Can you explain this?

I've had many experiences that defy explanation but one stands out because it was a shared experience from my childhood. My younger sister and I were playing in a field close to home when we heard our parents calling us. Seeing them at the other end of the field I began to walk towards them but my sister took hold of my wrist so tightly and asked me not to go. When I argued that we'd get in to trouble she got so hysterical that I agreed and called out to my parents that we'd be along in a moment. Dad yelled to come home now and waited for a moment but they didn't come to get us. They left and I asked my sister why she was being so odd. She insisted that they weren't Mum and Dad, which was such a strange thing to say, but she was in such a state that I could tell she believed it. Nothing had seemed out of place about them to me; they looked, sounded and dressed just like our parents even down to Dads hat and Mum's hideous skirt. No way would I mistake even a convincing imposter for my parents but my sister's fear had gotten to me. I told her to stay behind me as we started home by our usual path, the one Mum and Dad had just gone by, but I was suddenly hit by the same raging fear that must have hit my sister before. I screamed for her to run and we both went as fast as we could back in to the field and out the other side. We didn't stop running until we reached our own back door but when we burst through it and I saw my Mum sat preparing sprouts on her lap I turned to jelly. Up until that point, I hadn't believed my sister's fear or my own. I thought we'd gotten carried away with our imaginations and even though my own eyes and my instincts were telling me otherwise I just couldn't take it in. I asked Mum why she changed her clothes but I knew she hadn't because I'd seen her in that dress when we left. Mum and Dad hadn't come to the fields. We've talked about it only twice since and it still sends shivers down my spine. What if we'd gone?

Coincidence

Once, when I was living in Chicago, I went to Boston, where I looked up a friend who had a sister whose identity I will cloak with the name of Susie. We went to a party at her place, where she was not used to drinking tequila, and drank too much. She later reported that she had required a few days to recover from the experience. About a year later, back in Chicago, I was talking to a friend with whom there was no connection with the friend in Boston. He mentioned that the previous summer, in Paris, he had met an American girl from Boston who had said that at a party she had drunk too much tequila and had needed a few days to get over it. I asked if her name was Susie; he confirmed that it was. A subsequent comparison of notes and impressions about this girl were enough to convince us that it was the same person.

Empty face across me

Hello, personnaly i've had more stories each different, but this one is clear to me true, you've possibly read stories about people having sleep paralzisis and seeing ghosts, well my story is that a while ago i used to just wake up in my bed paralized and frozen with fear, but scientific evidence show it was just that i had a sleeping disorder(i have recieved much more sleep after the first paralisis) but i always seemed to just go to my room lay on my bed and just loss control of my strength and be helpless, this one time i was actually quite entertained by that fact that i was paralized (i'm young so blah)i layed there for about 30 seconds then suddenly this weird glow appeared infront of my face (the kind of glow that if you look at someones camera as it flashes then look away), i wasn't sure what it was, slowly i could see two eyes with a empty expression on her face as she layed face to face in front of me, i don't get scared by this so called paranormal anymore, things like this become second nature, but that face is undescribible in the blank eyes.. Ghosts are true and those who don't know this fact never meet a past being before.

from beyond

another incident after my friend died a tragic death. my close friends parents came over for their sons funeral,and stayed in a hotel, while i was waiting for them to meet me in the bar, i saw my friend float from the hotel kitchen over to the bar. the next day we visited his body and i thought someone was over my shoulder, and then i felt someone stroke my arm, but noone was there. also i have seen his face, all burnt and sparkly overlook me when i have been in bed, i new it was him, and thought maybe the burnt but sparkly effect, may of been because he was cremated.