Glitches In The Matrix: Unexplained Cases At Home (Part 3)

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Users of the Reddit website talk about incomprehensible incidents that happened to them at home, at work or while walking on the street.

The term Matrix glitch or Matrix glitch is best suited to explain them. This is if we take it as a condition that we still live in a computer simulation.

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I was 14 years old when the terrorist attack on September 11, 2001 happened. And I will never forget everything that happened to me that day. I live in Europe and when planes crashed into the Twin Towers in New York, it was already here in the afternoon, around 7 pm.

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At that time I was at the bus stop and within an hour I was in my room and watched the news on TV. There was a live broadcast and by that time all four planes had crashed, two crashed into the tower, one in the field, the other into the Pentagon.

And suddenly I saw the line "Breaking News" and there it was reported that the fifth (!) Plane crashed into a building in the United States. And they showed a video there, I remember it clearly, there was a completely different building on the video, not the towers and not the Pentagon. I remember that very well. It was already day in New York at this time, and it had just happened, and it was not the morning news.

I immediately ran downstairs and told my father about the fifth plane, but he looked at me with bewilderment and said that there were only 4 planes. Then he said that I was confused with the plane, that I crashed into the Pentagon, but I'm sure that is not so. I clearly saw in the video that there was a completely different building, it was not as big as a skyscraper, but not as big as the Pentagon.

The riddle of this fifth plane torments me to this day. I have not found any mention of him anywhere else and have not yet met anyone who also saw and heard about him."

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This year, during the spring school break, I took my whole family to Japan. We stayed at a hotel near a hot spring in the suburbs of Kyoto. On the third day of the trip, I went for a walk in the famous bamboo grove, it was early morning and my wife and children did not want to go with me, but wanted to sleep more.

Due to the early morning, there were only a few people in the grove, including an Asian male in his 50s or older. He was dressed in a white tracksuit and was leading a large white dog on a leash, similar to the Shiba Inu, but more fluffy. The man stood completely motionless with an impenetrable face and did not even return my greeting with a bow.

I was not offended, although other residents answered my greeting with the same bow and smile, but simply moved on. I walked through the grove and in 10 minutes came to the temples, which were still closed from the public. And when I approached the temple, I saw the same man in a white suit with the same dog near the eastern entrance.

I smiled at him, but he also stood motionless and had the same impenetrable face. This time this man has already begun to disturb me. I quickly looked at the object, whether I was dressed inappropriately for such a place or something else, but everything was in order, and when I looked in that direction again, the man with the dog was nowhere to be found.

I thought it might be a temple minister who just went out for a short walk, but the anxiety still lingered inside me. I decided to turn back and go to the west entrance. And when I looked back, I saw about 30 meters away from me the same man with an impartial face and the same dog sitting at his feet.

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Now I really got cold feet. I went to the eastern entrance again, walked another thirty meters along the road from the bamboo grove and came out onto the main road to the city. And when I walked briskly along this road to my hotel for about 10 minutes, I kept looking back to see if a man with a dog was following me. At the same time I asked myself a bunch of questions: Who is he? Why is it haunting me? What does he want?

As I crossed the bridge, I again noticed something white out of the corner of my eye. I turned there and saw the same man with a dog standing by the road leading to another park. This time, for some reason, there was a big, wide smile on his face.

I crossed the rest of the bridge at a brisk run and did not stop until I was at the hotel. I have never seen this man again."

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This morning I got up as usual at 7 o'clock, went to the bathroom, and then started getting ready for work and collecting dirty things in order to throw their washing machine and turn on the quick wash.

As I walked past my bedroom, I glanced over to see how much time I still had before leaving. The clock was there at 7:34. The clock on the microwave also showed the same time.

Before leaving, I delayed, as I began to take apart my backpack, and it took me at least 10 minutes. Then the washing machine beeped and I spent a few more minutes pulling out the washed items and putting them in the drying cabinet.

Then I looked at my watch and saw the same time there 7:34. I did not understand how this could be, so I went to the kitchen and looked at the clock on the world wave - but it was also 7:34. I looked at the clock in my mobile - the same time!

So I suddenly had an extra 10 minutes out of nowhere to finish my coffee and eat a bun. I still have no idea what happened here.

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This happened to my parents in 1979, when I was still little. Dad worked as a mechanic, and mom did not know how to drive a car. Once dad got out somewhere a very old car, the engine of which was taken from another car and it did not even fit in the right place, so dad even removed the rear seats for him.

One day, dad started teaching mom how to drive. The car was parked on the road outside our house, my mother was driving, my father sat next to her in the front passenger seat and showed how to turn the steering wheel and all that. And dad had a little me on his lap.

Suddenly, the working engine of the car began to run out of trouble, jumped out of its place, the car jerked forward because of this and crashed into a telephone pole.

Fortunately, no one was hurt, except that little I fell from Dad's lap at his feet and somehow everything around me fell asleep with small rounded pieces of glass.

My parents never understood where this glass came from. None of the windows of the car was damaged, the lantern on the pole was also completely intact. Including front and side mirrors. There were no bottles or other glass containers in the car. And outside, next to her, there was nothing like it either.

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It may seem strange or even sick, but I have a persistent feeling that I live in the body of another person.

Family and friends constantly offer me different foods and drinks that I don't like, but according to them, which I really like and have always liked. For example, barbecue flavored chips. I never eat them and I don't like them, the aroma of barbecue is generally unpleasant for me, but family and friends swear that I adored them as a child and in high school.

Yes, I understand that there is such a thing as changing tastes. But memory does not change. For example, I remember that as a child I loved pickled cucumbers and now I also eat them sometimes, but I no longer feel much love for them, and this is completely normal. However, now, according to my friends, all my food tastes have completely turned upside down.

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Once I was sitting in a cafe and having dinner with a friend, and at some point she froze and goggled at me. "What are you eating ?! You're allergic to onions!" She exclaimed. Do I need to explain that I do not know about any of my allergies to onions, and my memory says that I never had one.

Because of all these oddities, I've lost a lot of my friends lately. Including a friend with whom she was inseparable in high school. And not just because of the food. the same thing happens with other things, with music for example. All my friends assured me that I was a big fan of Lady Gaga. But I am completely indifferent to her and never remembered myself as a fan of her!

Because of all this, I don't feel very well. I graduated from high school just 6 years ago and I still have strong memories of what I did during those years. And I certainly didn't eat barbecue chips or listen to Lady Gaga. I don't know if this is a Glitch in the Matrix or if something happened to my memory. But both of these options scare me.

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This incident left me with a lot of goosebumps. It happened this morning. I was getting ready as usual, that is, running around the rooms, and at some point I touched a spoon, which fell from the table to the floor in front of my eyes.

At the same time, I did not hear any sound of falling, and the spoon was with metal and silver, that is, it would ring loudly enough.

But when I turned to continue my business, I finally heard this very ringing from the fall of the spoon on the floor. It happened with a delay of 3-5 seconds. What was it? Who can explain to me?

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