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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.

790 thoughts on “Missing Time Experience?

  1. The time period was around 1958,in the winter…I remember “sking” on my shoes down a hill that I and friends had sleded and slid many times before…There was a bump in the middle of the hill that was never a problem.. that I never remember getting to…the next thing I remember is being on the couch with my Mom looking down at me and asking ifI was alright…All that I could say was” It seems all like a dream …a dream!” I know I never hit my head nor had any brusies that I remember..yet I feel to this day I was transported from one space to another..by some one or something …. damn I wish some one help could me find and explain this loss of time..(by recollection it would be about an hour or more)…The other thing I know I saw a Reptilian come thru the wall and back right away when I was in a different city and home when I was 5 or so… WANT AND ANSWER TO MY LOSS OF TIME..’m now 66 years old. Thanks to whomever!

    1. I wish I could give you an answer, Drew. I’ve been trying to figure this out most of my life and I still don’t know for sure. I only have ideas but no concrete proof of them. Over the past couple of years I’ve come to believe that much of what has been called “paranormal” experiences may be rooted in the demonic. I had always been very averse to attaching any sort of religious beliefs to paranormal events. When I heard proponents of that theory my reaction would typically be, “Those religious extremists think everything is either God or the devil.” In other words, I would scoff at the notion. Not so much now, however. Not since an experience that I had in June of 2014. Now I’m fairly convinced that at least some of the paranormal is demonic in nature, and perhaps all (or at least much) of it is.

      Question for you: Do strange or unexplained happenings run in your family? Did one or more of you parents have these kinds of experiences? Or any of your immediate family or relatives? There seems to be a strong link with family, often going back generations. Also, besides the missing time and reptilian incidents, have any other unexplainable incidents occur at any other point in your life? Usually these are part of an ongoing pattern. If you have a few minutes you might want to fill out the questionnaire that I developed.

  2. Hello,

    I wanted to share something that happened to me on February 10th 2017 at around 7:15PM EST. On Friday around 6:30PM I left my house to go pickup a pizza we had ordered for dinner. I made the trip there with nothing abnormal, began the trip home and seem to have lost some time. After making a left turn onto NC RT49 in Roxboro, NC, heading back to my home about 9 miles away, I remember seeing a section of the road where after the left turn, the road has 4 lanes. About a mile or two after that the road narrows to 2 lanes and its around another 8 miles to my house. I moved here about 3 years ago, so I am usually looking around at landmarks, way points, or familiar sights to keep me aware of where I am. During this trip home I remember the part where the road changes to two lanes, but have no memory of what I saw during the trip home until I looked up, saw lights in the sky above me, and realized I had driven passed the road my house in on, and driven another 8 miles or so. I only remember seeing the lights above the road, and had to sort of hunch down in the seat to see them above the road. At that point I realized where I was, looked at the clock and it was 7:28PM. I thought maybe I had fallen asleep, but the road has some curves-twists that could not be navigated without some sort of intelligent control. I have no idea what happened, but thought I needed to tell someone about it.

    1. Scott – Thanks for sharing your experience. I know these things can be very upsetting and it usually helps to talk about it. There have been a lot of people who have had similar experiences, believe me. Probably many more than you would guess. Feel free to keep in touch if anything else happens. Hopefully it’s just an isolated incident.

  3. My theory of what happened to you would be that were pulled through a some sort of transdimensional portal by the nephilim (dead nephilim are referred to as demons) which are genetically manipulated human hybrids of the fallen angels. These would also be your pop culture grey aliens. It was God or one of His angels that told your mother to go get you. I had a similar experience when I was a kid that I just remembered from when I was about the same age as you were, (why I just googled “missing time experiences” and ended up here). It was followed by some other strange and frightening and different type of occurrences such as an attack by “Lilith”/ Succubus/ dark shadow entity, a UFO sighting in which I believe I saw it pass into a dimensional portal, plenty of sleep paralysis in which one time I got a good look at the entity that was there… nephilim grey, also what I believe to be false memories of trusted people from my childhood leading me astray on a spiritual and metaphysical level (I believe these were dreams, in which these nephilim were telepathically communicating with me while taking on the appearance of people that I trusted). Later in life just the right conditions occurred for me to lose all hope and turn away from my faith in God which I then came under severe demonic attack and in which the false memories from childhood played a large part along with a miraculous escape from death that had happened just a few years prior to this experience. I ended up under the belief I had somehow condemned myself to hell thanks to those false memories, undoing my miraculous death escape, and that I was actually dead but living in an alternate universe. I nearly ended up killing myself among other things, but I thankfully I didn’t do anything too crazy, kept my morality intact, and no one got hurt. Little traumatic stress on my part, but I’ve mostly recovered after 13 years. Now just a couple years ago I just had another miraculous escape from death which may have very well have been influenced by these beings. For whatever particular reason, they really hate me. Maybe I should be flattered that they hate me, after all I’m pretty sure where these things are from, runs parallel to our future. They know stuff that’s going to come.

    1. I believe that many people have these kinds of experiences but very few talk about them publicly, for obvious reasons. Over the past few years I’ve come to believe that my paranormal experiences are demonic in origin, and yes, I agree that I was rescued from that missing time experience and my mother contacted by my guardian angel, or God, or some divine power of His. It makes me wonder about all these people – particularly kids – who go missing every year. Wherever I was or had been taken to, I was delivered from there by someone who was on my side, watching out for me. If not for that I might have become one of those missing children.

      I’ll write about this very soon, but I had another experience less than three years ago that I feel relates to my missing time incident and all the other paranormal episodes in my life. That experience brought me back to my faith as well. I’ve come to believe that faith in God is the only thing that can rescue people who are under these attacks.

  4. I would like to share an experience that not only happened to me, but also it happened to my wife.
    I’m going back about 20yrs ago, so around 1997, can’t remember the month or day though.

    My wife and I were getting ready to go to work as per normal. We left home in out car at about 7am. We take the same route everyday, but this particular morning was very different to all the rest to this very day.

    We always check the time in our car as we are leaving, and it showed 7am. We drove and spoke of things as we were driving along, at the end of the road where we have to turn, which only takes 5 minutes from where we live, my eye caught the clock on the car and it showed it was 8am. I quickly said to my wife in astonishment “it’s 8 o’clock! it can’t be!!” She also looked and was stun at what she saw. I checked my wrist watch and it also showed 8 o’clock.

    We both were late for work as to what had happened. I still have no answer as to what transpired on that day and from time to time I say to my wife, “remember that day we lost an hour of our life” We will never forget that year.

    1. Hello- I read your experience and can relate to that, only my missing time was not outside the house, but from walking from one end of my living room to the other. I’ve mentioned this before, but an author I know (PMH Atwater) is writing a book (one of many) on near death experiences. She also touches on missing time, different dimensions , and she said that more and more of these things are happening to people. She explained as we are moving into different astrological or planetary eras, ( like the age of Aquarius- remember the song? ) and into the Pisces, some people are witnessing “glitches” in time. She said she remembers walking down a street and seeing a woman approach her, and then vanish. She laughed to herself when she saw this as she knew she had just witnessed a “glitch”. She said this happen frequently, but many people, as you know, are too distracted, or have their faces in their phones, to witness some of the smallest glitches. I would say you went through this rift in time, but you sound like you came out ok, just a little puzzled.

  5. Hi everybody my name is Eddie and the experience I had this morning was quite the opposite. I live in Mesa AZ. And I am currently working for a subcontractor for a cable company and driving a company vehicle. Sunday morning is our Monday morning to start the work week. My alarm on my cell phone is set for 4:45 am to recuperate from my sleep before my second alarm I have set at 5:00 am to get up and take my shower for work. But after I took my shower, came out dried my shelf with the towel put my boxers on, seen some missed long hairs from the hair cut I received with my wife’s help from last night. I took the scissors and trim several spots on my scalp. Shaved, brush my teeth got dressed made my lunch for the day. Seen the kitchen digital clock on the electric stove it was 6:13am time for me to leave to make it for our 6:30am meeting our company said we’ll have before we start our routes. I get into the company vehicle put my key in the ignition and start the engine but it fluttered before it finally started. It never did that before it’s fairly new it only had 7,000 miles on it when it was assigned to me. I thought that was a little weird. So I pull out of our drive down the street right on Brown Rd. another right on Higley Rd. as I always do going to work. And as I glance at the digital clock on the dash it shows it to be 5:18am I thought that maybe that fluttering electrical start may have ruined the clock some how so I looked at the time on my cell phone and it was the same time. Thinking how can that be there’s no way I could have did all that this morning so quickly. I came up to the next stop lights which is Adobe Dr. so turned right and went back home because I’m not going in one hour early. I got home and checked the clocks in the kitchen and it showed 5:22am or something to that affect. And checked the clock the cable DVR that we have. It was the same which baffled me so I went into our game room where my grandson and I play video games and in there I put a ticking time clock it uses a battery but nonetheless a ticking clock and the time was the same. I woke up my wife told her what happened. She was still a somewhat sleepy and I stood about three feet from the foot of the bed looking at the clock on the DVR and the time on my cellphone time and the alarm times I have to wake me up to make sure they were not set earlier by accident. Puzzled as to what happened with the time. I did not lose time I gained​ time by one hour. And my wife looked at me and said are you alright? What’s wrong you look confused. So that’s when I looked up in the internet to see if that has ever happens to anybody before. Mind you I gained time not lost time. That’s when I found this site. Just that I’d share my experience. Very odd never had this happen to me. I wrote this today because it happened today 03-12-17. While it was still fresh in my mind.

    1. Hi Eddie

      We just “spring forward” by one day with daylight savings. Are you sure that’s not responsible? It literally happened yesterday.

  6. My name is Jim. I don’t recall the exact year..it was in the 70s, I had a Dream, at the end of this dream that I also can’t recall, i remember (still in the Dream), someone ran past me, flashed a card in front of me that READ “INDRID COLD” At the time I thought nothing of it. Later on I began to think it might be important, so I found “a card”, wrote the words down & spent most of my life trying to look for a desert, a Cold drink, or foreign words. SEVERAL years later, i had just gone in & layed down on my bed, for a minute at most. To get up off the bed, to find out from my mom, that I’d been asleep for 3 Hours. I’m not sure, but it wasn’t untill 2015 that I had found INDRID Cold, through “A man Called Cold”. I WAS FLOORED!! all this time, Being Shown weird things, Having BAD things happen, Leaves me furious & whith a lot of unanswered questions for this Mr COLD. INCLUDING MY MISSING OF 3 Hours of my life. HOPE THIS IS OF SOME HELP. THANKS.

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