My dad’s car

Me and my mom both experienced a glitch in the matrix today. We went to a mall and after buying some things, we stopped at a nearby supermarket for some bread and then went to the church in my hometown to pick up a bulletin and throw away some newspapers. After that was done, we proceeded to go straight home. I have to park in the back of my house right beside a garage because the street in which I normally park is filled with cars.

As I was driving up the back alley, me and my mom see my dad’s car parked on the other side of the garage.

After I park the car, me and my mom go to the backdoor to find it locked. Whenever someone is home, the backdoor is always open and fans are turned on to keep the house cool. Clearly, it doesn’t work. As soon as I unlock the door, I start looking for my dad but, he isn’t home. I open the basement door to see if he’s down there but the lights are out.

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My Glitch in the Matrix

When this happened, I was in kindergarten in Pennsylvania of the United States. So, I was five year old. I’m now 20, but I still remember this event very clearly and swear it was not a dream. It all happened at my elementary school, at the end of lunch time.

The way my school cafeteria worked was that you’d go and take your tray up to a small open window for the lunch ladies working there to take the plates and silver wear form you. Then you’d go down to the other side of the window and dump all the garbage then set the tray down in a stack.

Even as very young kids, we did this regularly and knew what to do. So, near the very end of lunch I took my tray up, saying ‘hello’ to one of the lunch ladies; she was my one friend’s mom. But, as I set the tray down and then turned to go back to my table for remaining time before line-up, every noise in the large cafeteria suddenly silenced.

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Seeing Me Younger, Seeing Me Older

So, a little background. As you guys should know by my username, my real name is Marina. I have a glitch in the matrix story that I hope you will enjoy. I have experienced other stuff such as the paranormal other than this, and I may get around to sharing those sometime too. But that’s unnecessary for now. So back to what I was saying, my name is Marina, and the year of experiencing this was 2016, and I am 10 years old right now, therefore I still experienced this at this age. So, it is a major necessity for me to mention that half the story happened in 2016, and the other happened 5 years earlier so it was 2011.

So, it basically all began 5 years prior to now. When 2011 came by, I would always visit this pond, it would be in the middle of seemingly nowhere, and where I lived back then was a very remote area. So I would pretty much be the only person there, and probably the only person that knew of its existence. As for that, not even my family knew. None of my parents, nor brothers and I’m a girl, which means for me I was always quite lonely seeing as I was the only girl besides my mother. It was quite weird in hindsight that my parents wouldn’t really care if I left the double story house which is the one I lived in back in those times. I mentioned “double story house” for a reason. That’s because we were a very ‘split apart’ family if you know what I mean. If not, I mean we weren’t really ever spending time together, and the size of the home makes it more… split apart.

With all that information, you should have a vivid idea of the beginning details. So starting with the actual story itself…

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The Saints That Disappeared

I’m currently twenty eight, and this had to have happened when I was about nine or ten years old. There was a cemetery that my family and some family friends would often visit due to how pretty the grounds were and how we kids loved to see all the geese and the swans in the little pond. This cemetery also boasts a beautiful windmill, and when I was a kid, you were still allowed to enter and explore. We kids liked to refer to this cemetery as Mother Goose cemetery due to one of the massive geese that resided there.

There was this one time that we went for a nice visit. It was my mother, a friends of hers, a couple of my friends, and their mother. We drove around for a bit and soon we found this set of tall statues. They were a set of three saints, or at least, I thought they were saints.

We parked the cars and then we started to walk up the marble steps that led up to these beautiful statues. There was conversation about how nice they were and how they must be new as we had never seen them before. Once we reached the top, we all stood there and stared at them.

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Seeing Me Younger, Seeing Me Older at The Same Time

So, a little background. As you guys should know by my username, my real name is Marina. I have a glitch in the matrix story that I hope you will enjoy. I have experienced other stuff such as the paranormal other than this, and I may get around to sharing those sometime too. But that’s unnecessary for now. So back to what I was saying, my name is Marina, and the year of experiencing this was 2016, and I am 10 years old right now, therefore I still experienced this at this age. So, it is a major necessity for me to mention that half the story happened in 2016, and the other happened 5 years earlier so it was 2011.

So, it basically all began 5 years prior to now. When 2011 came by, I would always visit this pond, it would be in the middle of seemingly nowhere, and where I lived back then was a very remote area. So I would pretty much be the only person there, and probably the only person that knew of its existence. As for that, not even my family knew. None of my parents, nor brothers and I’m a girl, which means for me I was always quite lonely seeing as I was the only girl besides my mother. It was quite weird in hindsight that my parents wouldn’t really care if I left the double story house which is the one I lived in back in those times. I mentioned “double story house” for a reason. That’s because we were a very ‘split apart’ family if you know what I mean. If not, I mean we weren’t really ever spending time together, and the size of the home makes it more… split apart.

With all that information, you should have a vivid idea of the beginning details. So starting with the actual story itself…

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