I work the PM shift and get done around midnight.
Was walking into the grocery store when a man from across the parking lot started cat calling.
I can deal, as a woman Im used to it.
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But he started walking quickly towards me, and I got a little nervous.
Its midnight, its dark.
I politely rebuff him and go into the store.
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I get to my door and he says Hey, Leigh!
I asked him how he knew my name and he said: Oh, dont worry about it.
He lightly pats me on the arm and says haha, dont worry, yous good peoples!
He then proceeds to ask me if I have any cocaine, which I did not.
He got into a car and drove away.
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Left a party and some guy asked me for a ride.
Chose to sit behind me rather than in the front with me (weird, right?).
Never saw him again, didnt get murdered and my car wasnt stolen, shit yeah.
One time I was driving down a dirt road deep in Northern Alberta while on a fishing trip.
He walks up to my truck and I roll down the window.
I ask him if he is alright and he says yes.
Who this man was and what he was doing is the subject of many long nights.
I grew up in a small town and lived out in the country.
I still had my learners permit, so I wanted to take a road with less traffic.
Anyone who has ever lived or been to the country knows how creepy these roads can be at night.
Her mouth was moving but I couldnt make out what she was saying.
My mom started freaking out and told me not to stop, and just keep driving.
I kept going and we both looked back to see where she was and no one was there.
To this day my mom and I still remember it clearly.
I get goosebumps to this day just thinking about it.
When I was a freshman in university, I lived in a dorm which closed for the winter holidays.
It was a 7.5-hour train ride to get home from uni.
Seeing as I wasnt comfortable sleeping in a sketchy Amtrak station, I stayed up till the morning train.
This lack of sleep is primarily what makes me doubt the following events even happened.
The train that arrived waspacked.
He started up a conversation about uni, the holidays, etc.
and seemed normal enough.
However, I started getting some red flags.
Whenever I would mention something in the conversation he would coincidentally have a similar experience.
I knew I was tired though so maybe I was just imagining things.
I was getting vibes though that this guy might be a very convincing liar.
He said he never had these before, and justhadto have one.
Whatever, have one and just leave me alone…right?
He pulled out a can of soda, chugged it, and proceeded tobiteinto the can.
Like a damn goat.
I was sitting next to a goat-boy or something.
I take my phone back before he could do anything, and tell him to fuck off.
Im so tired at this point that I just dont have the energy to deal with this lunatic.
Turns out thatshehad also stabbed an ex before, and they got to talking about it.
I replied that I hadnt.
He goes on, Well I have.
I didnt murder that old lady!
The creepy guy shouts to him, Hey, hows it going.
I was just telling this guy about the old lady who died.
Bus buddy replies, Stop talking to people about that, its weird.
When I was 10 years old I had a really freaky thing happen at my house.
I woke up in the middle of the night really thirsty.
It was around 1 in the morning and the entire house was dark.
I got out of bed and went downstairs to get a drink.
Conveniently my mom had just gotten up to do the same thing.
We head downstairs to the kitchen for some water.
Right when we got in the kitchen a random car pulled into our driveway and a man got out.
My mom and I are standing in the kitchen watching him very aggressively start coming towards our door.
He was wearing a hoodie and black gloves, really big burly dude.
Right before he reached the door my mom flipped on the light.
Since the entire house was dark he couldnt see us but we could see him.
Never saw the guy again.
Scared the shit out of me.
A guy once said to me:
Wow, your hair grows really fast!
I replied no, not really
He replies No, it does.
I have been watching it.
Uber driver told me, Isnt it scary that your life is in my hands?
I made eye contact and gave a tiny smile.
He looked grim but not dangerous.
The second I passed him he simply said Goodbye.
I walked a little faster and was only brave enough to look back after about 30 steps.
Weirded me out for the rest of the day.
This was two days ago.
A few years ago my wife and I went to a haunted corn maze a couple days before Halloween.
Wed been drinking a little bit so we managed to get lost as fuck inside.
We had wondered around for about 20 minutes when this weird looking guy starts following us around.
We made a turn and ended up at a dead end.
When we turn around to find another way the guy was right behind us.
Scared the shit out of us.
It was a hot summer night in 2004, I was 16 and thought I was in love.
After a few hours, I decided it was time to head home, and turned around.
In the figures right had was a large staff or walking stick of some sort.
Clearly whoever this was, was making an effort to be intimidating.
At three in the morning on a mostly dark empty street, it worked.
I decided to run and was getting ready to make my escape when he spoke.
What are you doing?
I didnt feel quite so scared anymore.
Good he responded.He walked forward and pulled his hood down.
I instantly recognized him as a guy who had gone to my school and graduated the year before.
They both looked and dressed the same every day, although they werent related.
Shoulder length red hair worn in a braid.
Also some black fingerless gloves and sunglasses.
I saw them most every day, and never without their uniform.
They also acted with a weird dramatic flair.
Keep on protecting us, buddy.
