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I was at work between one 2:00 PM when my mom texted me saying
she was going to have lunch with my sister.
We texted for a bit until she stopped replying.
Later when I got home, she told me something that honestly
freaked me out. She said she was in her bedroom.
For context, our apartment layout is like this.
When you enter, there's the living room and dining room.
Down the hallway you'll find the kitchen, then my bedroom, my
sister's empty room, and finally my mom's room at the very end.
From her room, you can only see the hallway, not the front door.
While in her room, my mom heard my sister come in.
She swears she heard the front door open, the sound of her
keys, her purse and jacket being tossed on, the chair near the
entrance, all the normal noises my sister makes when she
arrives. Even the cats that were sleeping
on my mom's bed jumped down and ran to the hallway like they
always do when my sister comes home.
But then, silence. No footsteps in the hallway, no
door opening, nothing. My mom went to greet her, but
the hallway was empty. There was no one there.
Later, my sister told us that around noon, she had texted my
mom to plan lunch. She left her phone on the bed to
shower and get ready, but when she came back, it was gone.
She searched everywhere, stripped the sheets, moved the
bed, checked every corner of the apartment.
She even used Find My iPhone, but it just showed her phone was
somewhere inside her apartment. She was so frustrated that she
ended up calling her boyfriend on Discord from her PC to ask if
he had somehow taken it by mistake, but he hadn't.
After about an hour of searching and crying, she checked the room
one more time and her phone was just lying there in the middle
of the bed in plain sight like it had never been missing.
The timing really shook me. While my sister was desperately
searching for her phone in this reality, my mom heard her arrive
home in hours. It was as if somewhere else.
My sister never lost her phone, left on time, and actually came
to have lunch with my mom. And for a brief moment, that
version of her bled through into our reality.
I joked about it that night to calm myself down, but the more I
think about it, the more it feels like it could actually
have happened. Could we really have experienced
A momentary overlap with a parallel universe?
If you want more stories like this, let me know.