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A couple's limo broke down while they were traveling to Atlantic City. Another couple pulled up behind them and offered to help. A week later, the couple who helped received the deed to their house paid off. This story is true.

In 1979, I encountered a 7-foot tall alien gray with a terrible stench. I quickly shot at them with my Walther PPK pistol, killing two. However, one alien waved its hand, causing a blue beam to hit me, burning my fingers and opening me up like a fish. The experience was intense and frightening.

A mother admires a man but notices that he never makes eye contact. She wonders if he might be a demon or devil.

I noticed a bright light above me, initially thinking it was a helicopter. Then, I found myself on the side of the road with my car off and the clock showing 3 AM, realizing I had lost six hours. I remember being on a glass-like table, unable to move or speak, surrounded by four aliens staring at me. Later, I was in a room resembling a slaughterhouse, with various animals and even some humans hanging on meat hooks. The smell was awful. I also had some mushrooms around noon, feeling disoriented and drunk, just going through the motions, unsure of what was happening.

I had a scary encounter in a parking lot when a man approached me. I yelled at him to stay away and he backed off. He got angry and cursed at me from a distance, but didn't come any closer. I kept repeating that men should never approach women in parking lots. If it happens to you, use a strong voice and don't be polite. They should leave you alone.

I saw people in Atlanta in a budget truck with their hands tied up. I decided to follow them until I could find help or authorities.

A man in a gray shirt and pants arrived in a Chevy pickup truck, leaving his door open. He approached me, insisting that I needed to leave the area. I was near a picnic table by the fence when he confronted me. He then moved on to two other individuals nearby. It seemed he was the only one driving the truck, which was parked across the property. After a while, he left but returned later before leaving again. I asked about a red pickup truck and mentioned that I was unsure if he had been shot at. He was seen coming down White Star Road, and I was informed that someone would come to take my statement.

I was involved in a cult that attacked Christians. I channeled demons who wanted to cause chaos. At 16, I met Satan himself, and our cult started specifically targeting Christians, including clergy. However, we couldn't harm Christians who were actively praying for protection. This made me angry and curious about the power Christians had to nullify demons. The Lord's prayer provides perfect protection, and nothing can get through. I find comfort in knowing that Satan is defeated and has no power. I wish more people understood this.

I found this old mirror behind a wall and removed its backing, jokingly calling it the haunted mirror. Now, I see strange hand marks on the original backing, and I’m not sure what caused them. I’ve decided to get rid of this mirror as soon as possible.

I was detained for a couple of hours because they suspected I had a bomb. The bomb squad, ATF, and FBI were involved, but they eventually let me go. I could fix a lot of things mechanically; there's a lot going on in my mind. A friend gave me a sweet bike a couple of years ago, and I'm currently on a cross-country journey. Right now, I'm stalled but aiming to reach Boise in 100 days. If I leave today, I'll make it to the convention tomorrow. What do you think is better: Sheetz or Wawa? They both have good options.

In 1979, I encountered a 7-foot alien gray with a terrible stench. I quickly shot at them with my small pistol, killing two. However, one alien used a blue beam that burned me and removed my fingers. The encounter was challenging due to my regular clothes and the alien's space suit-like appearance.

My daughter almost got kidnapped today. We saw a suspicious black van at Ross's. After shopping, the van disappeared, and an older lady asked my daughter for help finding her debit card. My instincts kicked in, and I intervened. The lady started speaking a different language, and the black van reappeared. It was a scary situation.

I joined the army to make my grandma proud, but I ended up smuggling two people for quick cash. I drove to a hotel to pick them up, armed only with pepper spray and a knife. I brought snacks to avoid trouble. The sheriff gave me a pocket bible, which made me reflect on my actions. I realized I should earn money honestly and help my family the right way. My faith in God has grown, and I see this experience as a message to change my ways.

In late 2006, my car stalled in LA, but luckily I coasted off to safety. The mechanic later told me that if I had started the car, it would have exploded and I wouldn't have survived. Since then, I've been living in fear, trying to stay calm and avoid gaining too much knowledge, as it seems dangerous with someone named Angel around. Additionally, my car was firebombed, supposedly by people hired by a person named Mr. Nygaard to silence me.

At 15 years old, I met Oprah Winfrey for the first time. I was taken to a house where she gave me a pill and we kissed. She told me to have sex with someone who moves money. I was high by the time I got to him. She complimented my smile and asked me to call her Auntie. Another girl from my school, Carter High School, was there too, but she was sent to a different room.

Inside a 3-star motel, something really freaked me out near the front door. It wasn't the vaccine growing, but something else. It was creepy and messed up.

In late 2006, my car stalled in LA, but luckily I managed to coast off the road near the Beverly Center. The mechanic later informed me that if I had started the car, it would have exploded, and I wouldn't have survived. Since then, I've been living in fear, trying to stay calm and avoid gaining too much knowledge, as it seems dangerous when it comes to someone named Angel. Additionally, my car was firebombed, allegedly by individuals hired by a person named Mr. Nygaard, who wanted to silence me.

I am a single man who doesn't want just one wife like King Solomon. My case is coming up next Thursday and I've had many adventures. I am often tempted, but I believe in karma. I have never harmed anyone and I don't think it will affect my access to heaven. My legacy is still intact. Thank you for your time.

Wow, your grandpa was a special guy. Thanks for helping me clean out his barn. It means a lot. This is grandpa's old car, Kirby, from the fifties. He loved it and even called it magic. I think it wants us to get in. Why won't it open? Did it just smack me? I didn't know my grandfather well, but he was the greatest guy I ever met. How about we listen to some music? I'm taking this thing to the scrapyard tomorrow. Kirby knows he messed up. Where have you guys been? Stacy's party is tonight. I could use a drink, but the Uber won't be here for 25 minutes. No way I'm getting in that car. Lyft it is!

The speaker heard a story about a couple whose limo broke down in Atlantic City. Another couple stopped to help, and a week later, the limo couple's house was paid off. The speaker believes this story is true and shows the good karma of the man who helped.

I was praying for a police officer when I got shot in the face with a glass banger. It was unexpected and shocking.

I was on a flight and witnessed a strange interaction between a woman and a man in a hoodie. The woman was having a conversation with the man, but he never spoke a word. It seemed like she was getting more and more agitated, and the man was intensely focused on her. Eventually, the flight attendant intervened, but the woman couldn't handle it anymore and left the plane. The man in the hoodie didn't say anything and just shrugged when asked about it. Later, he winked at me in a peculiar way. Looking back, I realized his wink was different, but I didn't think much of it at the time.

I was in this state because I had just experienced a terrifying encounter with two poorly dressed girls who seemed like bad people. They started approaching me, yelling and inviting me. Luckily, I was at a red light and saw a taxi coming towards me. I moved towards the taxi, but the girls followed me, shouting things in a language I think was Arabic. I was paralyzed and didn't know what to do. Thankfully, I stood in the middle of the road and the taxi stopped, acting as a barrier between me and the girls. I got in the taxi and felt like an angel had saved me. Without the taxi driver, they probably would have raped and robbed me, as that seemed to be their intention.

You're from Africa, right? Did you come by plane, bus, or walk? Did you walk from Africa to Mexico? Oh, I see.

I used to live in Las Vegas and had a neighbor, a drunk ex-military guy, who claimed to have worked at Area 51. One night during a power outage, he pointed out Orion's belt and said the good aliens lived on one star while the bad aliens lived on another. He described the good aliens as small, gray beings and the bad ones as tall, brown, and smelly. When I asked how UFOs traveled, he said they ran on electricity gathered in space and could open a void to move quickly, almost like falling into themselves. I was skeptical but intrigued. I once saw something in the Mojave Desert that moved much faster than a plane, making me wonder about UFOs. If this is true and I’ve revealed government secrets, I hope they don’t come after me.