what is the creepiest or strangest unexplained event you have experienced?

I guess I’ll start…

I have a few stories but I’ll stick to one topic: The White Orb.

Like 8 years ago, I had a unexplained experience at my mom’s house.

It was the middle of the day and me and my partner were at my mother’s house. It was just me and him. We were near the kitchen, sitting on the stools by the island, we were shooting the shit. His line of vision was of me, the dining area and living room and my line of vision was of him and the kitchen.

I remembered I had the sudden urge to turn to face the kitchen, I dunno why but I did and in a split second, I saw a bright white orb appear… it was about the size of a baseball, just floating in mid air. It appeared for a few seconds before blipping out of existence.

I was fucking baffled. I turned immediately to my partner and asked if he saw the white orb and he exclaimed no, but he was clearly confused. He said that that he saw from the corner of his eye, a bright white flash. He described it as if someone had taken a photo of us with the flash on.

To this day, neither of us know what exactly happened.

Weird thing though , this wasn’t the first time I’ve seen a white orb.

I had saw it once as kid, it was the summer before sixth grade. I was riding bikes with my friend at dusk ( this was the late 90s). The street lights were turning on and we knew it was time to head back home. We weren’t that far away, just a few blocks. We were side by side, riding in the middle of the street, with some space in between us… just talking and going at a leisurely pace. And that’s when it happened, a bright white orb zoomed right between us before it disappeared. We both saw it and freaked out. We made a mad dash back home.

I have no idea what the fuck these white orbs were. I’m just glad I wasn’t the only one who saw them.

When I was about 20 years old, I went to the Philippines with my family. We stayed with family friends who are quite wealthy and live in a big mansion, which meant all us guests had our own rooms. Mine was a spacious bedroom downstairs that once belonged to their son before he died in a motorcycle crash.

One night I was struck by sleep paralysis, which was nothing new for me, except for one thing. Normally I don’t see shadowy figures or anything like that, but this time I saw something that I’ve never forgotten.

I was on my back with my head turned toward the staircase that led up to the bedroom door. Along the bottom of the stairs was a short hallway, and from there a barefoot old lady in a white nightgown appeared and started walking slowly toward me. I could tell she was old because she had gray hair and wrinkly skin, but I couldn’t see her face. It wasn’t obscured by her hair or anything, but it was blurry, unlike the rest of her body.

She kept getting closer and closer, and I kept trying to scream, but all I could do was look. When she was a few feet away, I was able to shut my eyes, and eventually I broke the paralysis. After I opened my eyes again, she was gone.

Years later I told this story to my friend who grew up in the Philippines. When I got to the part about the old lady in white, her eyes got big and she said, “Wait, you saw the White Lady?!” Apparently my description matched some spooky folklore she heard about as a kid. I had no idea about that, and until then I always figured I had a vivid hallucination. Now I’m not so sure.