Recently a Reddit thread asked users “What is the single most unbelievable thing you have ever witnessed?” Here are some of the users’ best submissions.
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I saw a cop pull over and arrest another cop but nobody believes me.
I was cycling in a local park when I was a bout 8 years old and as I passed under a tree, a squirrel jumped out of the tree and landed on my shoulder. We both looked at each other in confusion and then it just turned and stared straight ahead to see where I was cycling. It stayed on my shoulder for about 20 metres more and then launched itself off into the grass and ran away into the woods. It was so weird/cool. No one believed me when I told them.
I spent a year at the South Pole. Everyone always wanted to know if we saw penguins and obviously we didn’t as we were in the interior of the continent. Well the time comes to go and we have a stopover in McMurdo. We head out to Pegasus field which is out on the thick permanent glacial ice. C-17 lands to pick us up and we are literally 15 minutes from leaving the continent. Someone suddenly shouts “Look a penguin!” We all turn to them like haha super funny. Then we see that sure enough a single Adele penguin is hauling down the runway towards us. It walked right up to us and hung out with us until we left. This was not the time of year to see many penguins at McMurdo and definitely not at the location we were at. In my opinion one of the least likely things I’ve ever witnessed.
When it happened I was living between Koreatown and Watts. I was sitting in darkness watching everything around me burn and people busting cars outside my building. Gun shots, helicopters and sirens for the first few hours, but then we stop hearings sirens the rest of the night and I remember thinking… Oh crap.
I was on a bike trail in Wisconsin with my step brother. We had stopped on the side at a bench we found and were just chilling for a moment. Then this old dude went by.
Picture this: He’s at least 70. He’s wearing what I still believe to be bowling shoes, as they were fluorescent with one solid color on one side and a different color on the other side. Attached to each shoe on the bottom were the actual scooting parts of scooters. He was propelling himself with ski poles. Pinstripe shorts. Wife beater. A scarf going in the wind. A helmet. And pilot goggles.
We legit fell out of the bench laughing and bring it up every time we see each other.
Lightweight kit plane at my small, hometown airport. I had toured the airport weeks earlier during a HS class.
I was driving into town, past a field at the end of the runway, and saw the plane maybe 300-500 feet in the air, flying kind of wobbly.
Suddenly, it barrel rolled into a nosedive, straight into the ground. I pulled into a local store, ran in, and told the clerk to call 911 —he didn’t believe me, and pushed the phone to me to call. Even the 911 operator didn’t seem to believe me. Unfortunately, the pilot didn’t survive.
My friend and I were playing basketball making bets on our shots. So I’m agnostic, he’s Christian, but we’re cool about it and respect each other. So I joke, “If I make this, God isn’t real”. I launch it, from way, way out. It flies through the air, and immediately makes a “thunk” as it sticks between the rim and the board. So it’s just stuck, floating there, it didn’t really miss… it never touched the ground… but it didn’t go in the basket either. I don’t know what that meant, but it was unbelievable.
I was on vacation maybe 20 miles from the Canada/US border, on the Canadian side. Fishing from some random stream, a guy comes hiking out of the bush and asks me if I knew where some town is. I say no, I’m just here on vacation. He laughs and asks me why I’d go on vacation in the edge of Montana. I stared at him for a second and told him he was in Alberta. He didn’t believe me until I showed him on my phone, and then he got very pale and asked for directions to the camp office.
One day, I was heading back to my dorm after class and heard a noise up a tree. I looked up and saw this squirrel holding 3/4 of a very big hamburger. My college campus had its share of fat squirrels, but I had never seen one with such a huge amount of food. I stopped in my tracks and just watched as this squirrel proceeded to scarf down the burger. A friend of mine that was leaving the dorm approached me and asked what was up. I just pointed up and we both stood there watching this squirrel devour this burger. It was such a strange thing to witness and I really wish I had video of it.
Unpacking pallets of merchandise on the farthest corner of our store parking lot, overlooking a highway intersection.
I hear a trumpet. Like, really good trumpet. Climb up the step ladder, look over the fence, and this guy is playing a trumpet outside of his driver-side window, just going to town. Light changes, trumpet goes in, window goes up, and he just drives off.
No one else heard it.
The guy who got himself diagnosed with Oppositional Defiance Disorder so he could spend all day in Special Ed playing Minecraft was the first dude at my high school to lose his virginity.
And yes, we all ‘witnessed’ it because he played us the clip when we called him a liar.
This girl threw her drink at my friend, missed, and then proceeded to throw a punch at her. My friend literally just moved 3 inches to the side, and this girl slips on the drink she threw, and I kid you not, threw herself 4 feet (apparently she was throwing her entire body weight into this punch), hit the bathroom wall, and ricocheted her body 180 degrees. She landed flat on the broken glass, completely straight on her stomach with her arms by her sides. She knocked herself out. She was so embarrassed that she told her friends that my friend knocked her out. Karma served on the rocks.
She was ok although she landed on glass. My friend and I mobbed out of that bar quickly though and it immediately went on lockdown afterwards.
I work in a hospital. Came in for my shift and did my patient rounding and introduced myself to everybody. One lady in particular complimented my eyes and we had a nice, casual conversation. I waited with her as she used the bedpan, but she wasn’t able to go. Said I’d be back in a few minutes as I had to chart a few numbers. I came back 5-7 minutes later and she was lying dead on the floor in a puddle of blood.
Got off my bus from school around January and so did some other woman in her mid 20s. (Public transportation, she wasn’t from my school). We were both crossing the street as we had the walk signal and I noticed another bus across us start turning towards the lane we were walking past. I assumed he would just stop in the middle of the road and wait for us to pass but he never did. He was going 60km (around 40 miles?) and in the last second I jumped backwards and barely dodged getting it. I saw the bus just barely touch my shoulder from the corner of my eye, and when I looked back I watched the girl get hit by the bus and get dragged under the wheels. I was the one who had to move her from safety out of the middle of a busy intersection and call 911 as her head was split open and bleeding. She ended up passing out from blood loss, cops and ambulance came, and she got taken away. 2 weeks later I saw her again on the original bus we got off of and she recognized me and shook my hand.
I was the one and only responder and witness to a car accident. Three 16 year old kids that smashed their car. The kid in the passenger seat was pinned in place – the car hit the tree at the hinge of the passenger door and pushed it to within an inch of the shifter, with this kid’s knees some where in the middle. I sat in the smashed back seat holding his hand and listening to him wail “kill me” until the fire department showed up and literally cut the car in the three parts to get him out. I’ll never forget that.
The most incredible thing I’ve ever seen was the time that two cars in front of me suddenly started drag racing as soon as the light turned green. I went at just the speed limit, watching the two speed onto the bridge ahead, and then one car suddenly went left, and smashed into the concrete barrier. At the force and speeds it was going, the car actually flipped onto it’s side and rolled for a bit before landing on the wheels. The other car bolted out of there while I slammed the brakes before I too crashed horribly. Traffic started to jam since everyone was suddenly braking down behind me, which put me on the spot and feeling panicky so I drove around the wreck. In the car I remember seeing a guy at the wheel hugging his girlfriend who was in the passenger seat.
While about to get on the plane to do my first solo skydiving jump I was watching the experienced people jump. One of the parachutes failed so she tried to break away to her reserve chute, but it failed too. The reserve was partially open but she was still coming down out of control and at about 50 mph. She came down in a farm field next to the drop zone. When she hit the ground she did the parachute landing fall, a roll that helps protect from broken ankles, legs, and wrists. Between that and landing in the softer dirt of a freshly plowed field, she walked away without any major injuries. Though she protested, they took her to the hospital anyway. Nope, nothing. No injuries at all beyond whiplash like body soreness. She was back jumping the next weekend. I still jumped after helping get her main chute out of a nearby pond.
Me and my friend were playing with quarters on my island in the kitchen and he says, “I wonder how fast I can fling this thing. He was aiming for the hand towel on the handle of the stove and he flings it and hits the glass on the front of the stove and it just completely shattered. When I say the sound and the way it looked when it shattered was unbelievable, just take my word for it. My friend and I were in so much disbelief… ,but it’s cool my mom wasn’t mad and bought us pizza and rented us a movie… still hasn’t been fixed to this day. The stove still works.
When I was a kid, I used to play in the yard at my grandparents house. Due to my grandfather’s job, there was a big pile of stones/rock in the middle of the yard, which I went around for fun. One night, there was a huge party at the house so I got to stay up util really late, but I was bored as there were no other kids to play with, so I went to play around the pile of rocks, which was a little far away from the party. In one of the turns, I stumbled upon someone but here’s the tricky part: He had no feet. I turned my face up, (looking at his jeans and red-squared-flannel-button shirt) to look at this dude’s face and guess what? HE HAD NO FACE! I ran like the wind to my mom and told her everything. I don’t remember what happened after that.
This small child playing on the new family computer (that was in my parents bedroom where I was sleeping) at like the dead hours of night. He/she was just tapping on the keyboard, playing with the mouse, the computer wasn’t even on. I woke up to the noise he/she were making. I, in my half asleep mode, thought it was my little sister and called out for her to go back to sleep.
Only realised the next morning that there was no way it could have been her, since she was only 1, couldn’t walk properly, and not to mention there was no way she could have climbed over the crib in the dark.
A whale surfacing in the ocean next to my tiny kayak. The spray hit me and wake almost flipped me. It never directly came up underneath but was less than 5-10 feet on each side when it surfaced and was amazing and a shocking moment.
When I was about 5 or 6 my family and I were driving into my neighborhood and as we were approaching we noticed there was a house that was on fire. When we got closer we realized it was the house of a family friend that we went to church with. When we pulled up my dad started yelling and asking if anyone was inside (firefighters were not there yet). Some of the Neighboor’s said that they thought the 2 boys and wife were home. The house was literally in flames, and my dad ran into the home and came out of the house with the two boys. Where I’m from in AZ everyone has basements and it turns out that the two boys were playing in the basement when the house caught on fire, and since my dad knew they had a basement where the kids played he ran down there immediately. It was by far the most unreal thing I have ever witnessed.
Driving on the interstate in Minneapolis. I took an off ramp and the next thing I see is a guy come speeding the wrong way. He turned the right way on the interstate and didn’t hit a thing. At the top of the ramp was a cop holding the guys car bumper with the licence plate attached.
I was flying emirates London to Melbourne. As we flew over Iraq everyone on board was sleeping. I peeped out the window and saw a mountain range lit up by the moon. All along the range were ENORMOUS explosions going off.
It was weird sitting on that plane, in comparative luxury, while people fought and died below me.
Waiting for a light to change in three lane traffic. I’m in the left and I see a guy in the right lane whose van has a bit of smoke coming out of it.
Guy jumps out and opens the side door. A blast of fire knocks him out. His whole van is awash with flames and now there is a huge column of black smoke. Traffic started moving again and people started honking their horns at me to go so I moved off. People were helping him and phoning the fire brigade so I didn’t feel bad.
Until later, when I stopped and, whilst getting my bags out of the boot, saw the fire extinguisher my mum had given me when I got the car. I had completely forgotten about it. Then I felt bad.
I was playing golf and a ball bonked a squirrel on the head from 150 yards away. I thought it was dead because it was on it’s back for five minutes but then it woke up and ran away.
At the zoo, watching some sort of monkeys. Mandrills, I think they’re called. Anyway, the big male squats on a log and starts to poop, but he seems unable to pinch it off. Suddenly, this smaller male zips by and grabs the dangling turd right from the big male’s butt. This enrages the big male, who immediately starts screaming and sprouting a bright red rage. He then chases the smaller male (still in possession of the purloined dookie) for the better part of five minutes.
When I was in primary school, I went through a period where I’d spent my lunchtimes looking for fairies and where they lived. One time, me and my friends decided to dig away at the bark of a random tree stump in the middle of our school oval. I don’t really know what we planned on finding, but once we dug away the outside bark, sitting inside was this perfectly alive frog/ toad. I have no idea how it got in there, from what we could tell, there was no way it could have somehow hopped in and more importantly no way that it could have hopped back out. Not to mention that this was suburban Australia, in the middle of a grass oval nowhere near any swamps or lakes and until that point I’d never seen a frog before. We were convinced he was a magical toad king and I probably believed in fairies a lot longer than I should have after that.
I actually have a story for this. When I was around 10, I went to Mexico to visit some family. We went to this market type place near downtown, a very traditional place. I got distracted while my aunt was looking at some clothes, and I wandered a little bit away. There was this street performer man that must have been 70+ years old. He was making this little puppet dance, walk around, and do flips. It was one of those wooden models you always see in art stores, maybe about 4 inches tall. I was watching him do it, and he noticed me looking. He told me to come over, and out of curiosity I did. I stuck my hand out and the puppet jumped from the ground and onto my hand. It started dancing and doing things on my hand. It was very cool, but I couldn’t seem to notice any strings or wire on it. I passed my hand over the puppet, and there were no strings on it. Scared, I grabbed it on my fist and threw it on the ground. There was nothing attached to it. As soon as I threw it, the puppet got up and walked back to the old man. To this day I have no idea what happened.
Just watched this happen a little over an hour ago. Was driving on the Southbound side of US 281 about an hour from my destination. There’s some traffic but not a whole lot and I’m in the right lane. All of a sudden I see a car come barreling (probably going at least 65) down the Southbound side but going the wrong direction (north vs everybody going south), weaving all over the left lane he’s in but somehow managing to stay in one lane. He zoomed past me and I slowed down cause it scared the hell out of me. I’m watching this guy driving down the wrong side of a highway where the speed limit is 75 MPH but most people in the left lane are going anywhere between 75 and 90. He came within inches of hitting somebody also in the left lane but the guy who was almost hit saw him in time and barely swerved over into the right lane in time to avoid what could have very easily been a fatal crash. I kept watching this guy driving on the wrong side of the road until I couldn’t see him anymore and hoped he didn’t hit anybody. The guy that almost got hit passed me but I went back to going 80 and caught up to him, looked over at him at the same time he looked at me and we just both kind of shrugged with this look of “What the…? That just happened.” I didn’t call the cops because I was too out to think straight but I did later see a state trooper zipping down the northbound side of 281 with lights and sirens going, hopefully after that guy.
You hear stories all the time about people driving on the wrong side of the road and causing horrible crashes but to see it in person scared the hell out of me.