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I’ve had two separate experiences seeing doppelgängers when I was living in Philly working as a dishwasher. This was not the same thing as simply finding someone who looks just like you or someone else. It was a far more unsettling and confusing situation. On two separate occasions I witnessed two of my coworkers passing through the kitchen single file and going down into the basement with disturbingly blank expressions on their faces. But both times they weren’t in the basement when I checked, they were in the front by the register. I did some digging on the internet to see if anybody had experienced anything similar and to my surprise I found lots of cases of doppelgänger sightings. Many stories had eerily identical details to my own, down to the uncanny valley facial expressions of the doubles. People think experiences like these are hallucinations brought on by extreme lack of sleep which would make a lot of sense because I was sleeping very little at the time. Nonetheless it deeply effected me.
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I often have dreams about really specific events happening either to me, or to my friends/family, before they actually happen. A few weeks ago, I dreamt that I was driving with my friends, and one had suggested we go to a new place. The GPS rerouted and we took some weird back roads to get there. Halfway through the drive, I noticed some flags (the bad ones) on people's porches and I started to get this weird feeling, but I kept driving. A little bit later, my tire had popped, so I pulled into a sketchy looking gas station and asked the clerk if they were able to help fix my tire. He gave me a funny look, but decided to help with the tire. I caught a glimpse of the truck sitting outside the shop "Tony's Auto and Body," wiritten in black, on the sides of a run-down grey pick up, just in case. While this guy was fixing the tire, he made weird comments the whole time about how I'm such a pretty lady (I'm a trans guy, but I look pretty fem), and he asked how old I was, a whole bunch of creepy stuff. I politely rejected him, and we got out of there pretty quick, and my friends ultimately decided to go back to my place for the rest of the night. A little bit into the drive back, I notice a truck tailgating me, so I ask my friends to look and see what the truck looks like. They described it to me as the exact truck that I spotted earlier at the gas station: A run-down grey pick up truck with writing on the sides. I asked if they could see any writing on the sides, and they could see "Auto and Body," written in black. At this point, my heart dropped to my ass, so I kept driving for a while to see if the truck was going to keep following. It did. And because my friends had made it obvious that we saw the truck, he wouldn't let up, and kept following (idk why nobody thought to call the cops... dream logic, I guess). We called a friend, and explained that we were being followed, and to see if we could go to their place (terrible idea), and the friend obviously told us no, and to drive to a populated area to lose the guy, so that's exactly what we did. Eventually we were in some random neighborhood 30 minutes out from my house, and we pulled into a shopping center, and we finally lost the guy, and the dream cut out.
The next day, I get a call from my friend, frantically asking if she can come to my place for the night. I asked her what was going on, and she explained the dream I just had, down to a tee: She had been out driving with her friends to some place, but they had got rerouted, and ended up on the back roads. She told me about how her tire popped, and she had gone to some sketchy gas station/auto shop to get it fixed, and how the guy was being a weirdo by asking how old she was, and saying that she looked really pretty. She told me that she was being followed by (presumably) the same guy in the shop's truck: A run-down grey pick-up with black writing on the sides, that she couldn't make out. I sternly told her that shouldn't come to my house if she's being followed, or any of their houses either. I suggested driving to a mall or a populated area, and asked to stay on the phone with her until she got there. Some time goes by, and they make it to a shopping center, and she tells me that she thinks she lost the guy, and that they were going inside to process what just happened, and then to the police station to make a report of what happened.
After she hung up, I sat feeling super uneasy. Knowing that I had dreamt this exact situation, but someone else was living it. To this day, I never told my friend about the dream I had, and I don't think I ever will.
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I was looking out of the window and I could see a man (wearing a black balaclava, all black clothes, and holding a flashlight) on a rooftop a few doors down. He was walking towards me and he was somehow able to traverse from roof to roof, getting closer and closer. He was watching me and I sensed that he intended to come into my house.
I was trying to wake up my significant other who was sleeping in bed next to me but he wouldn’t wake up! I tried to scream but nothing came out of my mouth! The man was coming closer still. Then I woke up in the middle of the night and my friend who lives in London had texted me just minutes before but I scheduled my reply to send later when I would be awake for realsies
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