As The Raven Dreams Podcast - Glitch In The Matrix Stories Ep. 103 | ATRD Podcast

Episode Date: September 15, 2025

Welcome to 103rd Glitch In The Matrix Stories Collection! Today we have 16 stories that will make you question reality itself, submitted and posted by everyday people. Today we have stories about disappearing objects, strange happenings, time skips and quantum immortality. If you enjoyed this episode, be sure to like or rate the podcast, and leave me a comment with your thoughts if the platform your own supports it! I upload episodes every 3 days, so there are 2 days between new uploads. The podcast consists of new scary story collections, Glitch in the matrix collections, and also what I call the "Dark Dreams" collections (which are older stories, remastered and layered with rain sounds). If you have a story to submit, would like to find where to listen to the podcast, or want to find me on social media platforms, all of that info can be found at https://www.astheravendreams.com You can also send stories into my subreddit (r/theravensdream) or email them to me at [e-mail] Want to check out some ATRD Podcast Merch? ➤ https://teechip.com/stores/astheravendreams Or for signed merch ➤ https://ko-fi.com/AsTheRavenDreams I wrote a novel, "The Insomniac's Experiment" by Raven Adams! Check it out on amazon (Or you can email me for a signed copy!) Join Patreon to get early access and support the Podcast! ➤ https://www.patreon.com/AsTheRavenDreams Check out my gaming channel with my pal Ghost_Ink ➤ @superNefariousBros On YouTube Thank you to all of the authors that have stories in todays episode... Kaley Nicholson, VanillaTheMarshmallowBear, Its 2007 Somewhere, Amy Sadler, Milla Åman Kyyrö, LuluBelle, Ryley, Jackie, RaceCarChick, Sherri M. Barclift, Clippy, Naps_And_Crimes, Alanya Butler , bdndbdndbdt, ActingUpAgain As Well As Any Author That Has Requested Anonymity. TimeStamps… Ad breaks after Story 1 & Story 7 1 ➤ 1:41 2 ➤ 8:03 3 ➤ 12:34 4 ➤ 16:50 5 ➤ 20:12 6 ➤ 22:22 7 ➤ 29:56 8 ➤ 36:57 9 ➤ 39:50 10 ➤ 41:59 11 ➤ 45:31 12 ➤ 48:49 13 ➤ 51:04 14 ➤ 53:25 15 ➤ 55:27 16 ➤ 56:17 ----- Disclaimer ➤ Episodes include a content warning for language and sensitive/disturbing content. Listener discretion is always advised. ALL Audio and visuals on this podcast are copyright of AS THE RAVEN DREAMS / RAVEN ADAMS and may not be duplicated, in any format. Bless This Mess. None of my audio is AI Generated, I am a real person reading real stories into a real microphone. #ScaryStories #UnexplainedMysteries #GlitchInTheMatrix Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Hey there, friends. Just wanted to pop in and say hi, do a little short intro as I like to do. And yeah, don't really have much to talk about today. Just a busy working on content for the rest of the month and the middle to end of next month. If you follow my YouTube channel at all, you know that it's going to be a busy month over there. You guys will all get the content as well. It just is a little behind. Yeah.

I guess I'll just mention my live stream. I live stream on Saturdays over on YouTube. YouTube.com slash has the Raven Dreams. Same channel name as my podcast here. We've been playing a game called The Classrooms, actually. It's kind of a mix between the backrooms and SCP. It's kind of fun. It's been a good time.

I have been jump-scared a lot, and it's actually been enjoyable and kind of silly. So if you have time on Saturday night, 6 p.m. Central Standard Time. I will be live over there playing classrooms this upcoming Saturday. And then next Saturday, I believe, is actually what we do is community night last Saturday of the month, which is I played jackbox games with whoever shows up. So it's a fun time.

Again, that's Saturday, 6 p.m. Central Time. Over on YouTube, same name, as the Raven Dreams. Can't even say my own channel name. As the Raven Dreams. Just check it out over there. If you have time. If not, well, enjoy the podcast. I'll see you again here very soon.

Much love and enjoy the glitch stories today. Hi, Raven. I'm Kaylee. I'm from a small town on the very east coast of Canada. And have been a long-time listener of your podcast. Thank you. I travel a lot for work, which requires me to drive for hours daily, so your calm demeanor and spooky stories keep me entertained for hours and hours.

So thank you for that. And again, thank you. I've always personally loved the glitch stories but never had anything to really contribute, although I do have a good number of paranormal ones from my childhood that I may write in at another time. The glitch that I write into you today happened just a couple of days ago. My husband and I love to be in our yard, and I love the garden. We have four eight-foot garden beds with cattle cages rounded over the center of the four of them to make a walkway and also an arch for my plants to grow up onto.

We just added that arch this year to our garden and have been very excited to buy flowering plants and vegetables to climb up the arches. The first thing I knew I wanted was a Climatus, as they're known for beautiful blooms and will climb. I took my kids to the garden center and bought four plants, one for each of the base of each garden bed to climb up and over our archway. When we got home, I had planted all four of them and fertilized them.

I still have the tags from all four plants that I took off of them when I took them out of their respective nursery pots prior to putting them in the ground. I have a job that I work from home and usually, on my lunch break or my 15 minutes break, I'll go out to the garden and water the plants. That is, until this Friday pass when I went out to water my garden and the Clomatis is gone. I mean, physically dug up out of the garden bed without a trace. Even all the roots have disappeared. I thought my husband or my dad were playing a joke on me, and I had asked them about it, but they did not touch my plant. Sure, it's possible a deer or a small animal could have gotten into my garden,

but they wouldn't uproot an entire plant that stood at almost two foot tall and take every root with it without a single trace of any dirt, roots, or peatons, or peasant. pieces of the plant itself. I have no idea where my plants went, but if someone in this universe could return my climatus, I'd really appreciate that. Well, fast forward to the next day. My husband and I both loved an ice-cold pop at supper. I loved Diet Coke, only in cans.

He prefers Pepsi. One day early last week, my husband had mentioned that he ran out of Pepsi and asked that I grab him some the next time I'm at the grocery store. I said okay, put it on my list and told him he could have one of mine in the meantime, instead of having to run to a store right then and there. He had one, we ate supper, went to bed, both went to our respective jobs the next morning, only to realize after work that I did not have a chance to get to the grocery store, so he has to drink another of my pops. No big deal to me, but he much more. He much more, prefers Pepsi. The following day while at the store, I've remembered to grab Pepsi for him,

but I grabbed a case of the smaller cans that come in six-packs as we were leaving that weekend to take our family on a trip out of the province. When we're out of town, we have a neighbor's stay at our home with our pets, and we give her free reign of the fridge and freezer while we're gone. She usually doesn't have much, but she will occasionally drink a Pepsi, a diet Pepsi, or any juice that we have in the fridge. We came home a couple of days later and realized there was no more Pepsi left and just thought that possibly our sitter had drank them,

so I told him I would pick some more up for him today. We did some gardening around the yard, played outside with our kids, and then I came into the house to get changed to head to the grocery store. I remember being very thirsty as it was a warm day outside, and I opened the fridge, pulled open the drawer that we keep our soda, in and see three cans of Diet Coke and one bottle of water.

It's a long flat drawer and there was nothing else in there as I purposely leaned down to look and see how many I had left so I could pick some more up while I was at the store and all that was there was three Diet Coke's and one bottle of water. I took a big drink, went to my room and got changed only for my husband to walk past me opening a can of pop, as I could hear the sound that the can makes. when you open it. I yelled out that I was going to the grocery store now to get him some pop, and he said, I thought you went already.

I told him no, that I had come in and had a drink, and that I was getting ready to go, but had not left yet. He then asked me where the pop and the fridge came from. I told him it was mine, that I was going now to get more, and he said that there was a bunch of Pepsi in the fridge. I said there were no Pepsi's in the fridge. just checked five minutes ago, but he was standing there drinking a nice cold can of Pepsi. I was shocked. I'm 100% certain there was none left in the fridge,

and even my husband said that there was none all day, and he thought I had gone already. I checked with my sitter, thinking maybe she possibly felt bad and just returned what she drank, and she said that she hadn't drank any of the Pepsi while she was there, nor did she return any. I called my parents and my in-laws and asked if they left Pepsi at the house, to which they replied they had not. Nobody else was in my house. I have a security system and checked, and nobody came or left my home beside my sitter.

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the voice that we love that am. Hi, Raven. This is something that happened to me when I was younger, and I decided to send it into you to read. I love your narration style.

Well, thank you. This is not nearly as weird or frightening as other stories you've read, but still unsettling to me. One night, when I was a late teen or early 20-something, I went to visit a new guy that I had just started dating. I was invited over to meet and have dinner with his parents whom he lived with. I was surprised when he gave me the address, to see that they lived way out in the woods.

Like, the last half-mile to their house was a really rough and rocky dirt road, and they were probably two miles from their nearest neighbor and maybe five miles from the nearest town. The car I owned and drove to their place that night had a crappy radio with a broken knob on it. The knob had just broken off one night, and I'd been pushing in the remaining lever to turn the radio, and I would twist it to turn the volume up or down. It was an old car, old radio, and I was a broke-ass student at the time, and I couldn't afford anything better. I had just started dating this new guy,

and I don't think he'd ever been in my car yet, so he didn't know that my radio was broken. This is important to the story. Since I lived in a suburb near a major city, I was always used to locking my car doors. It was an absolute habit. So even though they lived way out in the woods, I still locked my car when I pulled up to their house.

just simply out of habit. I went in, met his parents, we all had dinner, and then he and I sat around and listened to music for a couple of hours before I decided to head back home. At no point were we alone. His parents were either with us

or in the next room over from us with the door open and no one else was there. As I leave, I unlock my car, get into it, wave goodbye to them and start heading back down the dirt road. Somewhere on that dirt road, I went to turn on my radio, the one with the broken knob. To my surprise, there was a knob there, totally different from the one that broke off a month or so earlier. It was much bigger and wider.

The initial one had a dime circumference, while this one had a quarter-sized. I was shocked and fiddled around with the knob in the dark to try and figure out what in the world was going on. It was then that I noticed that not only was the knob different, but the entire radio was different. The first one just had two buttons, I believe. One for power and one for scanning the stations. There might have been another one for AMFM, but I can't be sure. And it had a green glow on the display. But this one had a white display and a bunch of buttons, the kind that allow you to preset your favorite station and change between them just by pushing a button.

How was this possible? My car had absolutely been locked. I remember locking and unlocking it. And no one out there even knew that my stereo knob was broken. We'd all been inside the whole evening. When I got home, I called my boyfriend and asked him if he happened to give me. a new stereo and he said no. I then made him ask his parents,

since I'm sure he thought I was a weirdo, but then he confirmed that nobody in their house had put a new radio in my car. So what are the odds that somebody is hiking deep into their woods within those three to four hours and just happened to have a car stereo with them, then figured out how to Jimmy my car lock,

uninstalled the old stereo, installed the new one, and then locked my car back up and disappeared into the nights. I'm guessing, the odds are infantismally small. Hello, Raven. You've not heard from me before, but I sincerely doubt you won't hear from me again. I discovered your YouTube channel a few months ago, and I'd had a blast listening to your stories while I game. Nevertheless, it's reminded me of a couple of glitches. per se, of my own. I'm not well-versed on this sort of topic yet,

and I'm a goody two-shoes Christian voice, so I'm not certain I entirely buy into the simulation theory. But either way, these experiences are truly, at least in my opinion, unexplainable. This one occurred about ten years ago as of the writing of this, when I was but a wee lad. I had a bad dream, not really a nightmare, because I don't consider bad dreams to be nightmares

unless they make me wake up in a panic, which this one did not. But in my dream I was in a dark place, very cramped and square, almost as if I was under a desk in a very cramped office, except that there was like some rusty sheet of metal, like the kind that wobbles with the funny sound, it was blocking the front opening.

I was kneeling to be able to fit there. I didn't recognize the place at all. All I knew was that I was hiding from something. The metal sheet had some holes in it from the rust, and I remember hoping the sheet wouldn't fall, but then it began moving to the left, as if being pulled by something. I knew it would be bad if I let it open all the way up,

so with both hands, I grabbed on to both sides of the sheet of metal, using just my grip strength to try to pull it back into place from the edge. given there was nothing to increase my grip since it was a metal sheet. And I was too scared to poke my fingers through the rusted holes because something might pull at me and, well, rust, tetanus. So I was frantically pulling the metal sheet back, but my hands kept slipping and I had to keep grabbing onto the side of the sheet. I could feel something staring at me through the holes in the sheet, but I wasn't brave enough to turn to look. Before I knew it, I had woken up, and this dream had pretty much faded into the recesses of my mind.

I know that none of this sounds like a glitch, but the glitch actually happened about a year later, and all of this exposition was needed because, after about a year, a very well-known indie horror game released, five nights at Freddy's sister location. On the second level, night two, imagine my shock when I was playing a let's play of the game when almost detail for detail, a one-to-one recreation of my bad dream from about a year ago at the time showed up. Well, in 2D, but nevertheless the same.

Hiding under the desk, the metal sheet in front, the holes, the sheet opening, the player needing to keep their mouse tracking the side of the sheet because if they just clicked and kept the mouse still, the sheet would slip out from under it gradually toward the left. The eyes of the bitty-babs staring at you through the holes, almost everything was one-to-one to my dream. I legitimately have no idea what to call this.

And if you know what this would be called, please let me know, because I vividly remember pausing the gameplay to call out what happens after. And what I called out did happen after. The sheet of metal sliding gradually. So I know this was not just a deja vu. I believe they're called prophetic dreams, which are a glitch in my opinion.

Anyway, thank you for reading my story and for making all of our days a little brighter. You could not believe how much I appreciate it. I might share some more glitches that happened to me at a later date, some more recent ones. In my hometown, there's a tattoo and piercing parlor that's been around for quite a long time. I've purchased jewelry from them on many occasions, and I even had a piercing done there once.

Long story short, I know the place, and have been going there for years. Now, here's where the weird parts begin. A few years back, I was with a friend and wanted to stop there really quick to buy some new jewelry. I drove out to where it was, but it wasn't the other. there. I drove up and down the shopping strip several times just to make sure that I wasn't losing

my mind. No sign of it. So I looked it up on Apple Maps. To my relief, this place did indeed still exist, but it was somehow not located where I remembered it always being. Weirder still, it's only a few streets down. Also, in a strip mall, but a totally different one. I actually got lost trying to find it, and when we did, I had absolutely no memory of it ever being there. I distinctly remember the day that we went there, too. They had just pierced my nose, and I had a very frightening experience with vasovagal syncope, which has unfortunately remained quite memorable. Fast forward two-ish years.

I'd been to this place numerous times during that. time. I, as of quite recently, no longer live in my hometown and I was only there visiting for the one day. I decided to go to the piercing shop because I wanted a new nose ring, and they do their jewelry in a way that has to be unscrewed and changed with professional tools. Weird for some, but convenient for me, because I don't have to worry about it falling out. Anyway, I digress. I drove out to where I had finally learned it was, the new location, which was a bright green colored strip mall building in an inconvenient parking lot right on the side of the road.

I parked, and I got out of the car before I realized the store wasn't freaking there. I did a triple take, and when I still didn't see it, I drove up and down the strip mall several times before parking and searching Apple Maps for the location of the store. Once again, I did find it. find it, but it was once more in a completely different spot from the first and second locations that I remember. Even better, it's in the freaking building facing the original place that I remember.

Yes, I'm sure it's not the same building. I've lived in that town pretty much my whole life, and we were talking about three places within a few streets of one another by the beach. I don't even know what to think anymore. Maybe one day I'll wait. up to find my nose unpierced because the shop never actually existed, or something. Such strange, silly, inconvenient things that the Matrix does sometimes. Okay, so this happened to me and my friend Jordan today. Hi Jordan, I know you're watching this as soon as you find out that my story is in a video. Hello, Jordan.

So Jordan and myself went to the mall in August 2nd, 2025 for my birthday. My intuition was kind of on point here because it told me to sit in a certain area of the mall at 2.22 p.m. In front of the vans, Zumi's, Hot Topic, and Bath and Body Works. My intuition initially thought that we'd run into someone famous, although I don't think we did, although we did see an awful lot of lookalikes. The day prior to today I saw a Judi-on look-alike, and at the mall I saw a Jack Black look-a-looker.

alike, Trisha Patis look-alike, and a few more lookalikes that I can't remember off the top of my head. But a cashier at the store looked like some guy that I almost dated in high school but didn't. I'm over 15 hours away from where I went to high school, so seeing him down here would be weird and creepy. Regardless, this isn't about that. It's about something else. So while I was sitting on the bench, trying not to irritate my asthma again,

and my friend was on the other end of the mall shopping in our local earthbound store. It's a witchy store for those who are unaware. I noticed that multiple people passed by me twice, in the same direction, doing the exact same thing they were doing the first time. Sure, maybe they were just passing by again, but why were multiple people passing by doing the exact same thing they were the first time? I don't think I was in a time loop because the time didn't stand still or loop around. Trust, I was looking.

Regardless, this was weird, and I even brought it up to Jordan when she eventually came back. And again, hi Jordan. Good morning, Raven. This just happened this morning within the last hour. I had to share this with you. As you may recall from an email exchange we had when I purchased your book, I have several stories to share, but have never taken the time to type them out, as I truly strive to live in the space now in the flow and trust with life.

I've had so many strange experiences in my life that often do but don't always make sense. This one impacted both my husband and myself, and therefore, I'm not having this event by myself. Within the last two and a half months, we've had a lot of changes. as we've been living in both Conway, Arkansas, and a small town in southeast Missouri, two weeks at each place. This was a decision we made to bring me closer to my work as I do work remotely, but also support a large territory in North Arkansas for my work with the bank. Another major event is that we lost our beloved dog of 14 plus years. It was her time, but it's been hard. Sorry for your loss.

and we knew that the travel back and forth every two weeks would have been very hard on our elder dog, and she knew it was her time. We found peace in knowing she's without her physical form. The last trip to Conway had some strange events itself, and I often said that I felt like we were in the twilight zone. One example is that we were walking on a neighborhood road and saw an evergreen tree, and halfway up it extended a new limb with oak leaves. as in an entirely new tree growing from the original evergreen tree.

Not a tree side by side that grew beside it, but actually halfway up the tree. New limbs grew out of it and became a huge oak tree. We took some photos, but it's really hard to see due to the brush in the tree. But it's there and it's huge. I've never seen a tree create a new species of tree from itself. Just a side note of the anomalies that have been happening in my weird world. So, this story essentially started because I was visiting our niece one day while in Arkansas.

She owns a tea shop, and she happened to have a juicer there that day, and she made me a fresh watermelon juice when I was there. It was so good that I decided I needed to order a juicer for myself. It was during Mercury Retrograde, and I don't like to order electronics during this cycle, but I thought, it's a juicer. What's the worst that could happen? So I ordered it from Amazon, and double-checked everything, but sure enough, I didn't update the address, and it was sent to Arkansas instead of Missouri. I was so frustrated by this since the place that we stay in Arkansas is a large apartment complex, and while it has secure mailboxes,

I got a notification that it was left on the doorstep. We weren't planning to be back there for another 10 days. I was so frustrated by my mistake on the address delivery. I texted my niece and she was able to go there and pick it up for us. Thankfully, so it was not sitting on the porch indefinitely. During this trip, the one we just got back from, we had our home alarm go off due to our motion sensor going off in the kitchen, of our home in Missouri.

The police came to the house, checked it out, and saw nothing to cause the alarm. No signs of someone trying to break in. We have our home in Missouri set up for a motion inside the house, and it was high enough to not be triggered by our dog walking when she was alive, so this was not something on the ground that triggered it. The next day we had a family member come by the house. She has an access code to get in as our doors and alarms are electronic and do not require physical keys.

We saw her walk in on the camera, in the living room, and we talked to her through the camera, and she confirmed that everything looked fine. Nothing was amiss or out of place. She came back Thursday, today's Sunday, to clean the house as she does every couple of weeks. and I saw her when she arrived on the camera as well. She just had her cleaning supplies and did her thing and then left a couple of hours later.

This morning is when the free juicer appeared. My husband went to pick up some breakfast for us, and I went to fill the curing with water using a picture that I keep under the cabinet, and when I opened the cabinet, there was a juicer just sitting there. Not the same one as I left in Arkansas, This is a different brand, model, style, etc. My immediate thought was, how did this get there? Did Nicole, a family member, leave it there for us to use?

I had no recollection of telling her about wanting to get one or having bought one. In fact, my husband and I were talking about getting one for our home here so we could keep making juices, as taking it back and forth would be too much of a hassle with everything else we have to do. during these two-week trips. When my husband got home, I had it sitting on the counter and I asked him about it, if he knew where it came from. He was as surprised and perplexed as I was.

So I immediately texted Nicole and said to him, if she didn't leave this with us, then I'm not going to know what to think. Sure enough, she texted me back and she did not leave it with us. She does not have one to share with us. She didn't see it on the counter and she doesn't go into the counters typically when she's cleaning unless she's putting dishes away. But since we left our home pretty clean when we left for our trip, there were no dishes on the counter to begin with.

But the juicer was in the cupboard that is not typically used for anything, other than those types of odds and ends. So we now have a free juicer that we cannot understand where it came from. We have no other family members with key codes to get into our home. We only have that one weird incident where the alarm went off around 2.30 a.m. And the police came out and spent a good amount of time searching the exterior of our house and making sure that nothing was broken into or unsecured. The access point of the alarm trigger was in the kitchen. The sensor indicated movement that was high enough to set it off and yet nothing was taken.

No one was seen in the house on the camera, and now we have a juicer that we never ordered, nor have we ever seen before. I have a photo of the juicer and the weird tree, and I'll share them just because it's so bizarre. Thank you for reading, and eventually I will try to get a couple of these other stories out there. Something completely strange happened to me when I was just six years old

that still baffles and scares me to this very day, and I'm 56 years old now. I still have no answers as to what happened or what exactly what it was that I had experienced. But I can only give you my word of honor that what happened to me is true and it was as real as anything else. I did not imagine it, and it was no dream either. It was about the 70s when the glitch or whatever it was happened. I can't say when in the 70s it happened, but I was. was born in the year 1969 to just give you a better idea of the timeline.

It was when I was six years old. So sometime around 1975. I was living at 69 Cross Street at the time in the quaint small town of Briarfield, a town in the county of Lancashire in the UK. Sandwiched between the towns of Nelson and Burnley. My parents, Ted and Joyce, along with my brother Dennis and my sister Donna, were all going out on a trip. But, sadly, on that very day, I could not go with them.

I had come down with a sudden fever. I mean, quite literally, sudden. I was fine the night that I went to bed previously, and I was fine when I had woken up that morning. Sadly, I can't recall exactly when it came on, the fever, that is. But everything else I can remember to the exact detail. The fever came on out of the blue. There was no real logical reason for it.

The trip could not be called off. Why, I don't know, sorry. All that I do know is that they had to go without me. I remember hating myself for getting so suddenly ill, that the trip would be spoiled because I could not go with the family. It was a bright sunny day, a good day to be going out in. Now, before I get to the strange part about what happened to me, I want to state for the record that what happened was not induced by my sudden fear.

What happened was far too strange to be anything remotely to do with a fever. Also, personally, I do not believe for one moment that what happened to me had anything to do with the fever. Anyway, I remember my mom taking me upstairs to the master bedroom, only that it looked nothing like a master bedroom to me. It wasn't my sister's bedroom because way back then, me, my sister and my brother had to show me. and my brother had to share the same bedroom, as at the time the house that my parents lived in was just a two-bedroomed house only. The bed that my mom had put me in

was a single bed with the window at the back overlooking the backyard. Anyway, my mom closed the curtains. They were white and the sun was bright that day, and that the sunlight came right through the curtains. I was supposed to go to sleep, but the sunlight being so bright was kind of difficult to do so. in my fever estate though I did go to sleep

my mom had kissed me goodbye and she and the rest of my family were out the door I remember hearing the door shut before I had fallen off to sleep the trip out was for a full day remember this please as it will be important for later on only a few moments after everyone had gone I suddenly woke up and my strange and sudden fever was gone I kid you not I was awake and alert.

The bedroom was still the same, and the sunlight was still shining through the curtain. And the bed was still a single bed, as odd as that was. But nothing could prepare me for what happened next. I got up out of the bed and went downstairs into the hallway. The house had one spare room, one living room, and one kitchen. The spare room was the first door on the left, that was still there, but the wallpaper in the hallway had changed from a white pattern to a blue one. and yellow one.

There was a wall clock on the wall, the time read ten past nine in the morning. My parents had left early as the trip that they had gone on was a long one. We had no wall clock on the hallway wall in my reality. I investigated this spare room. It had furniture in it that I did not recognize. I left and checked out the living room, and it was completely different too. There was no fire guard over the open fireplace. This was starting to freak me out.

I left the living room and went into the kitchen, and I did not recognize it at all. Something was wrong, very wrong. I did not like it, and I got this strange and sudden feeling that I had to leave immediately and get back to the bedroom. But as I started to run to the kitchen, back into the hallway,

the wallpaper on the hallway started to dissolve into particles and a strange black metallic-looking wall started to take its place. I did not and could not understand what was happening or why. Everything was starting to shift around me. Every step I took to go upstairs, the stairs started to disappear behind me. I swear that I'm not making any of this up. I ran and got to the bedroom as fast as I could possibly go. That felt like the only real thing of the entire house,

even though the bedroom itself seemed off to me, but it was at least the safest place. I got back into bed and shut my eyes fearing the worst, and the next thing I know, I heard the front door opening and my parents had come back home. But there was just one thing wrong with that. I swear to this very day that not even an hour had passed. The trip was meant to last a whole day.

The sun was still shining through the bed, dream curtains. No one said anything to me, not even to ask if I were okay or not. And everything went on like normal after that. To this very day, I do not know what happened. But one thing I know for sure is a feeling that I can't explain. I felt like whatever had happened was in some strange way, an effort to try and trap me there, wherever there really was. I swear if I had not gotten back to the bedroom just in the nick of time, I would have ended up being caught or trapped in who knows where or when. So what had happened exactly? A possible glitch in the Matrix or something else?

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From Binge All Episodes exclusively on Paramount Plus. Hello Raven. I've listened to your channel for a while now and finally decided to send one in. So the story starts with a quick backstory. In my country, there are two competing grocery stores with very, similar selections. However, they taste and look very different. This is relevant. Their packaging is similar,

but with different colors. Basically, I like these frozen garlic baguettes from the other store better. Their packaging is blue, very distinct looking, while the other store's baguettes are bad, in my opinion, and their packaging is green.

Note here that the blue packaging has two in one bag while the green has only one in the packaging. Now, to the main part. I, at some point, bought two of the green bad baguettes, because that store was closer to my place. And I was going to eat them that night.

However, I forgot them in the freezer due to stuff happening, and they stayed there for weeks. I even remember telling my boyfriend that I needed to eat them, though I didn't like them, because they were taking up space. He was in the kitchen with me one night, and he saw the green baguette, and I joked about them tasting awful, and we moved on. A few days later, I thought we could finally eat them, and when I opened up the freezer, there they were, one bag of two baguettes, and the color blue. I turned to look at my boyfriend, and we both just stood there staring at the packaging.

There weren't two baguettes in green, but a bag with the blue bagu baguette. instead. Same spot where the green ones had been the whole time. I asked my boyfriend, Are you seeing what I'm seeing? He said, yeah. And I took out the baguettes, searched for the green ones to make sure I wasn't going crazy, but they weren't there. Like, there's no way that I could have eaten them, because I would have to turn the oven on to do so. And I hadn't turned it on in weeks, like actually. I saw them in the freezer often because I eat a lot of ice cream and have to look in the freezer to get it.

My boyfriend's not a believer in anything like this, and for him to be so sure as well and refuse to talk about it further is insane. I hope this was entertaining, and please, avoid the number two if you're sensitive to paranormal things. Always get things in ones or threes, but never twos. It seems to be the glitch number in many people's experiences. So, this happened when I was about four years old.

The discussion of Ireland in your chat, I'm watching the live stream right now. Seriously, guys, stop in and say hi. It's so much fun, even if you have no idea what's going on in the game. I'll add a shameless plug here. 6 p.m. Central Time on Saturdays over on YouTube is when I stream. Just so everyone knows. I was in the United Kingdom visiting my sister who was living there at the time. This was my first and last time leaving the States.

So as a child, my reality was more unstable than it is now. What I mean by that is I was the type of child who was constantly shifting dimensions consciously and unconsciously. So initially, we were supposed to stay with my sister and her husband at the time for a month, but our trip got cut short because they were arguing constantly, and my parents didn't want to be around that, and they didn't want me to be around that. So, during those two weeks, my sister promised that her and her husband Jules

would take me to lock Ness to look for Nessie, or at least get a plush of it. Before you get ahead of me, I'd like to say that I didn't see Nessie, so this isn't a cryptid story. But in this timeline, Apparently, and allegedly, according to my parents and my sister, we didn't go to Loch Ness. That's nonsense because we did go to Loch Ness.

And here's how I know that I'm not misremembering it. While this version of them didn't go to Loch Ness with me, there is proof that I did go. I have that plush of Nessie, that I remember picking up from the gift shop in Loch Ness. I'd also like to apologize if this is all over the place as I'd also like to apologize as I'm. I am suffering from a migraine, and also I've been watching you for about a year, so keep on keeping on, spooky family. This happened to me a couple of years ago. I was biking to work as per my usual routine, and I was at a crosswalk waiting to cross

when I heard tires squealing. I was on my phone, but managed to look up in time, to see a red pickup truck run a red light and slam into a black BMW on the driver's side rear panel. The BMW spun violently and nearly flipped into the air. The tire was torn off and thrown into a parking lot hitting a car. The red pickup knocked off his trajectory sped toward the sidewalk slamming into a light post. Thankfully, the three people there managed to flee before the pickup hit them. The impact was so loud and violent,

And there was debris everywhere, and yet, aside from the car alarm from the damaged vehicle in the parking lot, everyone was quiet. I looked around at everyone's stunned faces before my EMT training kicked in. I took a class a few months prior, and while I didn't pursue that as a career, I did value the training that I received. I immediately took out my phone and dialed 911, as I told people to check on the driver, but not. to move them. I relayed everything I saw, as much clear information as I could, to the female operator. When I heard a man shout out that there was a baby in the BMW, I felt my heart twisting up in fear and sadness, but managed to keep my composure, and I looked up to get the street names.

When I looked back for the wreckage, it was gone. There was no car accident or anything. just a regular boring street. The 911 operator must have heard my confused expression. I think I muttered something like, What the f? I explained to her that I must have been mistaken as there was no car accident. She asked if I was okay,

and I told her that, yeah, I guess I was just confused. I apologized, and right before I was going to hang up, the accident happened. Just as I remembered it, every single detail, and probably even more since I saw it fully. The 911 operator must have heard the crash over the phone and asked me if there was a car accident just now. I said yes, and she sent the police immediately. I stayed on the phone with her for a few minutes, as we both tried to figure out what the hell had just happened. We were both very confused as to the situation, and just decided to leave it behind us.

I don't really believe in the supernatural, and I for sure would have just dismissed this as a random fleeting thought if it wasn't for the fact that I had a five-minute call with 911 on my phone. The OP added an edit. I did stick around, and while the mom was pretty beat up, the baby was okay from what I saw when the ambulance took them. The red pickup driver was drunk, as evident of him trying to run and fight people who held him back until the police cuffed him. Hello, Raven. For the longest time, there has not been anything special happening in my life, just performing the routines and getting occasional glimpses to the other side.

This summer, I've been visited by multiple insects in my home. Three different moths, a huge cricket, and the most beautiful bumblebee I had a short interaction with. meeting eye to eye and seeing her beautiful fur glistened in the sun. Also, a hunter spider was hanging out in my bedroom ceiling one morning, but when I was about to take a nap in the afternoon and didn't see her, I asked out loud where do my spidey friend go and fell asleep. And as I woke up, she was on the ceiling again directly above my face. And outdoors, a bunch of white butterflies kept on following me for the second summer

after my bestie passed away. But this summer dragonflies have been present, too. And so, with this unrelated intro, I try to tell that perhaps the small but tangible signs of anything out of the ordinary are the most interesting for me. I had to leave my insect friends behind a week ago as we moved. We needed a safer balcony for our cat. So he now has a fully glazed nice cateo.

And here we are getting familiar. with our new home and surroundings. My friend has given my cats some toys over the years, for example, two big toy rats. I know that there were two identical ones. In the old home, the cat didn't play with them actively, so I threw one away when I packed. Or so I thought. I packed all the toys in the cat's backpack when we moved. In the new home, I took the toy rat out of the back bag and left it on the floor.

Yesterday morning the toy rat was on the balcony and I was delighted. The cat had been playing with it at night. This morning I woke up and saw the toy rat indoors, on the floor near the balcony door. I was again delighted. The cat had been playing again at night. But then I got up from bed and saw that there was a toy rat also on the balcony. So now, again, there are two of them. Although, I'm 99% certain that I threw the other one away.

And even if I didn't throw it away and kept both of them, I've only taken one toy rat out of the backpack. And the backpack is on the top shelf of the wardrobe where the cat can't get to it. Our dear kitty is old and not too agile anymore. Also, never been too clever with opening things. He's just the sweetest, silly little furball. So, the Schrodinger's toy rat surprised me to the core this morning, and in all honesty, these little glitches in the Matrix amaze me every time they happen.

As long as it feels safe and loving, I'm cool with all the unexplainables. Thank you, Raven, and anyone that listens. My husband and I had been married for about a year when this happened on Thanksgiving of 2018. Our big, beautiful, blended family was excited to visit with relatives and eat good food. We had two sets of relatives that wanted us to drop by that day, so we loaded up ourselves and five of our kids. The first stop was 12 miles from where we lived. Nothing crazy happened going to or during our first stop. We then packed up to go to our oldest daughter and her partner's home about 30 miles away.

From our first stop to the second should have taken at least 25 minutes. We driven this particular route dozens of times. We headed out and turned our usual way to the right to go to our next stop. We drove for about five minutes, when we realized we didn't recognize our surroundings. Around the same time, all of the cell phones in the car lost signal. So GPS was not an option. We drove another five minutes, and just as we were about to panic, we saw a sign stating that we were entering a national park that was local to the area.

The cell phones all then resumed working. The thing is, this park was 45 minutes in the opposite direction from where we were going, and only 10 to 15 minutes had gone by. It took us another hour to reroute and get to our oldest daughter for Thanksgiving. To this day, we wondered. if we jumped through an unseen portal, teleported? Honestly, we have no idea. All we can say was that it was a glitch in the Matrix for sure.

All of us experienced it, and all of us were so disoriented, and none of us ever saw or felt anything that defined the exact moment it happened. One minute we were going one way 30 minutes, and the next we were across the county in the opposite direction faster than should have been possible. Thank you for listening, Raven. Okay, so I don't know if this is the right sub, but I had to get it somewhere finally.

So basically, I've been at the same job for eight years and manager for the past five. When I was made manager, I was given the password to the safe that we put the nightly deposits in, and for some reason it felt so familiar. It was the easiest to memorize because I had already known it somehow. It took me a while, but then one day it clicked, and I was sent back to the lunch line in middle school punching in my five-digit code

into the little pad to pay for my lunch. I freaked the hell out, and was like, that's a pretty crazy coincidence, as I didn't set the password to the safe myself. So I just tried to chalk it up to some crazy. crazy coincidence, and told every single employee about it ever since. They all agreed that it was pretty strange. I've told at least 20 employee slash anybody else I might think that would find it interesting

for literal years. Up until about a month ago, we're on a regular old Monday. I went into the office to grab deposits from the safe for my weekly bank run, and my password wasn't working. So I put it in three times until the safe locked from too many bad attempts, and I then had to wait to retry. So I'm super confused, obviously, and I go into my notes tab to where I have the original password given to me when I became manager. Somehow it's a completely different number that I know I never changed. I don't even know how to change it.

But regardless, I give this new one a go and boom, the safe opens with it. So that's all I got. All I know is I haven't been just making this up for like five years. And I damn well never changed that password on the safe or in my phone's notes. Hi, Raven. I love your channel, stories, and the way you read these stories. I'm not sure if my story is a glitch, a soul connection, or what, but here goes my short and weird story. I'm from the beautiful twin island of Trinidad and Tobago.

It's not relevant to the story, but I just wanted to mention my country. When I was 18, many, many moons ago, I'm 52 now, I had my first real boyfriend. Not that puppy love kind of thing we have in our earlier years. I mean the kind where that first kiss is so magical. I'm talking, everyone else around us disappears and we're spinning whilst kissing type of magical. I've never experienced anything like that since then. After being a couple for some months, I started having these weird experiences. I would be at home, and I would hear him call my name.

I'd look out, see no one, and then a few moments later he'd come calling my name. There were times I'd be in the living room, which had a glass-sliding door, and my mother loved those very light see-through curtains, and I would see him come walking up the sideway, and then on to our driveway or cut the path through the yard. But when I would go to the door, he's not there. But sure enough, a few moments later, he would appear, walking along that same path,

wearing the same clothes I saw him in a few moments before. This happened a lot. I know it wasn't him playing pranks on me because, like I said, the curtains were light, and I could see outside very clearly. I've never been able to fully understand or explain it. Weird. Signed, your fan for live, Lulu Bell. Thank you for that.

Hi, Raven. My mom and I just discovered your podcast a few weeks ago, and I wanted to share my short glitch in the Matrix. My dad and I went to play baseball at the field. It was like 20 minutes from my house. There were no storm clouds in sight, but it was still raining. You could probably say the wind pushed the rain, but there were no clouds. So we stopped at a gas station to get a drink.

There were still no clouds, but it was sprinkling. We then went back to the field and still played. It was very weird, but thank you for reading, and this is the only podcast that I listened to. Well, thank you, Riley. Hi Raven. I enjoy your show and my wife and I listen to at least one of your YouTube collections daily. Thank you. We had a small glitch happen and immediately thought of you.

A couple of months ago, our neighbors were evicted from their rental home and had to move quickly. As I came home from work, the wife asked if I could help move some of the bigger pieces of furniture. I had the time, and for once my back was holding up, so I pitched in. They offered to give us some of the furniture, as they wouldn't have the space moving in with family. We kept a short couch to replace an old one the dog's sleep on and a wooden end table. It wasn't until we got the end table into the house, when we noticed a large sticker of a TV services logo pasted on top of the end table. It was about six inches by three inches, and it looked like it had been there for a while.

so removing it without damaging the finish was going to be difficult. We left it in the front room and eventually the knick-knacks and mail piled on it. My mother-in-law is coming to visit us for a few weeks soon, so we've started cleaning up. We decided that the end table will work well in our guest room, so we cleared it off to carry upstairs. But that huge sticker, it's no longer there. We looked around to see if it peeled off on its own, but, couldn't find it. There isn't even any gummy residue that's typically left behind.

Our eyes met and we immediately knew. An obvious glitch. It's the first one that we've had together since listening to your show. So I knew we had to share it. I hope you enjoy this little glitch as much as we did. 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 of 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 for 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.