The Strange Coincidences Archive

man some of these are pretty freaky.

well ive got one that might freak some out a bit, but honest to god its the truth.

the night of sept 10 2001 i fell asleep normally. but the dream i has wasn’t. i dreamt that there were terrorists had taken over 4 jumbo jets just near where i live now. then they started to transfer between the planes (keep in mind it’s a dream:P). and in the end, they all crashed just over the gatineau hills (i can see them from my house).

the next day as me and my brother were walking down our .5km drive way to wait for the bus i told him all of this. he didnt think anything of it, like me, until i heard about the WTC attack that happened later that day.

My ex boyfriend was Portuguese tech support worker who still lived with his mom and 8 year old sister…He owned a strange necklace he claimed was the only one of its kind. It was a piece of round glass with a translucent picture of an eye. He got me a laptop for my birthday, then asked me to pay $250 to him for it because he couldn’t afford payments on it.

Three years after I broke up with him, I met a nice guy at a party. On the first date we had, I learned the following about him: He is a portuguese tech support worker currently living with his mom and 8 year old sister.The next week he took me to his dad’s autoshop. Hanging on the wall, there was that exact same round eye necklace my ex had…He also asked me if I could give him $250 because he was broke.

Now this makes me wonder: Is there a secret organization of Poor Portuguese Tech Support Workers that consistently scam their girlfriends into giving them $250? Or was it all just a strange coincidence?

This morning (21/09/06) I was contacted by telephone by my son who is traveling round the world and is presently in Newcastle, Australia. I live in the UK. After 20 minutes or so into the conversation I happened to glance at a crowded bookshelf and saw novel about the ancient British Queen Boudicca, which had been bought by my wife a couple of months ago. I picked it up whilst still in conversation with my son. At this point I asked him what he was presently reading. He said he was reading a book about Boudicca which he had picked up in New Zealand a couple of weeks ago. It turned out to be the same book that I had selected from the shelf before I had asked him what he was reading! Needless to say, I was amazed by this strange coincidence.

A friend of mine Stuart used to work in Portugal as a time share salesman. He shared an apartment with another guy who worked for the same company, his flatmate was from Spain and he knew him only by his nickname Maz.

At Christmas Maz was going to see his girlfriend and who lives in the UK. Stuart decided that instead of going to the UK to see his family he would stay in Portugal for the festive season.

On Christmas day Maz called Stu and wished him all the best.

When Maz returned he proudly shown all his Christmas pic to Stu the pics were with his Girlfriends family. When Stu looked at them he realised that the people in the photos were his Mother Father and Sister. Maz’s girlfriend was Stuarts sister and niether of them knew it.

John and Arthur Mowforth were twins who lived about 80 miles apart in Great Britain. On the evening of May 22, 1975, both fell severely ill from chest pains. The families of both men were completely unaware of the other’s illness. Both men were rushed to separate hospitals at approximately the same time. And both died of heart attacks shortly after arrival.

Childhood Returned
While American novelist Anne Parrish was browsing bookstores in Paris in the 1920s, she came upon a book that was one of her childhood favorites – Jack Frost and Other Stories. She picked up the old book and showed it to her husband, telling him of the book she fondly remembered as a child. Her husband took the book, opened it, and on the flyleaf found the inscription: “Anne Parrish, 209 N. Weber Street, Colorado Springs.” It was Anne’s very own book.

The Vengeful Bullet
Henry Ziegland thought he had dodged fate. In 1883, he broke off a relationship with his girlfriend who, out of distress, committed suicide. The girl’s brother was so enraged that he hunted down Ziegland and shot him. The brother, believing he had killed Ziegland, then turned his gun on himself and took his own life. But Ziegland had not been killed. The bullet, in fact, had only grazed his face and then lodged in a tree. Ziegland surely thought himself a lucky man. Some years later, however, Ziegland decided to cut down the large tree, which still had the bullet in it. The task seemed so formidable that he decided to blow it up with a few sticks of dynamite. The explosion propelled the bullet into Ziegland’s head, killing him

Twin Boys, Twin Lives
The stories of identical twins’ nearly identical lives are often astonishing, but perhaps none more so than those of identical twins born in Ohio. The twin boys were separated at birth, being adopted by different families. Unknown to each other, both families named the boys James. And here the coincidences just begin. Both James grew up not even knowing of the other, yet both sought law-enforcement training, both had abilities in mechanical drawing and carpentry, and each had married women named Linda. They both had sons whom one named James Alan and the other named James Allan. The twin brothers also divorced their wives and married other women – both named Betty. And they both owned dogs which they named Toy. Forty years after their childhood separation, the two men were reunited to share their amazingly similar lives

It’s Raining Babies
In Detroit sometime in the 1930s, a young (if incredibly careless) mother must have been eternally grateful to a man named Joseph Figlock. As Figlock was walking down the street, the mother’s baby fell from a high window onto Figlock. The baby’s fall was broken and both man and baby were unharmed. A stroke of luck on its own, but a year later, the very same baby fell from the very same window onto poor, unsuspecting Joseph Figlock as he was again passing beneath. And again, they both survived the event. (Mysteries of the Unexplained)
Swapped Hotel Finds
In 1953, television reporter Irv Kupcinet was in London to cover the coronation of Ellizabeth II. In one of the drawers in his room at the Savoy he found found some items that, by their identification, belonged to a man named Harry Hannin. Coincidentally, Harry Hannin – a basketball star with the famed Harlem Globetrotters – was a good friend of Kupcinet’s. But the story has yet another twist. Just two days later, and before he could tell Hannin of his lucky discovery, Kupcinet received a letter from Hannin. In the letter, Hannin told Kucinet that while staying at the Hotel Meurice in Paris, he found in a drawer a tie – with Kupcinet’s name on it! (Mysteries of the Unexplained)
Paging Mr. Bryson
While on a business trip sometime in the late 1950s, Mr. George D. Bryson stopped and registered at the Brown Hotel in Louisville, Kentucky. After signing the register and being given his key to room 307, he stopped by the mail desk to see if any letters had arrived for him. Indeed there was a letter, the mail girl told him, and handed him an envelope addressed to Mr. George D. Bryson, room 307. This wouldn’t be so odd accept the letter was not for him, but for room 307’s just-previous occupant – another man named George D. Bryson.

This is just weird to me… whenever it comes to dating guys, I always end up with someone spanish. For example, I’m with a guy right now that has blonde hair and blue eyes and when I met him, his name was Ricky, but now that I’ve gotten to know him. His realy name is Jose Ricardo Ramos. Also, I always listen to the spanish radio channel even though I can’t speak spanish, I seem to understand some of it. Coincidence? Or maybe I was spanish in a past life lol