The absolute weirdest experience ever was when I was dating a girl while in grad school, who admitted that she was kind of seeing someone else at the time, but he lived on the other side of the state. She told me that he and his previous girlfriend had been in a car accident the year before, yadda yadda yadda.
One night, I looked out my window and there was something sitting on the balcony of my apartment, looking in at us. It was a woman, banged up and beaten up, with a huge gash in her neck. She just sat there, staring, and eventually disappeared while I blinked. The next morning I asked the girl if she knew what the other guy’s girlfriend had looked like, then described the thing that I’d seen the night before – she said that was exactly what she’d looked like, and that she’d bled to death in the accident from a neck wound.
I broke up with her very shortly afterward – I didn’t want another visit from whatever that was.
Submitted by Anon.
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