Hshs. All the experiences I've read sound interesting. On my part, I was around 6 I think, visiting my grandparents for my grandpa's birthday. There was this delicious chocolate cake that we had at dinner. Being left like half of it by the end of the night.
Next morning I wanted to eat for breakfast. But I was told that my uncle over the night ate it all. I vividly remember getting a weird feeling everytime I thought about him opening the refrigerator door and devouring the whole cake, ending up with a stuffed belly. It was probably a lie, but boy it might have changed everything?