What is the most creepy/unnerving experience that’s ever happened to you? (Serious)

Long story short, we were driving a 25-year-old old car down a mountain road in a thunderstorm when WE PASSED OURSELVES going in the opposite direction.

The chances of someone having that exact model car with the same mismatched door are as close to zero as you can get. We couldn’t immediately turn around because it was a winding mountain road in horrible weather conditions, but we did so as quickly as possible, then sped back up the mountain looking for the other car.

We never found it, so I can only assume it was actually us from another timeline. I’ll elaborate if you’re curious.

My dad once kicked a play ball high up in the air and it never came down. We were in a parking lot of a high school and he said “hey boys! Watch this!” And drop-kicked a ball up in the air. It sailed straight up, and up, and up, getting smaller and smaller, and it literally never came down. It disappeared. We never played with it again.

When I was about 12 or 13, my best friend and I used to ride our bikes to a dollar store in a closeby shopping center. I remember I was kneeling on the ground looking at the cheap makeup and this man just comes up and stands next me, feet slightly spread apart, with his hands on his hips and crotch at my eye level. I look up and noticed that he’s wearing white football pants (of the transparent variety) and a red t-shirt. His shirt was tucked into his pants in the front so that you could clearly see every outline of his junk. I was confused and uncomfortable so I just grabbed my friend and we left the store and rode our bikes home.Years later, being a true crime junkie, I realize now that this man was a pedophile and he likely went on to do worse things than this. I wish I would have told one of the employees when it happened. I’m very fortunate that this is the most disturbing thing I have ever experienced.

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Waking up in the middle of the night to tornado sirens, then having the power go out before you can turn on the TV or computer to check the weather and see where it is. It was around 5AM and a tornado had ripped through my town and did tons of damage. Luckily nobody died.

I fell asleep on the sofa and my other half headed upstairs. I woke up to an eerie feeling, and I saw blurs of people (no shadows, nothing solid) around my head and felt really claustrophobic/struggled to breathe properly (I don’t have a fear of small spaces).
Asked my other half in the morning if he’d been down to check on me/go to the toilet in the night. Nope.

He later admitted to having felt the house have an odd feel at times. Neither of us believe in that sort of thing but there are times where we can’t shake it.