People Share The Creepiest ‘Glitch In The Matrix’ Moment They’ve Ever Experienced

You have probably seen The Matrix films with their mind-bending concept that the lives we live are a digital simulation. Everything we do, say, and feel is all just part of some larger computer script that controls the outcome of our lives. Whenever something strange occurs like coincidence or Deja Vue, it’s really a “glitch” in the computer code.

That’s just science fiction, though, right?

Perhaps not. These real-life (and extra creepy) accounts of glitches in the so-called “Matrix,” as told by Redditors, will have you scratching your head and wondering if life is but a dream.

#40 A Fake Obituary Made Real

I took a hard news/soft news journalism class in college where one of the assignments was to write an obituary for one of my grandparents. (The professor told us to write it on a deceased grandparent, but if all of your grandparents were still alive we had to choose one. In my case, all of my grandparents were alive.) I procrastinated the assignment until the night before it was due because it seemed like a dumb assignment.

Scramming for an easy grandparent to write about, I gave my mom a call and asked her for some basic biographical information about my maternal grandfather, who was still alive.

As we were talking about my grandpa’s career, my mom couldn’t recall the name of one of the companies he worked at. She lectured me about waiting until the last minute to write the assignment because it was late – 10:30 pm my grandfather’s time. However, she said she would give him a call to see if he was still awake and able to answer that question once my assignment was due the following morning.

When my mom called my grandfather, my grandma answered the phone in a panic. My grandmother frantically explained that the paramedics had just arrived and were performing CPR on my grandfather because he had stopped breathing and passed out. My mom was able to stay on the phone with my grandmother until they took my grandfather to the hospital, where he was declared dead.

In the time my mom and I had been talking on the phone about my grandfather’s “obituary,” he was dying (out of the blue, at that. He had been otherwise healthy considering his age). We ended up using the obituary I wrote for that writing assignment as his actual obituary. Still freaks me out when I think about the timing.

#39 The Self-Locking Door

Before my husband and I were married, we lived separately. He would come over and spend time with me, then leave later at night around 11 or 12 pm. He left one night out my front door, which has three locks – a lock on the knob, a deadbolt, and what I call a “hotel” lock (it’s a lock that you flip the long piece over onto a short peg and then the door can only be opened a few inches). Well, he left and used his key to lock the knob and deadbolt, but I thought to myself I have to go lock the hotel lock. I come down and it’s locked already. Absolutely no way he could have locked it from outside.

#38 A Fight When No One Was Home

I heard the upstairs neighbors get into yet another fight at 3 am. There were plates thrown onto the ground, etc. It was very noisy as it is directly above me. I found out the next day that my upstairs neighbors moved out weeks ago and that the flat was vacant and completely empty. There are just three flats in the block: the first floor is an elderly couple, we’re on the second floor, and then the apparently vacant third floor.

#37 Portraits of Nobody

I used to love drawing portraits when I was younger, but I wasn’t very good at it so I threw them away most of the time. But, one day, I drew one that I was really, really proud of, so I kept it. About a week or so later, we had a new girl start in our class and I thought she looked super familiar and, a few days into the week, I realized that it was because she was the girl I had drawn. I went home and found the drawing and, sure enough, they were nearly identical (nearly because I was 10 and unskilled). It freaked me out and I’ve felt weird about drawing portraits of “nobody” ever since.