Some things you just can’t forget no matter how hard you try.
We think it might have been a mountain lion as they are prevalent in our area.
This is pretty silly actually.
Alex Troshenkov
When I was a kid, I had a Barbie that came with a little baby.
This baby unsettled me for some reason, something about its face was spooky.
Understandably, I had an absolute fit.
Alex Troshenkov
We hid the blasted thing, but it would reemerge every couple of years.
I think its funny now, but I still wonder.
7-8 years old me visited my grandparents in the countryside.
When asked what happened, apparently half-conscious me answered: I was following the pony.
Most of the time it was just me in there.
Occasionally, someone would be in there working.
It was never full though.
Usually, if anyone was there, it was this one dude.
I still dont know what he did there.
This guys office was in a closet behind this office.
I worked there for years, and as I did, I kinda got to know this guy.
Honestly a really cool dude.
The one thing that always stuck out to me about this guy, is he had this tick…
Nothing weird, but noticeable.
Not while I was there, during the work week.
A few weeks later, Im in there cleaning.
They had a sensor on the door that made a loud DING noise when someone opened it.
So, I heard DING!
and could hear footsteps walking in.
Im pretty much frozen in the chair just staring at him, and he kinda laughs a little.
So, I blinked and when I looked back at the door, he was gone.
I walked around the entire office and no one was there.
Wish you could see what Ive done with the jeep or something else like that.
Always felt like he was in there still.
Dad has since retired from work, and I dont get to go up to that office anymore.
Working on a school report late at night in my ground-level bedroom.
Glance up and stare at my reflection in the glass of the window.
Realize its not my reflection.
That someone is actually staring in at me, watching me from outside the house.Shudder.Still gives me chills.
So, most nights, I would only see a handful of customers.
Other nights, less.
In an instant, they had whipped bring up the door of the store and entered.
Get this, nobody spoke.
They moved in silence.
It was fluorescent orange with six, count em, SIX lenses pointing in all directions.
How I didnt absolutely shit my pants, I will never know.
Mind you, all of this was in the service of earning $3.35 an hour/lol.
I was about 16 and at this girls house for a hookup throw in thing.
We start getting to 2nd base when she says go away, grandpa!
I noped the fuck outta horny grandpas house of horrors & never called her again.
I was at a party in high school.
Nothing big, 3 girls, 4 guys, and our hosts step brother and step brothers girlfriend.
Wasnt really a party per se, we were just snacking and watching a movie.
Anyway, one moment the step brother gets up and walks to his room.
Our host follows out of the room then comes back saying we need to leave.
It was literally insane.
He seemed like a regular dude, and I dont think anyone detected anything wrong.
It was scary to see a total 180 like that.
Also, the fact that he was unstable and was armed.
Well, the next vehicle that passes, everyone hides behind something but him, to prove a point.
This time, we all hid and noticed it was the same truck.
We figured they made a wrong turn or something, but nope.
Whether they were trying to scare some random kids, or something worse, Im not sure.
There is a road near where I live that is famous for paranormal activity.
Its calledBlue Myst Road, and its name is very accurate.
We tucked tail and took off.
I live in an apartment with 6 of my girlfriends.
One day, all of my roommates went to a concert except for me and one other.
We went to pick them up, got home around 11 PM, and ordered pizza.
After telling him to fuck off, we realized he followed us home from the concert.
Being a woman can suck sometimes.
I was laying in bed trying to get my daughter to go to sleep and she was refusing to.
As I was getting more annoyed with her I asked: Why wont you go to sleep?
Her response was Because those two people are watching us.
Immediately picked her up and spent the night asleep downstairs.
I was babysitting this little kid, and we decided to go on a walk.
We saw this creepy-looking abandoned house down the street.
The windows were all smashed.
The kid pointed up at the house and asked me, Why is that man staring at us?
I said What man?
He said, Dont you see him?
Hes inside the house.
I just got really freaked out and said that we should go back home.
We practically ran back to his house.
The unsettling part was losing my reading comprehension skills.
responses in my inbox and Id be totally confused.
The scariest was looking in the mirror and realizing I looked evil.
I wouldnt say demonic…but the way I was smiling and my eyes.
I looked so evil it was terrifying.
Kind of like something else had control of my face and I was seeing me, but not me?
I know it probably doesnt make sense but it scared the shit out of me.
Yes, I am sure I was not dreaming.
No, we did not have a gas leak.
I was restless, tossing and turning, the whole bit.
But then I take a look into the opening gap between the door and the frame.
I immediately gasp (trying not to scream) and pull the covers over my face.
My heart is racing and Im listening for anythingany little movement.
I look around the room and the man is no longer there.
From outside, however, I see that same amber light.
I walk, slowly, tensely over to the window and peer out.
It then moved through the air toward the tree line in back of our house and disappeared.
I still wonder what it is I saw.
My husband and I moved away so he could finish his degree at a more reputable university.
His uncle happens to live in the same town as the school.
We would hang out with his uncle and grill out, watch movies and play his really nice instruments.
I was working in property management and the friend told me he was looking for a new apartment.
Seeing a business opportunity and a chance to help a family friend, I gave him my business card.
About a week later, his uncles friend comes into my office.
I was happy to see him assuming he was looking for an apartment.
He turned around and left.
No explanation, so I read the letter.
The letter basically declared his love for me and stated his intentions to win me over.
It said something along the lines of him beating my husband in karate.
He said it was a warning.
It was a deranged rambling from a man I encountered maybe four times in my life.
That afternoon my husband and I went to the police station to put the letter on file.
Luckily Ive never encountered that guy again, but now I think twice about handing out my business cards.
I moved into a new place in a new country.
After a night at the pub, I got the feeling I was being followed.
Turned around huge black dog with red eyes glaring at me.
I ran home, locked the doors.
Then I started getting nightmares about the thing hunting me down.
And every time I was out at night, it was getting closer and closer…
I put it down to the stress of moving.
Well, until a friend of mine stayed the night to ease my mind.
She just whispered, Thats a fucking hellhound.
Never seen the dog again.
Never had a nightmare about it since.
When my mom was a kid, she had this horrible stuffed clown with a plastic face.
I searched the internet andfound this image, which is pretty spot on.
Anyway, one day we (my brothers and I) brought it home from my grandparents house.
We hated the thing.
It was obviously creepy as all hell.
Once it was home, it would move from where we put it.
We decided to take it and put it in a box and put weights on top of the box.
We came back and it had moved the weights as the box and was sitting in the chair.
We then left the room again with it on the chair.
Came back and it was outside the house, staring into the basement window.
We then gave it a book and a pen and left the room.
Most horrifying thing Ive ever encountered.
We told my parents and they destroyed it.
Scary in the moment, scarier after.
(only guy)
I offer them my alcohol as I dont want it.
I get knocked in my face pretty good and go down.
They continue kicking and walk away.
They come back with 20+ people, girls, guys, and we had already called them cops.
Cops catch about 5, 2 of the main guys I was talking to.
Turns out they had knives on them.
Scary/lucky enough nothing worse happened to me except a black eye and a few cuts.
A year later one of the guys goes to prison for murder.
My cousin was staying at or house for a weekend.
My sister was good friends with her and they were set to sleep in the basement together.
Me, being the younger sister, desperately wanted to stay down there with them.
I fell asleep and had the most terrifying and realistic nightmare of my life.
ForYEARSI thought I had actually had that nightmare and it still scared me to think about.
This actually happened to my brother 2 weeks ago in the house we grew up in.
So, my brother still lives there with my grandma.
Brothers room is in the basement.
At about 2 am, my brother hears this door slide open.
He is still up gaming or whatever.
He yells, HELLO?
and hears a mans voice, say hello back, very calmly.
Scared, he yells WHO IS THIS and the man calmly replies, John.
Scared, my brother stays downstairs and calls the police.
It takes the police over 30 minutes to respond (if you’re free to believe that!)
My Grandma has owned that house for 25 years.
As a child my dad was a drunk.
One night my dad an I alone camping in a yurt went 4-wheeling at midnight.
My dad told me to get out, I was maybe 5-6 years old.
Truck was stuck so we walked back to camp, it was about 2 miles away.
Halfway there my feet got tired so my dad put me on his shoulders, looking behind him.
I stared into the green eyes of a giant mountain lion following us.
The increase in stature scared him off, and I watched him book it up the mountain.
Haunts me to this day.
I worked in a private club at the top of a big hotel.
I came in one day and our linens had just been delivered.
And all of our linen bags reeked like gasoline.
Everyone thought it was strange.
It was kind of a slow night and I was working on the bar side.
It has really long hallways.
All night long I kept seeing flashes of a man out of the corner of my eye.
When I was bringing dishes back to the kitchen it felt like someone was walking behind me.
I hadnt said anything to anyone about it until he brought it up.
It freaked us both out so we worked together the rest of the night.
They brought us the bags and linens from his truck without having re-washed them first.
We found out the next day why the linen bags smelled.
My dad used to work at an Oxxo, when I was like 9.
Its a gas station in Mexico.
He worked night shifts and the stores stayed open 24/7.
It was the Zeta cartel.
I remember being scared shit less and our dad told us to just stay quiet.
Then they just got back in and drove off.
Ive told this before and it always gets buried.
We all get weird feelings inside but I did especially, and the hair on my neck stood up.
Something didnt seem right.
And by no faces I mean like no eyes, mouth, ears, just blank white pale faces.
Im familiar with ski masks and these were not ski masks.
They had hoods on like something from Scream almost.
It was the most afraid Ive ever been and it still scares me thinking about and typing out.
No idea what they were.
It makes my blood run cold every time I think about it.
