I've been experiencing some interesting phenomena the last couple of years. It all started when I moved to a small town to study during the autumn of 2014. Several extremely weird coincidences happened. Some scary stuff too. I even had a shared dream with two other people..
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>Meeting up with random guy on Grindr two weeks before i move to [small town in Scandinavia with <5000 inhabitants to study. After seeing him a couple of times, he suddenly decides to quit his job and move to the same town. There he knew a very special lady, a forest finn that presumably had "warm hands".
>Weird coincidences start happening:
>Chatting with friend on facebook
>Saying something stupid and she calls me aspie
>Suddenly get a new message on a completely different site from a stranger
>"Hey, my name is [the same name as me], and I'm an autist.
>Dreamt about beehives
>The day after, a beekeeper stops and gives me a ride to school
>Reading about bees some months after
>Go outside, suddenly a bee lands on my arm. In December
>One night I dream I'm in a big city on the east coast of the USA.
>Day after, my best friend contacts me and tells me she dreamt we went to the US together in a very similar place
>That same evening I'm at a party with my class
>Hippie guy tells me [my name]!. I dreamt about you tonight. You were returning from the USA with a large amounts of fur to sell.
>Mind blown
>This finnish woman with powers lived together with the guy from grinder. One time, shortly after moving, she touches my arm. This results in me having a very weird and black rash on my arm. Feel completely drained
>Tried to sleep at mr grinderguys place two times, one story over the woman.
>Could never sleep there
>He had the same furniture as my departed grandparents, and I had never seen it since they died almost a decade ago.
>In in were two pictures of crying children, most likely cursed
>The shelf was placed very prominent in the room, someone had dragged it out so that it was facing directly from the corner of the room.
>At nighttime the images became unbearable to look at. I flee into the night
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