35 Stories That Sound 100% Made Up But Are Actually True

I have an inverted heart. My blood pumps the opposite way in my body than everyone else. You guys are pumping East. I’m pumping west

The first time I ever went to the casino, on the first slot machine I ever touched, I bet 80 cents and won a jackpot of $800. It paid rent that month.

I have full-spectrum synaesthesia, meaning that all of my senses are crossed with one another. As a result, I can quite literally taste the rainbow, I can see why kids love the flavor of Cinnamon Toast Crunch, and whenever The Rock flexes, I can smell what he's cooking.

No, it doesn't make life more interesting for me. Keep in mind, I've never known anything different.

Yes, it does have some small benefits. The condition often helps me with any writing that I do.

No, it isn't a superpower, despite what you might have seen on whatever show that got it wrong.

Yes, I get asked these questions whenever I mention having the condition.

TL;DR: According to some, my life is a permanent acid trip.

A couple of years ago, I was flat broke and in a store spending my last couple of bucks on ramen to get me through pay day. The lottery happened to be high, so I decided to spend my literal last $2 on a ticket. Well, this little old lady walked up behind me, and since the store was packed, I let her go ahead of me in the line. She purchased one quick pick lottery ticket. I then purchased my lottery ticket and ramen and went home. A couple of days later, I saw her on the news: She was the only winner of a $90 million jackpot. If I hadn't let her in front of me, I would've purchased that ticket, and I'd be millionaire right now.

I have seen my own intestine.

Since somebody asked: Semi-Truck blew a red light as I was pulling out of the hospital I worked at. The ED crew ran out, shoveled me off the asphalt, and ran me inside. If it had been anywhere else I'd have bled out before an ambulance arrived. It broke my left everything, including ten ribs, many if which wound up in my lung, one of which is still unaccounted for. I was fortunate enough not to suffer any spinal damage, but I did lose my left leg below the knee. I've made a mostly full recovery, less the.leg and significant lung functionality.

If you think about how a grape splits open when you squeeze it too hard you'll have the right idea.

Tea makes me drunk. A single glass of standard Lipton's Iced Tea and I am giggly, silly, fall down drunk. Look me dead in the eye and deadpan say "Joke" and I will piss myself laughing for half an hour. All well and good, cheap drunk, right? But I get a devastating hangover the next day -- head pounding, throwing up, the whole bit. Alcohol almost never gives me a hang over, but tea hang overs are absolutely miserable.

My uncle is Bill Gotez. Its pronounced Gates. I told some people at my elementary school and one of the teachers called a parent teacher meeting to talk about me lying all the time. My mom came in and backed up my story. At the time I didn't even know who Bill Gates was and didn't understand why no one believed me.

Uncle Bill isn't very good with computers. In my early teens I would give him tech support.

My wife is a childcare provider, and some years ago one of her clients was a couple with a little girl about 2 years old. They dressed her up as a prisoner in an orange jumpsuit with makeup eyebrows and scars on her face. She became the non-crying half of the 'timeout changes a man' meme. The crying boy in the picture is a neighbor.

I was once picked up by a large bird when I was younger. (Around 3 ) Lifted me at least 4 feet off the ground then dropped me and flew away.

I don't get tired from running, and I can continually run without stopping for extended periods of time, and only tend to stop cause get bored from running. Other than having larger than average lungs due to being active, and also having a slightly larger heart than normal, I (along with everyone else) cannot figure out why I do not get tired from running... it doesn't make sense. In soccer games, people I play against tend to slow down as the game goes on, as their energy drains, but mine never lets up, and I can play multiple games with the exact same stamina as before, and looking at me, I look very regular, no six pack or anything, it's very strange.... I do also have very large Calf muscles, that could also be factor

EDIT: I forgot to mention that I DO NOT GET BRUISES. That may be also something to note that can correspond with my lack of tiredness. I've been kicked so hard in soccer, my Shin Bone Swells, but no bruises ever occur. I have friends test it on me and punch me as hard as they can, but no bruise will ever come. I think it's a chemical thing in my body

My great grandfathers story

He was born in Estonia, and after getting in trouble with the Russian mafia there as a teenager he fled to Sweden where he joined the military. Cue WWII and he’s sent to Italy to help some friends of friends get out of trouble with his brothers. Battle between the Italians and allies goes south, and one of his brothers is killed. The other two, along with himself, are captured and sent to a POW camp in Italy. A couple months in another of his brothers is killed in the camp. Following that Mussolini shows up to the camp and talks with my great grandpa. Why, I couldn’t tell you. After that him and his last surviving brother attempt a jail break where he escapes, but loses his brother. My grandfather goes north until he’s captured by the Russians, who he talks his way out of being a prisoner with and is rather treated as a guest until one day he’s summoned by none other than Joseph Stalin who he becomes friends with. At the end of the war Stalin sends him back to Sweden with a coin and a watch with the engraving “from Joseph to Reinhardt”

I can change my eye color between brown and green at will. Takes a minute but I can.

I was briefly the suspect in a mini-horse murder investigation.

I can’t get brain freeze. Not sure how unbelievable that is, but most people are pretty confused by it. I have some extra bone growth, called a torus, that presses up against my soft palate and prevents me from getting brain freeze.

I was hit in the face by the nozzle of a gas pump because the guy on the other side of the pump from me didn’t take the nozzle out of his car before he drove away. The rubber tube stretched forward, sprung back and WAM! the whole thing hit me right in the face.