Many years ago, my mother and I were sitting on the couch next to each other, having coffee, chatting away, and we could see out the large window... We saw something, a dark shadow. No one knocked, no one was there.
"This was a work colleague's wedding (when I was in the service). The groom called his bride 'the base bicycle' because 'everyone rode her.' I left. They divorced. Come to think of it, the four military weddings I attended: all divorced." - charmingtrout668
When I was four years old, I had lost one of my favorite toys, so my mom searched the entire house but still couldn't find it. Days later, she was flipping through old photo albums on her bed when I walked into the room holding my lost toy. She asked me where I found it because she had gone through my room. I told her, 'The nice old lady found it and gave it to me.' She told me I was imagining things because we were alone in the house. But she said I was insistent that an older lady talked to me, smiled, and gave me my toy.