkout and the other one behind him. So I thought maybe some computer or something is broken on this one, and instinctively started heading towards the next checkout for him to assist me there.

He waved me back over to the first one, which is the one that we usually use and we exchanged pleasantries as normal. I was looking around trying to figure out what was different, and it finally hit me that the screen was no longer there. So I was like, oh, didn't there used to be a screen here? He laughed and said, Yes, there was one, but a customer punched it in. I was like, oh my God, that's insane.

Why? He said something like, oh, he wasn't too happy about something, I guess. And I just said, oh, wow, I hope everyone's okay. better he punched the screen than the employee, though, I guess. He then went on to say, Yeah, that's true. I wasn't there when it happened, but, oh, I heard about it. We went on to talk a bit more about safety protocol

and how people can be crazy and stuff, and then go on with our transaction. And I say, well, I hope they fix it soon if it'll keep you guys safer. At which point he says, Yeah, well, I don't know. They just never fixed it, I guess. This happened back somewhere in January, and we're still waiting, so... At this point, I was just like...

Wait, what? So, not like in the last two days or something? He said, no, it's been like this for almost two months now. I just sort of froze, because I remembered my interaction with the other employee two days ago while she was trying to clean the screen. and today that checkout legit looked so different without the screen that my instinct was to assume that something was broken

and to go to the next checkout before I even noticed what was missing. So it is definitely the first time I'm seeing it like that in at least three to four years since COVID happened, and they were first installed. And I know that I didn't just imagine that whole interaction with the other employees. It was definitely there two days ago. Like, it's such a random and mundane thing to draw your attention to start with, and I wouldn't have even noticed it probably if she hadn't been trying to clean it two days ago

when that conversation took place. I know most of these people on a first-name basis. I know that it's such a weird and small thing, but it's bothering me so much that I thought I would share it here. I was driving home one night and randomly saw a bright light floating in the road. It was in the middle of the road and as I approached it, it seemed to be glitchy and pixelated. There were no other cars, so I slowed down as I approached it, but as soon as I got close to it, it seemingly vanished. When I say, vanished, I mean it was there and then it just wasn't. I didn't blink or anything, it just up and disappeared.

I stopped on the side of the road and just stared at where it was for several moments. But nothing else seemed to be happening. I really don't know what it was. But it seemed like a terror in reality that fixed itself as I approached. I think it was a glitch of some sort, but what do you think? Hi, Raven. My husband and I are... big fans of your channel and often listen to your stories in the car. I have a glitch story from

January of 2020. My husband's older brother died suddenly and we made the two-hour drive to their hometown in northwest Pennsylvania for the calling hours. I usually drive, but it was dark, rainy, and he knew the way much better, so he did the driving this time. We got into town a little early so we drove down the road past the funeral home to kill some time. He wanted to see which places from his youth were still in business. It wasn't too long before it got to be time to turn around and make our way to meet back up with his family members. He was driving and I was scrolling on my phone mindlessly when something made me look up. At that moment, my husband exclaimed,

What? And suddenly a dark night. SUV with no driver and a smashed front end, came driving across the road perpendicular to us across four lanes of traffic right in front of us. Literally a split second later it would have hit us. I saw as it crossed the road and drove up onto a curb, into a field or yard, and then it sort of disappeared. We were shaken up, and could not figure out how it had crossed in front like that, or where it had come from.

There was no crashing sound. It was like it materialized in front of us and then just drifted into oblivion. No other vehicles seemed to have been affected or even noticed. At the funeral home, we waited to hear sirens but heard nothing. We asked his nephew who had also come that way if he'd passed an accident and he said no. There was nothing. For days afterwards, my husband checked the Lord. local news for Erie, and there was no mention of this seemingly awful crash on a main

throughfare. We have no idea how this happened. How did the car get hit from the front? Why was there no driver? And why did nobody else seem to see this? We still talk about it to this day. I've experienced many glitches, and this one is one of the more mysterious. Hi.

I've thought about it. sending this narrative in a few times. I've even gotten around to typing it out before deleting it. I guess the reason is that people will say, oh, that's explainable by such and such. But my experience is not. And I don't think it will ever be explained to my satisfaction. I live in a house shared with two other guys.

We all get along and respect each other's space and work time. We all have to get to work at different times, and we evolved a way to share this single bathroom and kitchen space so that we don't get in each other's way. My routine during the week is pretty constant. Alexa wakes me up at 700, and I switch on the TV to check a couple of news stations. I check my analog wall clock in the times on the TV news, so I head to the bathroom at 715, shave, and shower. and then dress and grab a coffee. I head out by 755 to get to public transport. On this day, I was awoken at 0,700 by Alexa as normal,

and turned on the news to check the headlines. Everything was normal, as far as normal goes nowadays in this crazy world. At 715, as per the TV and wall clock, I headed to the bathroom and went inside. It was at that point that I realized that my shaver was on charge in my room. I walked back to my room and grabbed it, and then went to the bathroom, which was locked. My flatmate had taken my spot, and I was a little more than annoyed. I banged on the door, and he opened it.

He apologized, but said he thought that I had already gone as it was already $7.50. I protested, but went back to my room and said, Alexa, what's the time? But before she could even answer, I glanced at the walk-clock and saw that it was now 7.53. Then Alexa agreed. It was 753. Somehow, between leaving my room at 7.15, returning to get my shaver and walking back to the bathroom, I had lost around 30-plus minutes.

I hadn't stopped, and hadn't been. distracted by anything. I knew exactly where my shaver was, where I always charge it, and had not needed to search for it. It was a straight, walk in the door, turn right, pick up shaver, walk out of door, maneuver. And so, for the usual disclaimers, I don't use illegal drugs, don't drink during the work week, and I don't have any mental or physical problems. But is this a glitch?

I don't know, but it sure is hell. is weird, and none of the explanations that have been suggested by my flatmates or friends seem to encompass my experience. This is so weird because it has now happened twice, in two different cars. I purchased nail polish, along with a few other items, and put them in the back seat of my car. No bag. When I got home, I emptied the car. A few days later, I could not find the nail polish. so I assumed that I forgot it in the car.

I go to the car and specifically check the back seat. Nothing there. I then thought maybe I left it on the counter at the store. Then two days later I get in my car and look in the back seat. Lo and behold, my nail polish is right there in plain sight. There's no way that I would have overlooked it when I specifically looked for it in the exact same location. months later, I find my house key.

I usually get into my house via the garage door opener. When I was helping my dad move, I was using his car, so I put my house key on a single key chain, so that I could have access to my house without the garage door opener. I used my dad's car for a month, using this key daily. Then I gave the car back to my dad. I got home, in my car, and I used the garage. garage to get in. That's when I realized I left my house key in his car. I go back and search his car for my key and it's nowhere. I look in the cup holders, glove box, under the seats, everywhere.

My husband then searched the whole car as well. It just wasn't there. For the past year, I have been driving my dad's car weekly to take him places. He no longer drives, but he keeps his car so that I can drive him around, because his walker doesn't fit in my car. A year later, there is my house key, right on the floor mat of the driver's side seat, plain as day, not hidden or under the mats just right there as if it had been there all year long. This happened 12 years ago when I was 19 years old. I lived with my then boyfriend and his parents. The house used to belong to musicians before they bought it, so they had added this large bonus room near the kitchen for use for band practice.

This room was turned into our bedroom. The rest of the bedrooms were down the hall on the other side of the house. Well, one day my boyfriend and I had just pulled in to realize his parents weren't home. My boyfriend went to our bedroom and I went down the hall to the bathroom to touch up my makeup. Since this was all I was doing in there, I decided to leave the door wide open. As I was doing my makeup, I saw my boyfriend, shirtless, walked down the hallway in my peripheral vision. Curious as to why, I looked down the hall, but he wasn't there. In fact, the doors down the hall were closed, and I didn't hear them open or close.

So I went and opened his parents' bedroom door to see that it's dark, and no one was there. Then I opened the guest bedroom door and it was also dark with nobody in there. At this point, I was creeped out. I know what I had just seen. So I went up the hall through the living room and kitchen to our bedroom to find my boyfriend in there. And he was wearing his shirt. I asked him if he had went down the hall just a minute ago and he told me no, and that he'd been in our bedroom the entire time.

So did I see a ghost? Or did my boyfriend from another reality glitch into our hallway and then glitch back? This happened in December of 2021, when I was visiting my parents for Christmas in Paris. I traveled from North Carolina, so there's like a six-hour time difference. My parents and I were staying in an old hotel for one night in a town that I don't remember the name of. It was very, very small, just two beds and a bathroom. In the middle of the night, I woke up to the sound of my name being whispered over and over again. It was my nickname.

Think like John from Jonathan, not my real name. And my boyfriend is the one who calls me by it the most. At the time, I was laying on my side facing the wall with my back to my parents' bed. I opened my eyes and at first dismissed it to be the sound of my parents breathing or a dream that I might have come out of. But I kept hearing it, like it never stopped, even after I was fully awake. So I jumped up, and I looked over my shoulder and it stopped. I just saw my parents sleeping and I could hear them breathing, which did not sound like the whispers that I heard. creeped out, I just laid back down and tried to ignore what had happened.

Five seconds later, my phone that is charging on the small desk at the wall adjacent to the bed starts ringing very loudly. And now that I think about it, I always put my ringer on silent. I get a crap ton of notifications and I think that's weird that I didn't hear anything other than this call. But anyways, I see it's my boyfriend. boyfriend calling me and I was kind of annoyed because he knows about the time difference, but I answered it in case it was an emergency. Long story short, he said that he was returning my calls.

He received two FaceTime calls from me about a minute prior, but couldn't answer since he was showing his friend something on his phone. I checked my outgoing calls, and sure enough, I had tried FaceTiming him twice. It still gives me chills, and neither my boyfriend nor I have an explanation for it. At the same moment that I woke up hearing my nickname being whispered, my boyfriend was getting FaceTime calls from me. I wonder what he would have seen if he had answered. Last night, my twin and I went to our favorite taco place.

She ate her entire dinner on the way back to my place, and I saved mine until I got home. When I got there, I asked the gal if she could give me some green sauce. She asked me if I wanted the one with seeds or without, and I told her I wanted both. She handed me a small white bag with one small cup of both types, right? We get back to the house, and my twin goes to hang out in my room to video chat some friends, whilst I'm in the living room, working and eating my pork belly tacos. I put the two green sauce and the pinwheels they gave me to the side.

I ate two tacos with no sauce and wrapped up the third for later. My twin sister eventually has to leave, and she does. At no point does she come anywhere near my food. My workday progresses, and I decide that I want to eat those pinwheels. They're kind of like chips, I guess. I opened the bag and I grab the green sauce without seeds and eat the entire bag of pinwheels with the seedless sauce. And then I throw the bag, the empty sauce cup, and the lid away.

A few hours after that, I would even eat the third taco that I got. I never touched the spicier, seedy sauce, even though I love green sauce. I was just looking for the mild sauce from my pinwheels, right? Well, I left the other sauce on my desk last night, thinking I'll find something to use it for for tomorrow, so that it doesn't go to waste. This morning, I was waking up, I leaned over to get something off of my desk,

and I touched something wet. The totally closed sauce that was on my desk all night, literally millimeters from where I sleep alone in my own home, somehow no longer has a lid. The woman gave it to me with a lid. I brought it home with a lid. I removed it from the bag with a lid. When I went to sleep with a mere five hours before I woke up, it had a lid on it.

So, uh, where's the lid? About three months ago, I went to pick up Chinese food at a place that my husband and I go very often. I paid using my debit card and then stopped at the same gas station I always do on my way home to throw $20 into the tank. When I went inside, I didn't recognize the clerk but didn't think about this until later. I only really noticed that it wasn't one of the same five employees that I always talked to, because of the weird interaction that I'd had. I went to pay with the same debit card, and it declined. Weird, there wasn't a funding problem.

I went to check my phone to see if my bank had texted me about the charges for some reason, only to find that instead of having service, my phone displayed the SOS where 5G usually would be. I've never had that happen before. Very confused, I tried to use one of my credit cards, issued from a different bank. Declined. Now embarrassed, I found some cash and told the cash. year what pump that I was on. There was no one else at the gas station, and I walked back to my car,

pulled out the pump, and tried to start pumping gas. To no avail. The pump wasn't clearing from the previous transaction. My phone was still saying SOS, and the hairs in the back of my neck started sticking up. The street around the gas station, which should have been somewhat busy for a Saturday evening, was completely dead. I was utterly confused and felt disoriented. After pressing all three types of gas and the clear button several times, I went back inside and asked the clerk if there was something wrong with the pump. They looked at me as if they had never seen or spoken to me

and asked which pump I was on. On the second trip, I was able to get it to work, but drove away with the strangest feeling. My phone only started working when I got back to my house, and there has never been any problems with my cell service or bank cards since. I know that it seems really mundane, but I cannot shake the feeling that I left reality or left this timeline for 30 minutes. So that was this week's collection of Glitch in the Matrix Stories on the As The Raven Dreams podcast. I hope you enjoyed this collection of glitchy goodness. If you did, and would like to listen to more of this,

you can always check out the other episodes to the podcast, or support the channel further by actually going to my YouTube channel and checking out my videos. Just go to YouTube and search As the Raven Dreams. You can also go to Astherraven Dreams.com, or lots of other good stuff. Ways to get early access, read stories that I've written, submit your own story, and things like that. All that said, friends, thank you very much for listening. I do hope to see you in two weeks on the next Glitch in the Matrix episode.

But until then, sleep well.