Well, I've been with my boyfriend for three years, and last year, something funny happened on the way home from his house.

He lives in the town next to mine, and neither of us have our driver's licenses. His dad was driving me home one evening, and my boyfriend and I were in the back seat. We were taking the back-roads to my house, and on the way there, we passed a cemetery. Nothing special or spooky about it. I noticed it, but didn't think anything of it since I've seen it hundreds of times. About fifteen minutes later (keep in mind, this is a 30 minute trip), we passed it again. It caught my attention, but I ignored it, thinking that I was seeing things. Then ten minutes later, we passed it a third time. I was really concerned, but I was thinking of any possible explanation, I was tired, I was imagining it, my eyes were playing tricks on me, but then my boyfriend leaned over and said, "Hey, did we just pass that cemetery three times?" It was pretty freaky, and I'm still not entirely sure what happened.