Immovable solid objects suddenly re-located in a seemingly impossible manner. (Re-posted for any genuine intrested parties)

I have slightly amended the original post to take into account my own progression in opinion over the last year. I am reposting this as a genuine experience against the mainly fictional stories expounded in this sub.

Approximately 24-25 years ago I fitted a washing machine with my best friend in his kitchen. It was a small kitchen perhaps 10 by 8 feet. From the door way looking in longways, the washing machine was central on the left, straight ahead central was the sink and to the right central opposite the washing machine was the oven. After plumbing in the just purchased secondhand washing machine we put it on to check it worked all ok. I sat down opposite it on the floor and lent back, as I did I banged my head on the handle across the top of the oven door. Nothing bad, just one of those things one remembers doing. The washing machine and plumbing worked just fine.

About two weeks later I was back at my friends house and walked into the kitchen and noticed the sink was now where the oven had been and the oven now straight ahead and at 90 degrees to the washing machine. Thinking nothing much of it, I instantly said "oh, when did you get your kitchen rearranged?" to which my friend Steve said they hadn't. I was surprised and a little confused and asked him about me knocking my head etc, which he couldn't remember, though to be fair Steve possibly wouldn't remember that type of thing anyway. I was at this point perplexed and didn't know what to make of things. During the same period of time one night another friend and I rode two motor cycles up and down a path along the edge of the recreation sports field near my house. There are trees on the other side of the path opposite the field. So we have a path about six or seven feet wide with trees and bushes right along one side and a grass field along the other. We raced our bikes, with head lights on, up and down the path (about 500 yards long) and along the edge of the field, as 6-7 feet is not really wide enough for side by side riding. The path has street lighting in the tree edge side, so with our headlights on too, our way was well lit.

Around a week later (day or so after the kitchen 'magically' rearranging it self,) I walked up via the recreation ground and on getting there, like going into the kitchen, immediately noticed three benches along the edge of the field just where I'd been racing up and down it on my bike. I thought - oh, where did they come from? Then on reaching them I discovered that they were old and set into old dirty cracked concrete footings. I was never 100% sure they weren't there when riding the bikes, but I couldn't see how I'd of missed them as they were right in the path of where I was racing. So for twenty odd years I have recounted this story to people and thought about it every time I've walked past the field and benches. I moved else where in town for about ten years and then moved back to this area about seven years ago.

I have two dogs these days and walk over to that field regularly late at night with my dogs. We would sometimes run down the path with both dogs being on retractable extending leads. My bitch Lucy would run out to the side of me (her alpha) about 8-10 feet and my dog Gently (a highly wilful male pit bull) would run ahead of me a similar distance. When we would get to where the benches are I would have to stop or Lucy would go around the outside of them and the lead would snag around the benches, typical dog style. Most walks we'd walk and the dogs would sniff in the trees and bushes with Gently cocking his leg up the street lights often.

The street lights in our town are numbered and coded, the ones along this stretch of path are HE 21 to HE 30 approximately, and also there is another part to the code I forget at this moment. I've always assumed the HE is because this area is called Heelands, but I've never checked this out. I say this because one of the lamps would always be out when walking the dogs and that stretch of path would be in dark shadow with dark woods behind the trees. Ever since I was a child I've had a mild fear of the dark. For that reason I took down the number of the street lamp in the bushes and trees during a day time walk - HE 28, meaning to phone the local maintenance department and report the broken light. I never got round to it though.

Then in May three years ago I am walking the dogs and as I approach the field from the far side, with the lighting in the distance, I see all the lights are lit and think to myself, ah wonderful the lamp has been fixed! Then after going up through the tree lined path this side of the field and under the subway beneath the main road, I climb up the steps from the subway to the path I once rode the motor bike up and down and immediately stop in amazement that the street lights are now all along the edge of the field just as the benches are. No longer are they in the trees and bushes. Now my dog Gently stops at all the lamps along the grass edge and my bitch Lucy can no longer run along the edge of the field as I run the path when she is on the lead (I always keep them on the lead in town.) Had I not been recounting the story of the benches seeming to 'appear' along an otherwise empty field edge for over twenty years while remembering the nights racing motor bikes, I'd perhaps doubt myself, but I have hard and fast and very clear memories not least including all the dog walking nights and also the benches standing alone in the edge of the field the last twenty odd years.

Also now at night the street lights and the trees now make a tunnel effect up the path, where as I used to walk the path with the lamps to the right of me in the trees while I star gazed up to the open sky over the field to my left. Now the lights are on my left and in my eyes as I try to look up at the sky.

So, this is my story/experience. I believe I have had a couple of other 'changes' happen too, but none I can be so 100% certain about as this one. Maybe because of the fact I was young and not 100% certain all those years ago, yet I have had over twenty years to muse on the idea, I have taken this experience in my stride.

To add to this, new recent information, I had begun to wonder if maybe somehow the local authority had actually moved the lamps, as unlikely as the evidence suggested. Just recently I found out about Google Street View 'Historic View', and sure enough going back as far as 2008/9 the lamps are along the field. Thus I now can be certain they were not moved by authorities and also that the change of position has been altered 'backwards' in time too. I point to a new post of a hypothesis in the Mandela Effect sub in relation to this final point. https://old.reddit.com/r/MandelaEffect/comments/a0jc9l/a_new_physics_based_explanation_i_have_never_seen/

To those of you who have genuinely experienced previously considered 'impossible' happenings, Hey there, hope you are all ok and settled with your unexplainable ''crazy shit''. Peace and love guys :)