Post by Grumpydrawer on Feb 20, 2016 18:51:37 GMT -5
This isn't the most interesting paranormal experience per say but it's the only one I've ever had.
So I'll set the scene. It's around 8:00PM at night in the late autumn in the car park of a (fairly modern) church in Alter Vista, Ottawa Ontario in Canada between 2004-2007 (when my family temporaily resided in Canada due to my Dad's work). It's your average carpark but it's behind the church. Bar the bit you drive in the only other way out and a chained up (and locked) gate at the back of the car park, the other sides being blocked by the back of the church and a fence/hedge combo.
Anyway I had just been picked up from Cubs, at least I think it was Cubs, by my Dad and we were just sitting down in his car in the car park. Whilst my Dad is getting the station he wants on the radio and I watch a red car (small, modern and I have no idea of the exact type) go by us. Keep in mind here I was facing the way out of the car park and my Dad was facing the radio, thus neither of us saw it once it had past the front of the car because we weren't looking straight ahead or over towards the fence.
Less than a few seconds later I look to my left (our car was facing the back of the church, so the chained gate was to the left) and notice something odd. The red car is now on the other side of the fence, it's read end facing us as if it had just driven through. There was no way out of the car park to get to the other side of the fence coming back the way it came, thus I would have seen it do so. And of course that fence was chained shut, there is no way someone could have unchained it, taken off the chains, driven through and the rechained and relocked the gate in those few seconds. Yet there it was, on the other side of the fence driving away.
Only explanation I came to at the time as the car drove away, that my equally confused Dad came too at the time too when he realised that it wasn't possible it got on the other side of the gate that quick, was that it must have past through the fence. As impossible as that sounds. I swear I'm not crazy!
So that's the story.
So I'll set the scene. It's around 8:00PM at night in the late autumn in the car park of a (fairly modern) church in Alter Vista, Ottawa Ontario in Canada between 2004-2007 (when my family temporaily resided in Canada due to my Dad's work). It's your average carpark but it's behind the church. Bar the bit you drive in the only other way out and a chained up (and locked) gate at the back of the car park, the other sides being blocked by the back of the church and a fence/hedge combo.
Anyway I had just been picked up from Cubs, at least I think it was Cubs, by my Dad and we were just sitting down in his car in the car park. Whilst my Dad is getting the station he wants on the radio and I watch a red car (small, modern and I have no idea of the exact type) go by us. Keep in mind here I was facing the way out of the car park and my Dad was facing the radio, thus neither of us saw it once it had past the front of the car because we weren't looking straight ahead or over towards the fence.
Less than a few seconds later I look to my left (our car was facing the back of the church, so the chained gate was to the left) and notice something odd. The red car is now on the other side of the fence, it's read end facing us as if it had just driven through. There was no way out of the car park to get to the other side of the fence coming back the way it came, thus I would have seen it do so. And of course that fence was chained shut, there is no way someone could have unchained it, taken off the chains, driven through and the rechained and relocked the gate in those few seconds. Yet there it was, on the other side of the fence driving away.
Only explanation I came to at the time as the car drove away, that my equally confused Dad came too at the time too when he realised that it wasn't possible it got on the other side of the gate that quick, was that it must have past through the fence. As impossible as that sounds. I swear I'm not crazy!
So that's the story.
