In this life, there are existing things that we couldn’t explain. Stuff that is too hard to comprehend and understand. One of those things tends to be creepy and strange as we encounter them.
Well, that is no new to our nature as these people shared their creepiest moments that they couldn’t just forget. You might think twice and remember your own version of stories like these.
1. Marketing Strategy
My boyfriend works the night shift, and I was asleep alone in the house. I get woken up in the middle of the night by my puppy whining in the living room, and I assume it's because he wants outside.
I'm just about to open the back door when I hear this weird scratching/clicking sound at the front door, like someone was sticking something in the lock. I go to check, and I can see the silhouette of somebody standing there through the window in the door.
I then notice there is a second figure in the living room window, although it's too dark to make out any features. I know they can see me because I didn't have any blinds at this point, and they just stood there.
I totally freaked and called the cops then my dad. I huddled in the kitchen, out of sight of any windows, and waited for someone to come. My parents lived across town and showed up before the cops.
They were gone at this point, but the neighbors across the street were up and saw the car. I ended up staying at my parent's place that night, and when I came home the next morning, I noticed the basement window was partially kicked in. I got a security system installed the next day. I still have no idea who it was.
Cupcake1964
2. Got It Real Bad
Well, I'm late, but whatever! So, about two years ago, I was in my room reading a book when I heard about it. Soft as ever, two little girls giggling. Not just any giggle. It was the kind of giggling you hear in horror movies.
I immediately put down my book and listened. After about a minute of holding my breath, I decided it must have come from outside. Then, that night, just as I'm about to drift off to sleep, I hear it again. Two little girls giggling.
Now it was 2 am, and I was pretty damn sure there weren't two little girls outside my window at that time of night, so I began to freak out. I sat up in my bed and waited for what felt like forever, just listening.
Then I hear it again. I jumped out of my bed and went to spend the rest of the night in the guest room. By the next morning, I was convinced my room was haunted. For the next week, I avoided my room and spent my nights in the guest room unbeknownst to my family.
I was afraid to tell anyone for fear I was going crazy or they wouldn't believe me. But every time I spent more than an hour in my room, I would hear those two little girls giggle. By the end of the week, I was a mess. I could barely sleep and was terrified of my room.
Then, one morning, my brother walked up to me and said, "Are you deaf or something?" Obviously, I was confused, and after further questioning, he told me about this small device he had placed in my room.
Apparently, it's like some sort of prank device that's easily hidden and can make a variety of different noises. My brother, however, chose the creepy-as-hell little girl's giggling sound.
He wondered why I hadn't heard it or said something all week, and I just wanted to punch him in the face. So my room wasn't haunted after all.
SoFullofDoubts
3. True Guardian
I had a dog once that was super loyal and loving and would always come running to me when I called and would almost crash into me whenever I had treats for him.
One day, sitting in the living room, all of his hair stood up on his back, and he was just staring over my shoulder, growling and showing his teeth.
No matter what I would do to try to get him to come to me, he would never break his stare at that one spot and just keep growling. I eventually carried him out of the room because it was freaking me and my roommates out so badly.
Loyd_Rage
4. Strong Entity
Growing up there was an extra room upstairs in our house we used as an office. It had a closet with one of those tiny attic access doors on the side. We'd sometimes all be downstairs watching TV, and we'd hear a creaking sound moving toward that room.
The room was next to mine, and sometimes I'd find the closet door open with the light on, but the little door to the attic cracked open. There was a spot on the wall that our (declawed) cat would always attack. There was missing paint from the cat attacks.
All of that was creepy, but the night the dog (who never came upstairs without my Dad) started barking in the hallway by my room toward the office was the worst.
She barked and growled for a bit. Then she started backing off (into my room) while looking up as if staring at the face of a person coming toward her.
She backed into my room, then squealed like she'd been stepped on, ran into the far corner from my door, put her nose and eyes into the corner, and whimpered. I picked her up and went downstairs to sleep on the couch. That was 14 years ago, and I'm still freaked out by it.
Chiliedogg
5. It's the Same Guy
My best friend and I were having a sleepover at her house. We were teenagers, and for some reason, we were home alone. We're goofing off upstairs when suddenly we hear a crash downstairs.
We, of course, freak out for maybe 30 minutes before we get the nerve to go check it out. I grab a bat, and we slowly creep down the steps.
In the kitchen, we found a glass bowl had fallen and broken, but the really creepy part was that all the pieces had been picked up and put in another bowl on the table. We still have no idea how that happened.
Another time with the same friend, we decided it would be fun to sleep outside in my friend's parent's camper. In the middle of the night, I woke up to see the silhouette of some guy standing in the doorway.
He stands for a minute and then walks out. I was still half asleep and wondering if that really happened when I fell back to sleep. The next morning, my friend told me about a "dream" she had about someone coming into the camper.
Of course, freaking out ensued. Apparently, someone (a hobo perhaps; she lives right next to the tracks) had been sleeping there without anyone knowing.
Stardust7
6. The Babysitter
My mum told me one that's kinda creepy. When I was a baby, maybe about six months old, she put me into my cot to sleep one afternoon.
It was a high-sided wooden thing with a drop side for access that required you to press in 2 little nubs, one each corner, to release the side.
She came upstairs and found me outside the cot, asleep in the middle of the floor about 2 meters from the cot.
The sides were up, there was no way I could have opened it, I couldn't stand, and the sides were far too high to jump over. Apparently, she never felt comfortable leaving me in the room after that.
Also, When my younger brother was born, he was put into that room as his bedroom. One evening, my mum and I were on her bed playing with my brother, who was about one year old, and we heard this noise coming from his room.
Panicked, my mum went to look, and one of his musical toys was in the cot playing to itself despite not being activated. It was really scary.
JdotAllan
7. Not A Coincidence
This isn't supernatural or anything; it's just good old human creepy. In the late 90's, I went to a yard sale about six blocks from my house (I live in a fairly small town).
I found this silver cigarette case that I thought would make me look stylish and uber-sophisticated at the bar. I bought it for $2 from a guy that was at least 85 years old.
I took it home and immediately dropped it on the sidewalk. It dented one corner, but it was still good-looking, so I used it for a while.
After a couple of bar trips, it became a pain in the head, as it only held eight smokes, so I tossed it in a nightstand drawer and forgot about it.
A few months later, I saw another yard sale at the same place, so I stopped to look. I found a cigarette case just like the one I bought and picked it up.
It not only had the same dented corner, but I opened it up, and there was a cigarette that was my brand inside. For some reason, I felt the need to buy it again for $2 from the same old geezer.
When I got home, the case was not on my nightstand. I will never forget the smile that the old man gave me when I bought it the second time.
sonikaos
8. His Favorite Bread
Ok, so I am at a grocery store, standing in front of the famous bread store. Notice this strange guy standing there, staring at the food. About 40 years old, jeans, shorts, a little overweight, handlebar mustache, tight shirt, flip-flops.
I pick up one loaf of bread, and he turns to me with a strange smile. Walk away from the creepy freak. After a while (30 min or so), I change my mind and go back to the bread aisle, and that dude is still standing in the same spot, just staring.
So I put the bread back. He IMMEDIATELY grabs it, the one I just put down, and storms to the cash register. Pays and leaves. That is the only thing he bought. What the hell?
MrFromEurope
9. Haunted House
Just a few months ago, while I was still in school, I rented an old house with two of my friends. I lived in the basement, and they each had a room upstairs. Several strange things happened to me while I was living in that basement.
The first was that I had just gotten a dog, and he was about four months old at the time. Now and then, right when I turned the TV off to go to sleep, my dog would start whining and growling in one corner of my room.
He would usually not get on my bed because he wasn't allowed, but during these times, he would jump on my bed and get as close to me as he could, all without his eyes ever leaving that corner. This happened about five times over the course of 4 months.
Then, toward the end of the school year, when I was about to move out, the scariest thing that had ever happened to me in my life occurred. Under our stairs was a little door that led to a small space that had a dirt floor.
There was also a really weird, old wooden piece of what looks like a map nailed to the inside of the door, so it's a pretty spooky place. Up until the day before this incident, we had kept a small chair in front of this door that I laid my coats and things on, but we had some friends over the night before, so we brought that chair upstairs.
It was dark (probably 8 pm), and I had just been upstairs in the kitchen. I had just gotten off the stairs and was about to open the door to my room when the door to the little closet under the stairs opened so slowly, and with THE loudest creak I've ever heard in my life.
I stood rooted to the spot, frozen in fear, staring at the closet, waiting for whatever was about to come out of it. I literally stood there for about 5 minutes, absolutely terrified. Eventually, I opened the door to my room and locked it as fast as I could.
I wasn't sure if either of my roommates was home, so I called my female roommate, and she was there. I spent the rest of that night upstairs with her, still too scared to go back downstairs. I should mention that I'm a 21-year-old man who does not scare easily.
Now, I know many of you will probably say it was the wind or the fact that I had just come down the stairs or something, just as my roommates did, but I've had those things happen to me before and been kind of creeped out, but this was different.
The second I heard that closet open and looked over to see it opening so slowly, I felt this sheer terror. It honestly felt like there was someone or something else in the room with me that wanted me to see that door open.
[Deleted]
10. Just A Malfunction
We were hanging out at a friend's house playing a famous game, and suddenly, my friend paused and muted the TV; we started listening, and there came this slow sound of a piano key being played (my friend has a wall piano). We all get close.
We started calling out to see if anybody was there, but there was no response, so we decided to walk out slowly and take a look at what was making the noise. It turns out one of the mechanisms inside the piano was slipping, and the old string was elongating.
It was making it sound like it was being played over and over again. We had some laughs after those chilling moments. Also, I won the match with Olimar, but Martha didn't have a chance.
SantiagoGT
11. Just Chilling
This happened to my friend. She told me that when she was little, she played with her little brother and sister one night.
Her little brother looked out the window and said, "Who is that man?" They all went to the window to see what he was talking about.
She said there was a white figure sitting on top of the telephone pole. Looked like a man. He was staring at them with a huge, creepy smile.
Then he just stood up and jumped off the pole and simply vanished before they saw him hit the ground. She said it scared them so much her sister wouldn't even talk about it.
DontDreamitBeeit
12. The Real Creeper
The creepiest thing will forever be the man who watched me at my window. It's nothing paranormal, but honestly. I was texting my girlfriend playing a game, and I heard rustling outside my window (keep in mind I live in the basement as an "apartment" at my mom's house).
I didn't have any curtains, and I turned off my iPod. I could see someone actually freaking staring at me. This went on for about 10 minutes.
I texted my little sister to get the bat and turn on the lights upstairs. After he saw the lights, he ran off.
I have never been more creeped out, except for the recent occurrence. However, I imagined the "FWOOSH" and "PLOP" sound in the middle of the night. I brushed it off. The next morning, the stepdad was cleaning the yard and found the A/C cover in the other window well.
I went upstairs to get ready to wash my mom's car when they told me. They asked me if I heard anything, so I told them. I keep a knife and an aluminum bat with me.
[deleted]
13. Time Traveler
This whole thing was probably just a coincidence, but it still freaks me out. I was waiting at the bus stop around two years ago, and just started chatting with this lady who was waiting for a different bus.
It was just a normal conversation, but there was an odd undertone that I could barely make out, and I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. I don't know what it was, but I know it was there.
Finally, my bus came. I got on and was the only one there. All of a sudden, I hear, "Hey!". I glance up, and there's a little girl who says, "Remember me?". She reminded me strangely of the woman I was speaking with at the bus stop, but younger.
You could cut the tension, and when I got off, I swear she watched me as the bus left. It was probably just a coincidence, but I'm certain that I was the only one on the bus when I got on. Honestly, though, it still freaks me out a little bit today.
[deleted]
14. In Peace
A few years ago, when my grandpa was really sick, me and my family were around his bed, all saying our last words to him. Things were going normal.
We were all crying and saying goodbye. A little later, his breaths were getting less and less frequent, and we knew he was about to go.
But on his last breath, his eyes opened up really wide. He smiled, looking the happiest he had in years, and then he was just gone. To this day, I still can't imagine what he felt/saw.
Kyguy3000
15. He Wants to Date
I was walking to the store late at night, probably around 11-1 am. I don't remember, but the streets were isolated. I live in the Bronx in a not-so-safe area, but I've grown up around the "not-so-nice" people in this neighborhood.
All my life, I have not been afraid that anything will happen to me since a lot of them actually look out for their neighbors (they still aren't nice people to others, but I digress.)
While I was walking, the streets were completely empty until I heard footsteps behind me. Being the cautious person that I am, I turned around to take a good look at the man for a long minute just in case I had to identify him later.
Growing up in an unsafe place is typically my line of thinking. Being that I'm a short girl (5'1) and this man was twice my height, I was a bit creeped out but kept walking like normal.
After a while, he caught up with me and asked if I was Dominican. I sternly said yes and kept walking. He then asked if I was 18, and I replied no and was ready to cross the street because he was freaking me out.
As soon as I said no, he looked at me disappointed and said oh, never mind then and ran away from me. It was such a small thing, but it really creeped me out thinking about what may have happened if I had told him I was 18 and what exactly this guy was planning.
NoImDominican
16. Super Human
When I was a child, I vividly remember having dreams where I was in a toy store or was playing with a toy I didn't have, and if I gripped it really, really hard, I would wake up with the toy in real life.
My family was by no means poor, but very often, my toys were bought from garage sales. They had bought me a really cool He-Man action figure. For too long, he didn't have a Skeltor to fight.
I begged and pleaded, and my family tried to find one at garage sales. No luck.
One night, I dreamed about playing with a Skeletor at the toy store. I wanted it SO DAMN BAD. At some point, I realized I was dreaming. I didn't want to stop playing with it. So I gripped it hard in my hands, making sure that when I woke up, I would have it, and I did.
I was stoked. My family asked me where I had gotten the toy, knowing that I wanted one. When I told them I took it from a dream, they seemed pretty amused. In retrospect, they likely bought it for me and slipped it on me while I was asleep.
If that was the case, they did this a few more times. Another time, I took a Power Ranger from my dream and then a GI Joe car. That's a hell of a power to have as a kid.
BMLM
17. Haunted Floor
My parents were on their honeymoon to Key West. When they arrived at the hotel to check in, they were told that the room would be non-smoking. With my dad being a smoker, they requested a different room.
They got the room switch and went to their room. As they got off the elevator, the smell of fresh paint was overwhelming; down the hall, there was a painter with all the necessary supplies laid out around him, painting the wall.
As my parents walked past him, they casually greeted him, but the painter had absolutely no acknowledgment of their presence. Whatever. When they got to their room, the smell of paint was even worse; it was so bad it wasn't even bearable, so they decided to go to the front desk to change rooms.
When they explained the situation, the attendant looked very confused and informed them that there wasn't a scheduled paint job on that floor for that day, but they agreed to change their room.
My parents went back to their floor to grab their luggage, and the painter was completely gone.
All supplies were cleaned up and gone within ten minutes. The smell of paint was completely gone. At this point, my parents were freaked out, but they didn't think much of it, so they went to their new room. The next morning, on their way to breakfast, they overhear a tour guide talking to a group.
My parents tuned in when the guide mentioned the floor that they were originally supposed to stay on. Apparently, a long time ago, there was a painter on that floor painting and fell down the elevator. Now, my parents don't normally believe in the paranormal, but after an event like this that they had no explanation for, it freaked them out a good bit.
Mdb2408
18. Guardian Angel
When I was about six years old and was playing with the kid next door one afternoon, the lights went out all of a sudden. We were by ourselves since all of her family members were at the hospital with her mom, who was suffering from leukemia then.
So when the blackout happened, my friend went out of the house to the porch and was doing something I don't remember. I was by the door looking outside when something made me look back into the house.
There, in the living room, was a shadow figure walking around - tall, dark, with no recognizable features whatsoever. It was as if someone was wearing a black whole bodysuit, but not as definite as a real person would be in a room.
It wasn't too blurry either, but I noticed it moved around the room as if it were looking for something. I actually wasn't scared at this point since I'd never seen anything like it, and I was a curious child.
The next thing I knew, it went up to the second floor, and so I followed it and continued to watch the shadow figure walk around the bedroom - again, kinda' looking for something. Then it started moving towards the wall on my right.
I remember thinking this time, "Oh crap, is it gonna disappear!? Is it gonna disappear!?" And sure enough, it vanished through the wall. I forgot about all this until I was around 17 and was watching one of those "Real Ghost Stories" on TV in Japan.
One guy talked about his own experience of seeing shadow figures in a hospital where he was confined for a few months. He mentioned that he sometimes saw them beside people who were about to die.
Chills ran up and down my spine when I heard this. I remember my friend's mom died about a week after I saw that shadow thing.
But at least I now have my own understanding of what that dark figure I saw might have been: either Death or the thing that 'picks you up' when you die.
Lanadog
19. It Follows
Probably going to get buried, but I always say to my friends whenever they ask about the scrape scar on my thigh. It's not the creepiest thing to happen to me but rather the most inexplicable.
I was walking down an empty street late at night in a not-so-safe town. Up ahead, I saw this house completely marked up with "do not cross" yellow police tape. So, being curious, I stared at the front of the house as I passed it.
Here's where things get creepy. As I passed the first dark window, I heard this very audible tap-tap-tap sound, as if something was rhythmically tapping the window from the inside as I was passing it.
Slightly freaked out, I began to walk a bit faster, passing the front door and proceeding to pass by the other front window. As I began to pass this second window, the tapping SWITCHED from the first window to the second as if the thing inside the house was following me.
I obviously flipped crap and ran across the street. Unfortunately for me, the roads were fairly wet after a rainy day, and I completely ate in the middle of the road. I ended up limping to my destination with a bloody thigh.
Kawaii_Sauce
20. Like a Horror Movie
It was 2008. Shortly after my grandmother died, I was home from college on winter break. I was asleep in my childhood bedroom when I woke up in the middle of the night to a freezing cold room.
This is odd because my room is an addition to the original house, and it tends to be much hotter than the other rooms in the house.
Then, I noticed the blades on my ceiling fan were moving slowly even though the fan was not on and no windows were open. There was a wind-up music box on the shelf above my bed.
One that my grandmother had given to me was of a girl on a carousel horse, and it started playing slowly as if the music was playing its way out.
It was like, you know when you wind up a music box, and before it stops playing music, it struggles out a few last notes. It was like that for what felt like an eternity, just choking out notes of Fur Elise one little haunting ping at a time. Very, very creepy.
Sciamoscia
21. Grandma’s Dream
I was 14 or so years old, my mom was grocery shopping, and my brother was at his friend's house. I was all by myself at home. The phone rang, and my grandma was screaming frantically at me.
She eventually calmed down enough to say she got a call from my mom saying, "Help, the kids!" over and over again. She said it was our number on the caller ID.
I told her this was impossible, and my mom was out shopping. She was adamant. My mom walked in while my grandma was still on the phone, and my mom calmed her down and assured her we didn't call her.
She was still freaked out, so we went over to her house. She showed us our number on the caller ID at a time when nobody should have called. It was very creepy.
[deleted]
22. Run of the Lifetime
Well, here is a quick story involving my brother and me. He was around 21, and I was around 18. My parents were out of town, so we decided to have a couple of beers, sit by a fire in the backyard, and chill.
Gets to be around 3 am, and we hear the crunching of leaves in the woods, which sounds like 20 feet or so away. Our nearest neighbor lived a few miles away, so we were a little freaked out.
We both looked at each other and sprinted to our shed. The shed had a door like a garage, and as we turned to shut it, we saw a human-like figure running at us. We slammed the door, locked it from the inside, and moved to the back.
There was pounding at the door for around 20 minutes or so, and we heard what sounded like cackling. After the noise stopped, we took turns on watch and waited till morning. He grabbed a shovel, and I grabbed a crowbar, and we opened the door and saw nothing.
We thought we had imagined it until we saw the footprints. My brother wears size 13.5 (US), and these prints were at least 2-3 inches bigger. No shoes, and one too many toes on both feet.
We got back to the house and called the cops. They sent someone out to check on us, and we showed them the prints. They took pictures and told us to call if anything else happened.
Moved out around three months later. An old neighbor called me up yesterday and asked if I had seen anything strange around. He described the footprints to me perfectly. They were outside his window.
OcelotePiss
23. It’s a Prank
Sleeping one night on the couch as my wife got mad at me for doing something stupid (I don't remember what, but I bet that she does!) Around 2 AM, I heard sounds from my piano in the other room.
Not any particular piece of music, but just random keys being played over and over. I'm scared and hoping my wife hears this so she can come downstairs and check it out. Unfortunately, no such luck. Crappy music keeps coming from the piano, and I'm frozen, too scared to check it out.
After about a minute, I gathered enough courage to go there and found my Labrador Retriever attempting to get to the donuts that I had accidentally left on top of the piano, banging on the piano keys while trying to get at them.
Celica91st
24. Wrong Accusations
There is a really creepy path that leads back to my house (which can be avoided, but the alternative is way longer and as I am lazy), which is completely pitch black and through a wood.
One night, after coming home from work, I saw a hooded figure a few feet away from me doing something and looking at the floor. The figure takes one look at me and runs ahead up right into the path I have to take, nowhere to be seen.
As I walked towards what he was looking at, I saw that he was trying to BURN A STILETTO SHOE! The creepiness set in, and I thought about calling the police, but what could I have said ("Mr officer, I saw a guy burning a woman's shoe")?
The worst thing was that he ran straight ahead to where I was walking, so I made damned sure that I had my keys in my hand, ready to take him on if he came at me in the night, but he didn't.
I was training to be a journalist (and I am one now), checked the newspapers, and made inquiries afterward, but nothing but sure has creeped me out ever since.
captainplisskin
25. Time to Dispose Things
The whole family is on a camping trip (we went almost every weekend in the summer), but my dad had work that weekend, so he stayed home. He was watching a scary movie late at night.
He's sitting there, and he hears a loud FWAP FWAP FWAP FWAP FWAP coming from the kitchen, behind the living room, separated by an archway.
Freaks him out. Jumps out of his chair and looks, nothing. The kitchen is empty. He sits back down, and a few seconds later, there it is again! It's loud and sudden, and as soon as he looks again, it stops.
Happened again a third time, and this time, he decided to stay for a bit and watch. It was a freaking oscillating fan and a phone book.
Dickshaney
26. Remains a Mystery
I worked in a mansion-turned-office building for a few years. The place was reputed to be haunted. Meh, I had things to do.
One night, working late, I heard the front door of the building open, and someone came up the stairs. Except for the "coming up the stairs" part, I never stopped.
It was like an army of heavy-steppers marching continuously. My office door opened right near the top of the stairs. I didn't dare open the door, scared, I actually called the cops.
Cops ultimately went into the attic to see if anyone was up there. A single shot was fired, and two cops came running down the stairs.
They wouldn't tell me what they saw or what happened. They just told me to go home for the night. Maybe they shot at a ghost.
[deleted]
27. Grand-Daughter’s Safe
When my grandfather was still alive, he had the habit of jingling change in his pocket. He passed away around 1994. Fast forward to 1999, when my little sister was about 5.
She, like many kids, had an imaginary friend that she said would wish her goodnight. When we asked about him, she said, "He is a nice old man who tucks me in and jingles his money in his pocket, and that makes me laugh !".
We all are like, "OK, whatever. She must have overheard one of us telling a story about him jingling his change or whatever."
Skip forward a couple of days to us all flipping through a photo album when, out of a family picture of about 15 people, my sister points to my grandpa and says, "That's him ! That's the money, man !".
She picked the man who died before she was even conceived out of a crowded picture. Still gives me chills, but it's also kinda comforting knowing he was watching over us.
Aka_kerr1
28. A Stalker
I got into a dorm elevator to go up to my room, and there was a guy already there. We just acknowledged each other, but I had never seen him prior to this.
I knew most people in the building. I step out of the elevator then, walk into my room, sit down at my laptop, and log on to this famous website.
Then boom, A new friend requests from him, and we don’t have any mutual friends. It really creeps me out knowing we just acknowledged each other.
Autumnx
29. The Right Thing to Do
I was 16 and had just gone to bed. Probably about 2 am and my mum and dad were out at some party, so there was no car in the driveway.
I had just gone to bed, and my head lay next to the window out onto the street, and I could see outside through the side of my blinds. I saw a guy in all black walk past and thought nothing of it.
About 5 minutes later, he walked past again and slowed down as he did so. Thought that was a bit weird. Anyway, after about 20 minutes passed, and then suddenly, I saw this guy start walking down the driveway.
I heard him start knocking on the door and was just thinking, crap, he's gonna want to burgle us, but there's no way I'm answering the freaking door to him. Instead, I just decided to shout 'Dad!' as if I wasn't the only one in the house.
At that point, the guy steps back and looks me dead in the eye through the crack in the blind. I know he couldn't see my whole face, but he just stood there looking at me and started pointing at me.
He was there for about 10 seconds, just staring, then turned around and sprinted away, literally as fast as he could. Still freaks me out.
[deleted]
30. Intruder Alert
One time, while my aunt was in high school, my grandparents and my dad were out of town, so she had the house to herself. She was out with a friend one night, and then they went home.
A few minutes after they got there, her friend's mom called. She told them to call the police and leave immediately.
Apparently, she had been calling the house for a few hours, and a man would keep picking up, laughing, and then hanging up.
She noped the freak out of there and stayed with her friend that night. She came back with the police the next morning, and someone had entered through my dad's bedroom window. She said you could still see the footprints on his bed.
tgamm
31. Someone's Thirsty
Found a full-to-the-brim, giant, plastic tumbler of water in the middle of my kitchen floor at 3 am. It was so full it had that little surface tension rise above the glass' lip.
Definitely wasn't there when I went to bed. It was a few feet from any counter or table. It could not possibly have fallen down that way.
No water leaks from the ceiling. Smelt like water. I was the only one home (my partner was in another country), the doors were double-locked, and the alarm was on.
I was sober, had just woken up, and went for a glass of water, coincidentally. The dog refused to come into the kitchen until I put the glass in the sink. That was very odd behavior for her. Never happened again.
garyadams
32. Play Time
I have one more story. My little niece and my sister were in Vegas. They were alone on their floor and walking to the room when my niece was looking around at everything.
My sister is getting that creepy feeling, and my niece just turns around and says, "Mommy, I want to play with the children!"
But then she just suddenly points at nothing in the hallway. My sister freaks out and bolts into her hotel room, scared and clueless.
AsianRainbow
33. She Read the Signs
My father-in-law died a little over a year ago. A few hours after his passing, we (the family) were all sitting around the table, and it came to us.
How are we going to let our niece know what has happened? You see, she was in prison at the time, and we were ignorant of how to get a hold of her.
I crap you not, but five minutes after we start talking about our niece, the phone rings, and it's her. The first thing out of her mouth is that Grandpa is dead, isn't he? Kind of freaky, considering no one contacted her, and she was in lockup.
Stylusnix
34. The Poltergeist
When I was nine, my parents divorced, and my dad moved into a new house. He had a couple of roommates, including a pretty cool guy named Barney. A creepy neckbeard lived in the basement apartment of the house.
After one weekend with Dad, my little brother (five at the time) told me his closet door opened by itself, and the house scared him. I told him the house freaked me out, too, and he asked me not to tell Dad.
Because I was sometimes a good sister, I didn't tell Dad. I did, however, mention it to Barney. He agreed with me that there was something wrong with the house.
One day, when my dad took my brother and me out, Barney sprinkled holy water throughout the house. Things seemed a little bit better for a day or so, but then we all went back to feeling creeped out all the time.
Last summer, nine years after my dad finally moved out of the house, he and I were drinking and playing cards and talking about old times. I said, "Brother and I always thought the old house was haunted, and Barney played along."
My dad, usually a skeptical, cheerful guy, put down his cards and said, "When I was home alone, not even Neckbeard was there. I was pushed down the stairs. I felt hands on my back, pushing me down.
Another time, I found all the kitchen knives stuck in the ceiling. I never told you guys because I thought it would freak you out."
[deleted]
35. Someone’s Watching
My great-grandmother used to tell my mother that she and my great-grandfather used to wake up some nights and see a dark figure standing in the closet.
They always shut the closet door before bed, but it would always open up again so this thing could watch them at night. If they ever turned on the lights, it was just gone.
But the weirdest thing was that she told my mother that when my great-grandfather died, the thing came back, but now there were two of them.
Mug6688
36. Not Today Mister
This is a story from my boyfriend's mom. When she was a young mom, she lived in an affluent community with her two little boys.
One day, when she was home alone, a man with a bunch of scars all over his face walked up to the doorstep. Instantly, their Doberman starts to freak out despite the fact that he is normally the docile type.
Next thing she knows, he's knocking on the door, holding a box. Through the door, she asked what he wanted. He said he was delivering a package for the neighbors and had to leave it with someone.
He kept insisting that she open the door and take the box. Given that her intuition was setting off serious red flags, she said no and told him to just leave it.
After he protested a while longer, she managed to stave him off. Later, when she opened the door, she found the box and opened it to see what was inside, only to find that it was empty. Chills.
Geminian
37. The Eyes Never Lies
One time, I was playing fetch with my dog in the upstairs hallway. I would throw the toy over the balcony to the downstairs, and she'd go run to retrieve it and then run back.
We were having fun, and all was good, but then, on the final throw, I "hid" by the balcony and the door to my sister's room. My dog came back and found me, dropped the toy, and immediately started growling.
I moved closer to see what was wrong, but she didn't respond. Her eyes were fixed behind me. I looked back, and there was nothing there, just the white door and white walls.
Then I looked into my dog's eyes, and I could see myself and the hallway reflected back. Behind me in the reflection was the dark figure of a person; it looked like a woman.
We were completely alone up there. My sister and brother were chatting in the kitchen. I noped out of there and spent the next few hours downstairs.
UptightSodomite
38. Far Beyond Imagination
When I was younger, my family went to a church function. I can't remember what it was exactly, but I know it took place at a local church. At one point, my brother was sitting on my dad's lap.
This woman just walks up, yells some random kid's name, and says, "Where have you been? I've been looking all over for you!" and hugs my brother.
My dad grabbed my brother back and said something like, "This isn't the kid you're looking for," and the woman just walked away.
Supposedly, someone saw her afterward just grab a random baby buggy and walk away with it. I have no idea what happened to her after.
SimonCallahan
39. Planned or Coincidence
I used to work at a movie theater when I was around 20 years old. One night after closing down the theater, I was leaving the parking lot when my manager walked up to my passenger door and opened it.
I stopped the car, and he said, "Never leave your passenger door unlocked like that. You never know if someone is going to run up and try to get in your car." So he locked the door, closed it, and got into his car.
Ten minutes later, it's the middle of the night, and I'm just a block away from my house, stopped at a red light. The streets are empty except for this one crazy-looking homeless dude who is staring at me.
He ran up to my passenger door and tried opening it, but he couldn't because my manager had locked it. I drove off as fast as I could and ran into my house. Never saw that crazy homeless man again.
AlexCVideo
40. Shocking Words
One time, I was at the supermarket waiting to check out. In front of me is an elderly woman, and in front of her is an Asian family with a baby girl and a young boy who is about four years old.
While the father of the family is paying, the little boy turns around and looks up at the elderly woman. Then, without any emotion at all, the boy says, "I want to finish you off" to the old lady.
The boy then stands there staring at the lady until his father comes back and grabs him after realizing that he left his son behind. The old woman, in shock, turns around to see if I heard it, too, and all I can do is nod.
Theaxis12
41. Lucid Dreams
When I was younger, I would always sleep in my brother's room. He had a couch in there, and we would just play video games until we fell asleep.
One night, I was sleeping on his couch, and I woke up to see black silhouettes of men crowded around me, looking down at me and just swaying.
I couldn't move, couldn't speak, and tears just streamed down my face. I couldn't say how long I sat like that before I drifted back into slumber.
I woke up the next morning and kind of just brushed it off as a bad dream. I started chatting with my brother, and he kinda looked scared.
He said, "Man, I had this weird dream last night. I dreamt that I woke up in the night, and there were a bunch of men just looking at you in your sleep, and I couldn't move or tell or anything. It was really freaky."
I just kind of halted and looked at him. Are you joking with me? I hadn't told him about my dream at all before that.
Appledagger
42. Great Choice
Once, in my very small hometown (800 people), my sibling and I were riding our bikes down the bike path. We were probably 7 and 9 or so.
An unknown car with an unfamiliar man inside stopped and waved us over. He asked us for directions to a local tourist attraction, so we told him, "Turn on ____ road, where the huge sign for the place is, and follow it for 3 miles."
He kept insisting that he wouldn't be able to find it and that we should get in the car to show him. We said no, and he kept getting more adamant.
He finally rolled up his window and sped away in the opposite direction of the tourist attraction. Pretty sure he was going to do something creepy with us if we had gone.
NoDoThis
43. Fairy Tale
My cousin's family moved to a new house in a gated community. At around 11 pm, their dog started barking incessantly, which was unusual.
My aunt had a gut feeling that something was wrong and went to check on my cousin (he was 5). He was gone. Police were called, neighborhood search parties were held, and the private guards looked through video footage, etc., to no avail.
At around 3 am, my cousin walked out of his bedroom, wondering what all the commotion was about. As relieved as we were, of course, we all wanted to know where on earth he went.
His answer? "I was with the fairies!" Fairies called out to him from his closet, he went to check it out, and he went to their land or whatever. To this day (some fifteen years later), he maintains his story.
V13co
44. A Big Relief
My wife (who was then just my girlfriend) called me hysterical, saying that someone was inside the house and she heard them talking.
She was home alone while her mom was at work. I lived over half an hour away, so she ended up calling a friend who lives nearby to come take a look.
Probably should've called the police at this point, nope. But yeah, they checked out the house and didn't find anything.
Later, she heard the voice again coming from her laptop. Turns out the cat had walked on her keyboard and somehow enabled the voice assistant.
Castun
45. Unwanted Visitor
This story is from my dad, a no-nonsense type of guy. When I was 2, he had accepted a job that required him to move to another country. My mom, my brothers, and I joined him a month later.
During his month alone, he was allowed to sleep in the attic of his workplace to save up some money (his workplace was an old colonial mansion originally built in 1905).
He said that during his stay, he would often hear the typewriters being used in the middle of the night. He would also feel someone standing next to his bed watching him.
Despite what he heard and felt, my dad gave zero attention and continued to sleep in the attic because saving money was more important to him than paranormal activity. This is when I learned that my dad is the coolest and that Filipinos can be quite frugal.
Mary_tyler_moore