Missing Time Experience?

missing timeI’d like to relate a personal experience that I had when I was an adolescent in the hope that others might be willing to come forward and share any similar experiences that they may have had.

I’ve titled this article “A Missing Time Experience?” – with a question mark, you’ll notice – because it does not necessarily fit the “typical” missing time scenario of which we hear. It did not happen late at night on a darkened rural road; there was no UFO sighting involved (that I recall). It occurred in the afternoon, on a sunny day, on a relatively busy street in a bustling suburban town in northeastern New Jersey. In fact, I’m not entirely sure that there even was a period of missing time. Yet, it was strange in the extreme and something that I contemplate regularly to this day, more than thirty years later.

The time of year was late winter or early spring – around March or April, I believe, of 1978. I was in junior high school, seventh grade, and thirteen years of age. It was a weekday at about 3:00 PM and school had just let out. I left the junior high school, which is located next to a hospital in my home town of Ridgewood, NJ. Ridgewood is located about 20 miles from New York City, in Bergen County, a very populated area of the state. I walked, as I did most days, home from the junior high (now a middle school). My parent’s home was located about 1.5 miles from the school along a very direct route. Most of the walk was on the street on which the school was located, followed by a left and a quick right toward the very end of the walk. So, I’d normally just walk out the front door of the school, take a left, and proceed straight for about 1.4 miles, the last 0.10 of a mile being that left and the right, at which point I was at our house.

That was the route that I would normally take, however, I had a run-in with a group of boys that bullied me on a regular basis, so rather than taking a left out the front door of the school and proceeding due south for that 1.4 miles, I’d go left and then take another left at the very first traffic after leaving the school. I’d then walk to the next street over and take a right onto that street, again walking due south. It wasn’t much of a departure from my normal route, as the street ran parallel to the one I’d usually take to get home. I’d been doing that for at least a couple of months in an effort to avoid walking past the homes of the boys who were bullying me. Therefore, I’m confident of the the fact that there was no way I would have become lost or confused of my whereabouts.

However, one day as I began walking home, I noticed that everything seemed strangely quiet, almost muted. The normal noise and bustle associated with the after-school rush of children walking home from school was oddly absent and the quiet was rather eerie. There were still cars and some pedestrians present as I walked down this busy suburban street, but there was an odd, unreal feeling to everything, along with this disturbing muted silence.

The street that I was walking down was called North Pleasant Avenue, and the intersection that I was approaching was at the corner of North Pleasant and Ridgewood Avenue. After crossing Ridgewood Ave, North Pleasant turned to South Pleasant Avenue and I would pass the elementary school that I’d attended the years prior to entering the junior high in September of ’77. At crossing that intersection and approaching the elementary school, I was approximately 0.8 mile from my home. I mention these facts only to continue to emphasize that this was a route and neighborhood in which I was used to traveling.

As I continued south, from N. Pleasant toward S. Pleasant and toward the intersection of Pleasant and Ridgewood Avenues, I saw the traffic light, the same familiar stores at the corner, and the small parking lot in front of the stores. However, these landmarks appeared to be getting further away as I walked closer to them, and still this odd silence persisted. As I continued to walk toward the intersection, these landmarks continued to appear to recede further into the distance as I approached them. I began feeling very disoriented and anxious – and then, nothing; a complete loss of memory. I simply do not remember anything past the point of approaching this intersection and seeing it recede further into the distance as I walked ever nearer to it.

My next memory was of “awakening” – for a lack of a better description – on another street in a different part of town, a fair distance from where I had started from at the junior high school. I remember feeling very shaken and confused and somewhat frightened. What had happened? And how did I end up in this different area, nowhere near where I’d begun walking, and nowhere near where I’d “blacked out”? This is where things get a bit stranger still: within a couple of minutes of “coming to” my mother pulled up in her car, parking along the curb of the street where I was walking. I opened the door and she looked at me with great concern and said “John, are you alright?” Now, normally my mother did not come looking for me if I was a bit late arriving home from school. Remember, this was the late ’70s and parents were decidedly more relaxed about the comings and goings of their children. My mother never picked me up from school unless the weather was very severe or we had some kind of appointment after school, and as long as I was home by dinner my parents didn’t worry or wonder about my whereabouts. If I didn’t come straight home it was assumed that I was at a friend’s house or had some kind of after school activity.

The fact that my mother knew exactly where to find me was surprising, and I asked her how she knew where I was. She replied that she was home, doing chores around the house, when a voice in her head said “get John, he needs you”. She of course asked me what had happened and I told her about the receding intersection, the strange silence, the memory loss, and of waking up to find myself walking in this other part of town. I had no idea what had happened and to this day I still do not, other than a vague memory or feeling of having been told or shown something significant. Who told or showed me what, and where it happened, I cannot recall, although I feel at some point that I will recall the entire incident. I simply feel that this event was significant for a reason that I can’t explain, but it’s meaning will eventually be made clear to me.

Being that this was over thirty years ago, I cannot accurately recall the time that I “awoke” or what time my mother found me. However, I don’t think it was a great amount of time, certainly not more than hour, and probably less than that. Thirty minutes, perhaps? So the time was maybe 3:30 or 3:45 in the afternoon, I’d estimate. It may have been later than that, but not by much, if I recall correctly. I’ve always felt that the strangeness of this incident is compounded by the fact that my mother was somehow involved and “contacted”. If I had simply blacked out or became disoriented and wandered off, I could accept that as being a possibility – although I had no history of seizures or blackouts. But the fact that my mother was told to “Get John, he needs you” makes me believe that there was some outside design and involvement in this, the nature of which I do not know.

This, I should mention, was not the only strange and unexplained incidents that I had as a child. Perhaps I’ll discuss some of the others in future blog posts. Meanwhile, I’d be very interested hearing from other people who may have experience similar phenomena.

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  1. I had time come to almost a complete stop wile I was at work. One minute I was helping a patient eat her breakfast and she requested some coffe. So I stood up to walk to the coffee pot, which was 15 feet away, and within the first 5 steps, time slowed significantly to the point it stopped and I could see every thing around me,left, right, behind, in front, and above. I saw everybody’s facial expression and what everyone was doing at that instant. It was like looking at a panoramic photo. At the exact same moment I felt a sense of knowing everything about everything, which was extremely overwhelming. Next thing I know I get to the coffee pot and wile I’m pouring coffee, adding sugar etc.. I’m thinking, that did not just happen! So I gave this patient her coffee and proceeded to the restroom, looked at myself in the mirror and immediatly thought I was insane. It took me about 10 min to shake that feeling off and a couple co workers asked if I was ok as they can see something wasn’t normal. The end.
    Story 2: my aunt and uncle had a funeral to go to sometime in the 70’s in Konawa,Oklahoma. So they were at the church for the wake, sitting in the back of the church. It was nearly over, so they figured they would leave early to get a head start to the house for visiting, snacks etc..my uncle and 3 of my aunt’s headed to ride in the same car, they drove one mile down the street and came to construction so they detoured making an extra mile the opposite direction then back 3 miles eventually making it to the designated house where everyone was meeting at. All four if them said it was about a 10-15 min drive. But, when they arrived, they saw all the cars already parked that were parked at the church already at the house. When they got inside the house, friends and family asked where they had been mentioning most everybody was finished eating what was served and had been there for 45 min or so. To this day, either four of them can contemplate as to what happened. One of my aunt’s was real bothered by that day for years afterwards. Another one of my aunt that was there during the incident has had 2 other strange things that cannot be explained. Just recently, two weeks ago,my uuncle’s nephew was reported missing in Konawa, Oklahoma. They had a search and rescue team out there as well as cadaver dogs, and found no sign of him & no one has seen him. Back in 1956 my great aunts cousins sister went missing in Konawa, Oklahoma and was NEVER found to this day… I’m about to make the hour trip to konawa, ok. To see what’s really going on down there, might have a strange experience…

    1. Kyle — These experiences tend to run in families and are usually part of recurring pattern, so what you’re telling me fits the profile for these types of experience. The disappearances are what I find very disturbing, and my thoughts and prayers go out to your family regarding your missing relative. Interesting that you should share this one my blog this evening. I’ve recently been giving a lot of thought to some the connection between these time anomalies and cases of missing persons. I wonder how many people who have unaccounted-for periods of time eventually go missing altogether? I’m beginning to see patterns among the reports that I’ve been receiving, but the larger picture is still unclear. If I have some new insights I’ll post them on the website. Meanwhile, please take care and proceed with caution. Hoping your uncle’s nephew turns up unharmed, too. Please keep me informed if you would.

      — John

  2. I’m so glad I found this post. I thought I was crazy. The other day I was driving home after work, in a city I’ve lived my whole life in, and was stopped at a red light. As I sat at the light I looked around at the buildings, and once the light turned green I started driving. Next thing I know, I have a “wake up” moment. At first I just saw the buildings, then sound came back, and finally I realized I was on a different road. I couldn’t remember how I got there, but it was the opposite direction from where I was heading before. I was really confused at first, but relieved too because I knew where I was at, even if it didn’t make sense that I was there.

  3. Hello John It was a privilege to hear your experience-it is indeed a more mysterious universe we live in than we can understand. My experience at least the one I want to relate is a little different but still I think might be of interest to you. I was probably 4 almost 5 as I was born in November 1941 and it was early evening but already dark. My father was reading a newspaper and the room was dark except for his lamp. I was playing on the floor and the room was very quiet. Suddenly but quietly from the darkness near the front door a heavy tank started rolling toward me. Everything about it said that it was heavy, not toy like and if it made a sound it was a very low rumble. It came all the way toward me to then pass silently beneath where my father sat reading without any notice on his part. Then it disappeared underneath the couch. During this time I was agape, too stunned to even speak. I never looked for that tank and it was never found. This was during the later years of the War but in truth it was nothing that I had any consciousness of. I have never forgotten the experience and this is the first time I have spoken of it. I have no doubt about the reality of the experience but also know it was an illusion.

    1. That’s a fascinating story. Thanks for sharing it, David. Interesting that you perceived this and not your father. That’s not at all uncommon with these kinds of reports. Some people are more sensitive and pick up on these phenomena than others. Would be correct to think that you might have had some other unexplained experiences in your life? These are rarely singular events, but more often part of a lifelong pattern.

      Thanks again for sharing your story. — John

      1. Thanks for reply John-As to my fathers silence since I was mum I feel he was honoring my silence-somethings can only be knows at least at the time by agreeing not to notice indeed I once ran after after a man in purple bathing trunks having been given the conviction that he was Christ. When I caught up to him I didnot know what to do but could only tap on the shouldernd when he turned to face me I could only say pardon me I thought you were somebody I knew. He looked straight at me and said well I am here on your account. This was too much for me and without saying anything more I turned away feeling that I had been given much and should not ask for anything more. Later I thought of many questions I might have asked but the moment seemed to be too exquisite to tamper with. Does this make sense to you about wwhy we sometimes cannot seem to rigorously prove our experience because to do so seems dishonorable like doubting Thomas need to touch the wounds before he would believe. But then again …

      2. Thanks for reply John-As to my fathers silence since I was mum I feel he was honoring my silence-somethings can only be knows at least at the time by agreeing not to notice indeed I once ran after after a man in purple bathing trunks having been given the conviction that he was Christ. When I caught up to him I did not know what to do but could only back tap him on the shoulder and when he turned to face me I could only say pardon me I thought you were somebody I knew. He looked straight at me and said well I am here on your account. This was too much for me and without saying anything more I turned away feeling that I had been given much and should not ask for anything more. Later I thought of many questions I might have asked but the moment seemed to be too exquisite to tamper with. Does this make sense to you about why we sometimes cannot seem to rigorously prove our experience because to do so seems dishonorable like doubting Thomas’ need to touch the wounds before he would believe. But then again …

    2. I just wanted to report that i feel someone is adjusting time becausse i remember my 40th birthday but i am know 45 i dont remember the 5 yrs gone by real quick because i dont remember the age 41..42..43..44. those 4 years of anything and theres nothing wrong with me i think someone is shifting time very fast and there was other weird experiences that i had simular to the very first one i had read when the lady was walking home from school almost simular to hers to and one day there was noone around and my boyfriend said it was like a ghost town okay but a few days later i had saw something over the hospital building hovering for a good ol hour! my boyfriend saw it to after we stared at it for awhile it decided to take off.. so why and who would time shift me 4 years in the future? ok and my sister has the same feeling as well so are we all going nuts?? or coo coo? whats really going on? someone fucking with our heads i dont got any disorders either just to let you know Lolokay! is someone hiding a big secret?

  4. I’m not sure what to say without sounding crazy. Recently I’ve had two experiences that I can say for certain that time has vanished. Only because I looked at a clock. I was getting ready to get in the shower and was already running late for work. I looked at the clock thinking “I have to hurry.” The clock is digital and had 10:48. I got into the shower and bathed quickly. I got out, dried, went back to the bedroom and the clock read 1:23. I just had it happen again. Only, this time, I got in the shower at 12:02 and got out at 1:23. I don’t understand what is going on. I don’t feel different. I show no signs that I fell. No injuries. I don’t have medical conditions. I don’t understand. I would appreciate any comments that sound logical.

    1. This missing time / time anomaly (maybe a better term) phenomenon seems to have a number of variations. I have received many similar reports to yours, where time appears to simple jump forward with no sense of discontinuity. Obviously, something must happen during that period of unaccounted-for time, unless we’re dealing with some kind bizarre quantum hiccup in the space-time continuum. I’m not a scientist, so this is difficult for me to grasp, but it could be what we’re dealing with: an anomalous event that affects time itself. The problem with that theory is that it should affect everyone. More often than not, however, only a single individual (sometimes two or three) report this while others don’t report anything unusual. If it was a physical event then it should be observable by everyone in the vicinity. But this is usually not the case. Were you alone when this happened? Anyone else you know in the house or general area that might have noticed this? A physical anomaly, like for example, a rain and wind storm that appears suddenly and without warning, should be observed and experienced by everyone in the vicinity. If this is not the case and only one person experiences the phenomenon, then it has to be something specific to that individual.

      Now for my standard question: Has this, or anything else unusual/unexplained, ever happened to you? Would you describe your self as at all psychically or spiritually sensitive? Is anyone in your family like this? I’m working on a questionnaire right now that I’ll soon post on the site. It might help to narrow down the possibilities about which this may or may not be.

  5. I’m so glad I’m not the only one with this experience, back in the mid 80’s I was living on the Isle of Wight UK and was driving from the ferry to London for an audition as a drummer.
    Having driven maybe an hour at most on a road I was familiar with I remember travelling uphill and noticed the time on my watch around 11am then as I came over the hill I got very disturbed because I was in a different place which I recognised as much further on in south London which made me check the time again and it was now 1pm.
    Now I was freaking out, feeling confused, then what was weird or just coincidence I saw a man walking his dog and it was none other than ex prime minister Harold Wilson.
    Next I pulled over to make a phone call as I was late for the audition but not that interested in showing up anymore.
    I drove home and ran in the house asking my mom for a map quickly trying to tell her what happened and also to disprove the time loss looking for a credible explanation but couldn’t.
    This has disturbed me to this day and I have had other strange sightings this was the biggest, I must add that I never taken drugs and am of sound mind I just don’t know what or why that happened and may never will.

    1. You’re far from being the only one. This is much more common than I ever would have imagined before writing this article. Since then, I’ve received over a thousand blog comments and emails from people with similar experiences. I’m still trying to understand what it all means.

  6. John, I have read this story and the Night Terror story. I picked up something that may interest you, that errie silence that you apparently experienced Is called the Oz factor or was for awhile in the UFO investigator circles. That term however has pretty much gone out of style of late. The entities that you seem to have had contact with, reminds me of my brothers experience with what he called Ghost Monkeys when he was just a child. To him they were very real and to this day 50 yrs later. The memory of those entities still haunt him and he insists that they were real( he says that the last time he saw them, a robot came through the cealing and vacuumed them all away then departed, up through the roof as it had come). The experiences with these dark entities does sound very much like some kind of abduction experience however that is not a given. I never told you but I am Christian and have very definite feelings about such things as Demons. Your entities may well be demonic in nature but why would they reveal themselves so many years later to you and also let others see them? When and if you read any of my books you may find we have a lot in common. I asked God to prevent such incidents in my life a few years ago and all strange contacts have stopped period, so I can tell you that things have a way of working out for the best. I will continue to study all the data I can find and maybe when or if you come to visit me we can exchange notes. Your friend Bob.

  7. Hi John it’s been over 3 years for my experience but it’s been on my mind lately due to my sleep paralysis acting up again. So my incident actually involves me and my ex girlfriend, so at least I had instant gratification I wasn’t crazy. We had just at dinner at a restaurant on the south side of my home city. It was only about 830pm and we got on the freeway to start the 5 hour drive to her city. Now I’ve made this drive at least 20 times in my life so getting lost wouldn’t happen. We both remember talking soon as we got on the freeway and then blanking out shortly after. We both then came to in a dazed and confusing state and looked at each other like we just woke up from a nap. I began to feel lost and tried to look at signs of where we were. The familiar street signs almost now made no sense to me. I quickly pulled over and decided to call my brother and ask for directions to the exit out of town. He informed me that it was ten min back from where I was and that I was an idiot for not knowing how to get there yet. This meant from the point we lost time was nearly 20 min back. What’s more scary is I was driving possibly the whole time. Me and the ex headed out the proper exit talking about what had just happened trying to make sense of it. As we talked and I looked at the signs driving they all looked extremely enlarged and disoriented. I had the feeling of never traveling on these roads before and that I was going in the wrong direction. We eventually stopped and got out of the car trying to piece together what happened with no luck. I’m so thankful to have it happen at least with a witness or I probably would have thought I was going insane. It’s worth noting that since after that incident she now has sleep paralysis as well. Mine started at age 20 I’m 35 now but hers just started 3 years ago which would have made her 20 at the time oddly. Anyways hope this helps people realize that your not alone in these things and maybe we can solve it one day together. Take care all

  8. John:

    I’ve had 2 “missing time’ experiences as an adult. One occurred while on a first date with a guy. We were in a furniture store when he went ahead of me and was sitting on a couch with the back of it facing me. As I started to approach the couch, it was though I momentarily dropped off to sleep because when I became conscious, I felt like I opened my eyes and I found myself at the couch already and my hands were resting on the shoulders of this guy. I didn’t know how my hands got there as my first impulse was to lift my hands off of him which I quickly did. This was a first date and I didn’t want him to think I liked him because at that point I didn’t know so that action wasn’t something I would have consciously done. The time lapse was only a few seconds or the amount of time it would take for me to walk about 10 feet over to the couch. He was grinning & later told me that he thought I had done that to communicate that I really liked him but I knew I never had any thought process of even wanting to do that on a first date. At that moment, I didn’t discuss what had happened because my mind was panicked as to what had just happened. Still not sure.

    The 2nd incident happened about 1 1/2 years later. I was attending a Women’s Conference at this house where my Pastor’s wife was hosting it. I had known our First Lady for over 10 years but she had invited two ladies that I was not familiar with. There were finger foods and punch available, which I did partake of. At one point in the schedule, the two ladies started laying hands on the other ladies who wanted to be baptized in the Holy Spirit. I overheard some of the ladies speaking in tongues and other ladies letting out a wail or scream. In the past I had not been able to experience this but tried it anyway. As expected, the most I did was started to cry. After leaving that room, I went into the room next to it where no one was in it. I began to raise my hands in praise and pray for the Holy Spirit to come. At the same time, I had a negative thought as I thought to myself that ‘nothing is going to happen. You still won’t come.” At that moment I felt like a force that came into me from the back accompanied by a loud scream that wasn’t coming out of my mouth. Then I went into a sleep i guess because the next thing I remember is waking up, still facing the wall of the room I had been in but I looked at the door and it had been pulled closed and I was still alone. So I knew some time had passed because I never saw anyone come into the room or close the door. I listened and heard the others gathering in the front room so I opened the door and ended up asking the First Lady what happened. She said she had come in the room and I was speaking in tongues but more like baby language and then I had a drop of blood drip on my nose and went to the bathroom to get tissue to stop a nose bleed. I didn’t want to talk about the experience with the other ladies as they discussed their experience. I sat quietly and went home shortly afterwards. It’s been about 10 years since this event and I haven’t had any further “time loss” incidents. Any insight you can provide would be appreciated.

    1. Linda — Strange that I should receive your story this morning. I was just reflecting on the fact that as I pray I often feel a resistence as I do so and I’m often exhausted afterward, as if I’ve struggled against something. I sense some of that in the second part of your experience, if to a greater degree than mine. Until recently I have been very reluctant to attach any sort of religious meaning to any of the paranormal and missing time incidents that I have had and of those that people have reported to me. But in June of 2014 I had an encounter with the demonic (I’m in the process of writing about this and will post the story soon) and the experience has made me wonder if this has had something to do with my missing time experiences. In fact, this encounter has made me consider the possibility that all “paranormal” encounters and experiences might be of a spiritual nature. The whole incident was rather traumatic, but if anything good has come from this it has caused me to reconnect with my own Christian faith. I have been looking more to scripture and to the teaching of my church (I’m Catholic) in an attempt to discern the nature of these occurrences. Did either of your parents or anyone in your family have any similar experiences or be described as somewhat psychic or intuitive. There seems to be a strongly family connection in many of these cases. My own mother was prone to this sort of things and had some strange supernatural experiences. This has been a journey for me and I don’t have any clear answers at this point but as I learn more I’ll share whatever insights or thoughts that I have.

      1. Thanks for your response. There is some history of “seemingly” supernatural events that have taken place during the years in the lives of me and my daughters. I had contributed those experiences to our belief as Christians since we had so many frequent events that were hard to explain any other way. There was no time loss, just a lot a things that fell into place to make a desire come to pass in a short frame of time. However, I am on a truth journey and am evolving a bit on the Christianity issue. I do believe in the “laws of the universe” and have been able to meditate on something (law of attraction) and oftentimes, it comes to pass. My children have done the same thing. We have had my kids volleyball team pray for it not to rain when invited to have a game at our house on a very cloudy, lightly rainy day and we thought the rain blew past because it never rained at our house. We found out as my husband went to the grocery store a few blocks away that it was pouring down all around our subdivision but it never rained at our house. I desired to get a promotion to a management job at a large corporation and there was a process and a certain list you had to be on to be considered. I never knew about the list but got the position and was asked by another contender, how did I get it because I was not even on the list. I was declared Surplus and was going to be laid off if I didn’t find another position at the company within 90 days. During that time, I received what was called a “fax blast” before the computer technology replaced this. The fax told about a loan program where I could work in a department that needed temporary help since there was no work for me to do in my current department. I accepted a position and was placed in a work group on two occasions working until the assignment ended. I did get eventually get placed in a permanent job. When another friend was Surplused, I told her about the loan program. I gave her the same phone number to call. Nobody I spoke with had ever seen the “Fax Blast” which typically goes to ALL departments and the person at the number told her they never had any Loan Program. I was blown away. I have many more stories like that and could go on and on. However, what I think is that I have perfected this “law of attractiion” and as I mediate on what I want, those things tend to happen. I also saw the video “The Secret” which dealt with this same type of behavior and I could definitely identify with this. I also remember desiring a Ford Explorer when they had first come out and one pulled beside me at a red light. I looked over at and imagined myself sitting in the driver’s seat, looking down on the road and how it must feel to be elevated (as I drove a car at the time). About 2 weeks later, my husband came home and told me that had a blue Explorer that they were trying to sell. We ended up buying it from them and I was actually able to sit in the driver’s seat. So to me that is one thing. The time loss incident, I haven’t been quite able to figure out. The only other thought was that there was some type of drug that may have been put in the food we were served that caused me to have some type of reaction where I went into a state of mind and did loose time. I don’t know. Keep me posted of any new information. Thanks.

  9. Instances of Missing Time

    A child walking home from school notices the odd silence around him, despite the traffic and everyday motion on a city street. The street he turns on to get home seems to get farther away the closer he gets to it. Suddenly he “awakens” to find himself across town with his mother’s car parked close to him, the door open and his mother beckoning to him to get in the car. His mother told him she suddenly heard a voice in her head tell her to “get the child, he needs you”. There was no explanation for how the boy got to the other side of town, but approximately an hour had elapsed since he noticed the eerie quietness in the city streets.

    Was this you?????????? If not… wow.

    Source: http://blog.onlineclock.net/missing-time-experiences/

    1. I can’t imagine that someone had the same experience, particularly with their mother hearing, “Go get John, he needs you”. That’s definitely my story. It would have been nice if they linked back to my post. Thanks for bringing this to my attention.

  10. About 2 years ago I was taking a summer writing class that began at 9:25. On the last day of class we were going to hand in our papers and have a short final. The final was just going to be a short essay on a topic he would give that day and he told us we would only be there for like 15 minutes. I remember on this day I parked in the parking lot right across the street and when I got out of the car my clock said 9:23. my car was very close to the entrance of the building so it was only a 3-5 minute walk at most. my class was on the 2nd floor but I went to the coke machine located on the first floor of the building. now that coke machine was difficult in that it took several times of you putting a quarter in and it spitting it back out before it would actually take it. So I stood there and did that constant motion of putting the quarter in and then bending to get it out of the coin return and put it back in again before I finally got a coke. I don’t know how long I was standing there but it couldn’t have been more than 5 minutes. when I went up the stairs to my classroom it was completely empty. I was extremely confused because I knew I wasn’t that late and also there were 20 other people in my class and if they had left that classroom they would have had to walk down the stairs and walked right past me at the coke machine. But I never heard or saw anyone leaving. The only person I even saw in the lobby was one girl reading at a bench a little ways behind where I was at the coke machine. I was confused but more concerned that I had somehow just missed my final so I went up to the third floor to my professors office to give him my paper and talk to him about the final. the total time I took to get from the coke machine to the classroom and then to the professors office was probably 15 minutes. it was not a big building. when I got up to the office he had another student in there and they talked for about 5 minutes before I went in. I told him I was sorry that I was just getting a coke and must have been a few minutes late and missed the final. he looked at me with the craziest expression but then just took my paper and said I had a good grade and not to worry about the final. well I was relieved and went to leave I had to go to work at 11 and to me it had only been like 30 minutes, so I remember walking out of the building and thinking I had plenty of time to practice my drums before going to work but when I got in the car the clock said 11:15. needless to say I really freaked out. I mean I didn’t feel anything weird like you did. it all seemed like the normal flow of time and it wasn’t like I was just sitting someplace doing nothing or daydreaming where I could have lost track of time. I was moving the whole time. and even if I was really standing at the coke machine that long why didn’t I see anybody leave. there were no other exit options. a significant group of people had to have passed me. and there was the girl behind me that never moved. did she experience the same loss of time?
    anyways it really bothered me because i started to wonder if this was the first time it had happened. i don’t usually keep up with the clock and it all seemed to flow so ordinarily it really could have happened and me never know it. I also worried where I was during the time loss. if I didn’t see the rest of my class leave then did they see me as they left? I am on the road a lot for my job and I was really worried that this might happen while I was driving so I called my mom and told her about it. I have a standing neurologist that I go to because of my migraines and my mom made an appointment with her for the next day. she had me go do an EEG that day and the results came back negative. no abnormal patterns but she still said I probably had a absence seizure or petit mal seizure but I’ve looked these up and these types of seizures only last 10 to 30 seconds and usually occur during a time of inactivity.
    it hasn’t happened since then, at least that I know about, but it still really bothers me because no one can give me a good reason for why I would lose such a strange amount of time. I don’t believe that I was abducted because it doesn’t really fit the pattern but there may be some science we don’t understand yet that explains it. I have done a lot of research on black holes and know that they are not necessarily confined to space. there can be small black holes around you all the time. though we don’t understand worm holes as much as we do black holes there could potentially be wormholes around us. I don’t know I don’t have any evidence to back anything up. I just know I lost 30 -45 minutes and I have no idea why.

  11. My experience takes place back a few years ago and I wasn’t alone. I was 27 at the time. I was staying with a friend at his apartment that he shared with his elderly aunt and I needed to go back home to get a few things. He agreed to take me and we left. stopped I only lived 10 minutes away so the whole trip should have taken 20 minutes to get to my house and back again. We stopped by sonic to get some food, which we planned to eat after we returned to his apartment. It was 5:00 in the evening but still daylight outside sense it was summer. They brought out our food rather quickly and we left heading straight to my house. We got to my house and I quickly ran in to get what I needed. When I got back in the car, I tossed my things into the backseat and started to dig through my purse for my cell phone. We pulled out of the driveway and started heading back. We had only go a yards from my house, when I told my friend I couldn’t find my phone. He pulled off to the side of the road and planned to turn around, but a car was coming so he had to wait. Before the car passed I found my phone in the bottom of my purse and told him never mind. The car passed and he pulled back onto the road following along behind the car. We went up a hill and then the next thing we know both of us are “waking up” a few feet before the stop sign at the end of the road I lived on. It’s completely dark outside and neither one of us knows how we got where we were because the last thing we both remember was going up the hill behind a car. The car was now nowhere to be seen. When I glanced at the clock on the dashboard it said 6:55. it was almost seven and we had been gone for well over an hour. When I told him what time it was, he argued with me saying the clock must be wrong. When we got back to the apartment, his aunt asked us why we had been gone so long. We couldn’t explain it as we had no idea. It only takes 5 minutes to get from my house to the end of the road, so I know there’s no way we could have been traveling down it for over an hour. Neither one of us has ever remember where we were or what we were doing during that time, but we both clearly remember every detail clearly up to the point of going up that hill. I haven’t had any experiences like it since then and neither has he, but he refuses to talk about it to anyone but me. He doesn’t want people to think he’s crazy, but I just want to know what happened.

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