「そんな話ある訳ねーだろｗ」でもガチで起きた実話が集まりすぎてる件

When I was about 6 years old lightning struck the telephone pole down the street, and a ball of lightning rolled along the power lines, dropped onto the street, rolled up the sidewalk and then across the street heading directly towards me and my friend. We were playing under the carport. The lightning ball splits into two, with one rolling at each of us directly as we are frozen in fear, and the one lightning ball clips the end of a metal workbench that’s just a foot away from us, and the lightning ball bursts into thin air, the other ball bursts into it, and that was it. Both lightning balls exploded into thin air. My friend and I were just a split second from death.

Sprained both my shoulders from my wisdom teeth growing in. Then they grew in such a way that no mallifixicon (sp) had ever seen. Even the orthodontist and dentist were shocked. I was offered $300 to have my x-rays placed in a medical textbook. I was clinically dead for 3 mins on the operating table when I was having them removed under anesthetic. It was absolutely crazy and painful experience.

I had a dental cyst/abscess eat through my upper jaw into my sinus cavity. It then ruptured through my nose and my mouth. I had the grossest purulent discharge coming out both orifices.

When I went to the dentist, he told me I was basically a once-in-a-lifetime type case, paraded all his staff into my exam room, and proceeded to fucking squish and squeeze my swollen face trying to get all the pus out.

I was in so much pain and shock, I just let it happen. Once he was done, he just sent me on my way. No pain meds, nothing. And told me I'd have to go home to have surgery (meaning fly back to the US, as I was in the Caribbean when this happened). I only got pain meds and an antibiotic when I almost passed out from the pain at the check out desk. The look on the receptionist's face was horrifying.

I met a strange man at the Horseshoe Tavern in Toronto named Branko. He wore a fur coat, no shirt, tight snakeskin pants and cowboy boots, with his long hair tied up in a bun wrapped with pearl strands.

It was my last day before flying home at 7am and planned to stay out all night before taking the early subway to the train station. He invited me to drive around Toronto and bar hop with him in his big white van. No fucking joke. As a woman in my early 20s I realize this is such a terrible idea, but everyone in the vicinity seems to know and love this guy so I figure I'm pretty safe. I get in and he's got a skeletal hand as his gearshift, a lawn flamingo handcuffed to the back sliding door, and two skulls mounted on the dash. Plus a full drum kit and suitcases of strewn clothing in the back.

We hit a few bars, neither of us even drinking, just finding live music and meeting people. Picked up another fella on the way and he joined us for a few rides before leaving. Got the best pho of my life at 3am and watched the sky get light before he dropped me off at the station. He's a real guy and you can find him on instagram wearing exactly what I described. It's like his signature fit. Nobody believes this happened exactly as I've described. He's one of the kindest and most unique people I have ever met.

A foster cat escaped from the room I had her in. We searched high and low with no luck and sadly assumed she must have gotten out of the house. 3 months later we discovered she was living in our goddamned walls the whole time. Took another 6 months to catch her.

I once met a random stranger on vacation and turns out we lived like 2 streets away back home, still feels fake

When I was a kid, we had armed guards on the school bus and outside the school because there was a chance of starving lions and other wild animals attacking. A private zoo owner my dad used to sell hay to had gone broke and became unable to feed his animals. So, after the animals were half starved, he released his collection and killed himself. As I kid, I didn't know this until a teacher told us during first period. I was highly concerned by the number of guns around the school.

In middle school I had this friend who would spend summers at her father’s house in San Francisco. He was a cab driver. She had just returned from seeing him and her brother got new glasses and they said the glasses were identical to their dad’s glasses. A couple weekends later I rode the bus from Reno to SF and met my older sister at the station. We hailed a cab and got in. I start ignoring my sister and studying the driver. Finally, I ask him if he has a daughter named Laura who is my best friend? He was stunned. He would let her call me and back then long distance was expensive. My sister was in awe. We got the cab ride free and I got to meet my friend’s dad!

I visited the Vatican with college friends during my junior year abroad. While in line to see the Sistine Chapel, I ran into a girl who graduated high school with me (my class was tiny – 76 kids total. I'm from a very small town). We both freaked out and hugged and were in total disbelief. An hour later at the Vatican gift shop, I ran into a girl who graduated a year ahead of me and whom I was pretty close with during HS. We both freaked out and hugged. It was the wildest coincidence I've ever experienced.

I visited the Vatican with college friends during my junior year abroad. While in line to see the Sistine Chapel, I ran into a girl who graduated high school with me (my class was tiny – 76 kids total. I'm from a very small town). We both freaked out and hugged and were in total disbelief. An hour later at the Vatican gift shop, I ran into a girl who graduated a year ahead of me and whom I was pretty close with during HS. We both freaked out and hugged. It was the wildest coincidence I've ever experienced.