I have had a few supernatural experiences. On two occasions I had premonitions of a relative and family friend die. One was a dream about my uncle dying. I got a call from my mother after I got home from work telling me my uncle had committed suicide. I had never dreamt of my uncle before that night.

The second one involved a family friend. I was laying in bed one night trying to get my brain to settle down for sleep and I saw this strange image in my mind of a bearded face made up of sparkly but fuzzy dots. The face was growing in size as if it were coming towards me before it dispersed into the darkness. I thought it was odd that the face was familiar. "Hey, that looks like Bill D*****. That's weird." I thought. In the morning I found out Bill, our family friend, had died of a heart attack less than 100 yards from my house at precisely the time I saw his face. The movement towards me was even in the straight line direction between where I was and where he died. Fuck that was mind blowing!

On a different but possibly related note, as a pre-teen kid I saw something that I have never had anyone else make comment on. Back in the summer of 1979, the evening news mentioned there was an unusual ring around the moon that night. My uncle (different uncle from above) and I went outside to see the moon ring. I remember clearly seeing a full moon surrounded by rust-colored rocks with sharply defined crystal faces. The rocks formed a complete ring about 10 times the diameter of moon. The rocks were all about the same size as the moon appeared which would make them quite large. At that age I was big into rock collecting. I remember being astounded by what I was seeing as there were well defined crystal faces on these reddish brown colored rocks of which I could not identify in my rock and geology books. My uncle was also astonished by what he saw, but sadly he does not have even the slightest recollection of the happening. I have scoured the internet for anything that could explain what I saw back in '79, but it seems that there isn't anything to be found. All the moon rings noted on the web are the usual moonbow type rings. The one I saw was definitely rocky. I have always wondered what I saw that night. I really want to know what it was.

I once sat on my patio on a sunny summer day without a cloud in the sky, with my old college buddy. We were talking about God. I prayed and then said out loud. God if youre real, show us. It then started hailing. Still no clouds. We were both freaked the fuck out by that.

Several. The very first one was when I was about 3. I was riding my bike across a busy street (it was the 70s, so of course a 3 year old would be riding their bike around the neighborhood by themself). I didn't check left or right, just went. I heard a pickup truck coming and just pedaled faster. I got across the street and heard screeching brakes, and didn't think anything of it. The driver got out of the truck crying, he thought he had killed me. Someone called my mom who came running, tears down her face. She hugged me and asked me how I made it across the street. I calmly told her "an angel saved me". I had never been to church and didn't know what an angel was.

As I was jumping out, someone reached out and grabbed my hand

It is a known phenomena:

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Third_Man_factor

MU episodes where they talk about it:

https://mysteriousuniverse.org/tag/third-man-effect/

Anyhow, I'm glad you lived.

Depends on if you believe sleep paralysis visions are real or all made in the mind. Entered it 4 times total, first and second time I saw a shadow figure slowly walking towards me, second time I moved my arm without moving it... I could feel it moving around and my fingers clenching but could see my arm was not moving. Last time I heard heard voices that I somehow knew were the voices of dead people talking to me... started off as whispers and ended up violently screaming at me.

To;dr Sleep paralysis is fucking terrifying

When I was 19 years old.

Was hanging out with the wrong group, smoked weed often only. This guy my friend is a Muslim and his friend loved hard core drugs like ice.

Went to his friends house where he was staying they pull out these drugs I refuse them and ask my friend to go outside and smoke weed.

Sitting in the park across the road pulling out the tools to smoke. I felt as if every part of my body had an itch from head to toe. I told him we need to get the fuck out of here.

We jumped in my car and the itch went away as I drove out... I then told him it's gone we might aswell stay now... as we turned back to sit down on the bench in the park. The itch came back but worse as if it was bee stings every inch of my body... I couldn't sit still.

So again jumped in the car and as we drove out of the drive way it went away completely.

The rest of the night I had the worst luck. Lost my wallet, pulled over by cops (found nothing), had a bumper to bumper minor accident.

I got home that night. 1 day later he calls me and tells me lucky we left.... the neighbour next door to his friends apartment which he constantly gets into physical altercations with was murdered that night 15 minutes after we left.

Something was telling me to get out and I like to think its my guardian angel.

Next time I saw him 1 month later I could see this visible palpable hatred in his eyes that someone or something was looking after me and not him. Felt like he wanted to take my life for the sake of it. I never saw him again and never made close friends with a Muslim again.

Once upon a time I was a drug addict. I had gone to Florida for rehab, and was clean for months, and living and working down there. I relapsed one night. I was buying cocaine and the guy had some heroin and gave me a free sample. I tried it, and the next thing I remember is opening my eyes in my truck parked in a parking lot. Away from where I had used the drugs. Next thing I know, I figure without a face, it was blurry and had no distinct features, pulled me out of my car, and I have a few brief moments of recollection where I was taken home in his vehicle. I never told him where I lived, and then I wake up in my bed the next morning. I had no use of my arm. I had fallen asleep in a certain position that had strained all kinds of nerves. I could tell that my arm was asleep right when The figure was pulling me out of my truck, but I thought It was only temporarily asleep like what happens when you lay on it funny.The doctor said they have never seen nerve damage like this except in motorcycle accidents. A part of me thinks that it was not just sleeping in a certain position that messed my arm up that bad. I have no idea how so many nerves in my arm got so messed up just by sleeping in that position. The whole thing is very weird. It took almost a month for me to regain feeling in my arm. They said if I would’ve slept in that position any longer I would’ve probably lost complete use of my arm. The guy who pulled me out is this still the strangest thing to me. It’s a complete mystery. I was so far back in the parking lot, away from all other people and things, there is no way anyone could have known I was there. Also, who’s to say I wasn’t just sleeping? The fact that he immediately just open my door and lifted me out of the truck and brought me home to my bed was the oddest thing to me. It took me hours to try to locate my car the next day. I had a stick shift, and driving without the use of one arm was very hard. I had to prop my useless hand up on the steering wheel while I shifted Just to try to keep the truck going straight. I’ll never forget that night. Been clean for years and years now

So I once saw my neighbor drive in front of my house 4times. Saw him clearly through the car window and recognized his car.

The thing was I lived on a giant loop several miles long so he couldn't have done it without going back in front of me but he didn't. I specifically remember after noticing the third time how impossible it was so I sat and watched clearly to see if it would happen again... And it did

So this guy either had clones or he was a robot or I experienced a conscious time warp.

It was such simple thing but the implications were so profound that I didn't want to think about it. Still really don't. It was so clear and even happened after I was directly consciously observing the fourth time. So how many clones or robots are there? Or why did time warp?