This is a true story that happened to me. I'm not sure what it was but it was really weird!

One day I was going to see my dad by train to Toronto. My train was scheduled to leave by 3:27 pm and my boyfriend Jon was supposed to drive me to the station. He had gone to the store to pick something up and he was not home yet when I was supposed to be on my way to the station. I was looking out the front door to watch for him and I was very upset that I was going to miss my train ( I did!) and I finally saw him coming up the street. I turned around to get my suitcase and when I turned back around I expected him to be in the driveway and he wasn't.

By then I was furious and I started to flip out and wonder where the hell he went to. Did he drive by the house and keep going? Did he forget something at the store he went to? Anyway, he finally showed up about fifteen minutes after I saw him and I confronted him as he walked in the door. I asked him why he hadn't pulled in the driveway and he told me that he hadn't even been on the street! I said that I had seen him fifteen minutes ago and he still insisted that he hadn't been anywhere near the house!

I still can't figure out what happened that day. I swear up and down that I saw his car coming up the street with him driving it! His car is hard to mistake because it has white spots on the roof where the paint peeled off. It was a very strange experience and I won't forget it any time soon.