10 Coincidences That Are Too Real to Be Just Coincidences

1. “My mom bought me this ‘Pinkie’ print because she thought I looked like her.”

2:

“My old work did a Secret Santa with a $10 limit, and I didn’t know my recipient well. Last minute, I spotted an old copy of Oliver Twist in a second-hand bookstore for $10 and bought it.

On the day of the gift exchange, I noticed a woman crying and heard people asking for her Secret Santa. I went over and revealed myself. She hugged me and tearfully explained that 10 years ago her house burned down with all her belongings, including that very book. The copy I gave her was the exact same edition, weathered in the same spots, as if I had grabbed it off her shelf before the fire.” Ripley2179 / Reddit

3. “I spilled some of my drink, and it looks like a fish.”

4. “I peeled the sticker off my red pear and revealed a green pear.”

5.

“In 10th grade English class, the teacher didn’t have anything planned for us to do, and it was close to the end of the year I guess, so she goes to the big cupboard in the corner and pulls out a stack of copies. It’s examples of a successful essay written during a final exam, so we can learn what a good one looks like and how to build a narrative, etc. The topic of these was What was the most pivotal moment of your life?

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