10 Terrifying True Scary Stories (Volume 7)

knows 15 I had my first girlfriend we lived in an upper-class area very quiet and peaceful streets my girlfriend Casey also lived two blocks away so I could walk to her house almost nightly one Thursday night during break when I had nothing to do I started my walk over to Casey's house it was on the later side of the night but I didn't really have a curfew so it didn't matter but pretty soon I thought I could start hearing noises from around me and when I say around me I mean mostly behind me the first time I heard it it was the sound of a bush being shaken a bit I only turned my head to look for a second without stopping I just started to walk a little faster as all when I got to the next block I heard another noise a twig or a small stick cracking I stopped this time and turned around all I saw was the empty street and the bushes that lined up along each property to separate the sidewalks from people's properties basically next to the street was a wall of bushes and I didn't see anyone or anything that could be making these weird sounds I picked up the pace even more and I was reaching the home stretch to Casey's house of course there was another sound again this time more like footsteps quick light footsteps I turned again without stopping no one nothing I could see Casey's house now I called and she picked up right away I told her how freaked out I was getting because I kept hearing noises I walked around the bushes surrounding her driveway and stepped onto her property I noticed her staring out her bedroom window upstairs she waved at me as she left on the phone and I waved back then she asked me who was that guy right behind you I turned right around and saw a fully grown man crouched walking maybe ten feet and back of me I screamed and ran for the door and started pounding on it the man grabbed me and tried to put me in some kind of headlock but he let go and ran away pretty quickly Casey's mom opened the door with a look of dismay on her face she let me in and slammed the door shut as Casey came running over I was out of breath and felt like my heart was beating a thousand beats a minute Casey's mom hugged me and asked a few questions then called the police to warn of a dangerous man going around town Casey's mom let me stay over that night for obvious reasons and she drove me home the next day [Music] it was a dangerously stormy night everyone in my family was doing their own thing I was in my room watching TV my parents were in the living room watching some comedy show and my sister was playing video games upstairs I usually enjoyed stormy nights like this because it made me feel relaxed I was relaxed until there was a monstrous bang on my window I jumped up and looked outside there was someone outside my window but the large amount of rain pouring down the window kind of blurred his face he started pounding at my window it sounded like he was screaming for help I opened the window just a crack and he screamed and led me and I'm hurt the rain was so loud I had to scream at him to come around front then I shot my window I ran outside to the living room to tell my dad that's a man who seems to be in distress and screaming for help outside and then came the knocks and shouts for help outside our front door my dad was about to open the front door but I stopped him I said wait because I wasn't sure if it was a good idea when the phone rang and on the TV it displayed the caller ID of our next-door neighbor my dad ran to pick it up when I heard him say no [ __ ] way I knew something was wrong he hung up the phone and said stay away from the door he didn't explain why he just went to the window to peek at the front stoop there is where he said he saw a guy crouched down pounding on the door holding some kind of large sharp tool my dad yelled through the front door at the man to go away before the cops get here then he actually got on the phone with the cops eventually the man outside gave up and he disappeared the next time we checked when my dad was on the phone with a neighbor he told my dad that he saw some homeless-looking guy rummaging through his shed and came out with a large chopping axe the cops found the crazed man wandering around the streets and it made it in the newspaper a few days later [Music] one night when I was a really young kid I was in the living room watching my favorite cartoon I had the TV pretty loud but I thought I could hear my mom calling my name from downstairs I called back what she didn't answer so I guess she couldn't hear me I heard her call me again so I went down to the basement the lights were off so halfway down I called for my mom she didn't answer I didn't know where she could be calling me from but one thing was for certain though she wasn't in the basement started going back up the stairs but before I even got to the top stair I heard my mom's voice again from down in the basement calling my name I looked down into the pitch blackness I ran back up to the top step turned down the lights and walked halfway back down peeking into the basement I didn't see my mom anywhere down there suddenly I got a huge rush of horror I ran up the stairs basically crying for my mom she came rushing down the stairs from upstairs and I cried to her that something was calling me from downstairs that sounded just like her she swore to me that she hadn't been calling me she went down to the basement to check and make me feel better but I didn't feel better I'm sure she didn't believe me why would she I was a little kid but I still know that I heard what I heard [Music] my grandpa recently told me a story it was about a knight he took his dog for a walk he used to have a small Boston Terrier named sherry who he named after an old friend of his who passed away my grandpa lives like two hours from us on a farm and there's not much that goes on there he lives with his wife Mary Ann who he married like 15 years back every day Mary Ann would take sherry for a walk in the morning and my grandpa would take her for a walk in the evening on a regular walk during sunset my grandpa was walking sherry down the usual dirt path that ran along the woods next to their property my grandpa passed by another person on the trail who sherry instinctively barked and pulled towards like most dogs do when they see strangers my grandpa said hello to the stranger who had a large hood up but the stranger just walked past without even batting an eye so he and the dog kept walking sherry kept looking back every so often and barking however my grandpa was home to shush and yank at the leaf to keep him walking eventually my grandpa would turn around to look at what sherry could be barking at the stranger who passed him by a few minutes earlier was stalking him from behind a tree in the near distance my grandpa decided to pick up the pace as fast as possible at his old age he always carries pepper spray in his big coat pocket just in case he was getting closer to the house when suddenly he heard clicks from the leaves on the ground inches behind him but before he could turn he felt the warmth of a glove cover his mouth and nose preventing him from screaming or breathing my grandpa says he could hear sherry barking and biting at the stranger which might have helped in loosening the man's grip a little my grandpa says he struggled to grab the pepper spray out from his pocket but when he did he sprayed it at least ten times and continued spraying it even after the man who was holding him let go and started to scream my grandpa came as close as he could to a run to escape back to his house he was perfectly okay I grew up in California for the first fourteen years of my life our neighborhood wasn't the best namely because it was an area that the Crips were known to reside in if you don't know the Crips are members of one of the biggest los angeles street gangs my best friend who I always called Stevie D lived two doors down we had other friends of course but we would often hang out just he and I we'd usually ride our bikes together around town or play video games just basic kid stuff when we were 12 we were biking around the neighborhood one night and decided to visit a well-known abandoned house it had been uninhabited for many years because no one would buy it for whatever reason when we pulled up on our bikes to the front of the house Stevie points it to the window and said look I push my bike a little closer to the window and focused my vision on it I could see someone peeking out the window I couldn't tell if they were looking at us or not but it was definitely a person's face sitting between the curtains it was extremely strange considering the place had been unknown for years we stared for longer than we should have perhaps and noticed something else that was strange the person didn't move their face at all we inched a little closer onto the empty driveway actually upon getting closer it appeared to be a Halloween decoration or something like a fake head this meant someone had snuck into the house to put it there Stevie Dee and I being the mischievous kids we used to be hatched an idea to sneak in through the back somehow and check out the place we hid our bikes on the side of the house behind an overgrown bush then snuck into the yard to our surprise the back door was already unlocked but when we came to think of it it wasn't that surprising considering it seems someone had already broken in to put that fake head there he stepped into the house but we didn't want to turn the lights on and expose the fact that we were in the house it was dark in there but not pitch-black so we could make our way through the house we got to the living room first because we wanted to check out that fake head thing at the window it smelled really bad in that room though and picked up the head from the windowsill and immediately dropped it and screamed I dropped it not because it was surprisingly heavy but because it also felt like real skin I saw a dark liquid pouring out from the bottom of the head that was now on the floor it was blood it was a real human head there were two cracks in the ceiling above us Stevie and I looked at each other with our mouths hanging open we ran for the back door and got back on our bikes to get the hell out of there anyone in our immediate area learned pretty soon that the head belonged to a victim of the Crips who apparently placed the head there as some kind of message I don't think anyone knew the full story but there was a good chance whoever placed that head there was still in the house because Stevie and I both heard cracks in the ceiling above us as if someone was coming downstairs last year a guy came to my houses door around 9 p.m. he knocked on the door so I got my mom and she went out to see who it was by the way we live in a rural area so visits that Lane are extremely uncommon and strange the guy talked to my mom about how he was opening a business asked whether she liked american-made products then handed her a Clorox container as a sample he went back to his minivan and opened it to get a quote-unquote vacuum cleaner when my mom saw a five other man sitting inside she told me to run and get my phone since we don't have a landline it couldn't find it so I got my knife and stood around the corner she threw the container outside and told them to get the hell off her property as well as that she was calling the cops they peeled out of the driveway and we never saw the car again [Music] I've always been an extreme sports person ever since I was little mountain climbing parasailing scuba diving though I've always been an avid skier I'd go upstate skiing at least ten times a season sometimes with friends sometimes alone my friend who all caulk you agreed to come upstate and go camping with me so we could do some backcountry skiing which is basically skiing in the backcountry on on marks or on patrolled areas outside of a ski resorts boundaries it was a three-hour drive then a decent amount of off-roading to get to where the hills were I parked my truck at the bottom of a decent-looking area full of hills but I also stopped there because I couldn't really drive out much further given that there were too many trees Hugh and I then proceeded to unload the back of my truck of all our stuff including ski gear and camping equipment then we hiked about a quarter mile which was an incredible amount of work with all the stuff we were carrying we found a perfect place to set up camp right near the bottom of an up hill and in a bit of a clearing between the trees setting up the tent and unloading our sleeping bags and equipment and such was first priority when all of that was done we started our hike up the hill to scout the area we did a decent amount of hiking but we also got a lot of skiing in at one point you and I lost each other while skiing down a bigger hill I assumed I'd meet him at the bottom or just find him eventually I checked the walkie-talkie just to see if he'd answered it but he didn't which meant he was probably still going downhill at some point while I was walking with my skis at the bottom of the hill I ran into someone another skier he sounded very friendly under a ski mask asking you where the best hills are and if we were camping and such he had his skis strapped to his orange backpack I pointed to the hill I just skied down and also pointed in the direction we set up camp he said he and his wife were trying to find a good place to set up camp near other people and asked if I could lead him to my campsite as much as I really didn't want to Trek all the way back there I felt I had to be a good Samaritan and help this man and his wife I pulled out my walkie again and set into the speaker to cue that I was going back to the campsite for a bit I started to lead the man who was behind me when suddenly I started getting some static from another end on the walkie it seems someone probably q was trying to talk to me but the connection was [ __ ] nothing I could do about that except for come back to this hill afterwards it took a decent amount of hiking and small talk with the man before we reached the campsite I turned around to him and smiled under my ski mask which I realized instantly was pointless he sounded very thankful for he and his wife and I finally asked him where is your wife he didn't answer he started to walk closer to me at first I thought nothing of it but for some reason something about his skis and backpack just struck me they belonged to Q for a split second I thought is this Q is he pranking me but it wasn't possible the voice was too different from Q the man was a few mere feet away from me at this point and he was picking up the pace to a more intimidating approach I panicked and jumped into the tent to dig for my flare gun in my bag the man grabbed my leg which was sticking out from the tent and then I felt a sharp intense tingle in my leg like a severe electric shock followed by a burning heat feeling I screamed in pain as I just managed to pull out the flare gun push aside the door to the vent and aiming at the man he immediately backed up with his hands in the air and that's when I noticed the knife dug deep into my leg I ordered the man to tell me where my friend was he answered quickly saying near the bottom of the hill he found me at I told the man to stand still while I called 9-1-1 to request an immediate rescue but the man took off quite easily while I was on the phone there wasn't much I could do with one single flare gunshot I felt like I was waiting there in the cold with my bleeding Lake forever until finally the reassuring sound of a rescue helicopter swooped overhead and I shot my flare gun I cannot believe I was actually picked up by a helicopter which I helped locate my friend laying in the snow in the middle of the hill he was unconscious and he had also been stepped twice in the leg then robbed he tried talking me through the walkie-talkie while he was losing consciousness but the connection was bad we both went to the hospital but were fine today I lived in a small college town my apartment complex was walking distance from the bar / downtown area one weekday night I stepped out on our front porch to smoke a cigarette or two I was up late studying I brought my textbook with me and laid down on the stairs while I smoked a girl who I had never met before but who lived one apartment over on the ground floor came home from downtown she was by herself and you could tell from her walk she had been drinking she got in her apartment and barely got the door closed before some guy who came out of nowhere knocked on her door she opened and I noticed he introduced himself which was weird because it was like 2:30 in the morning who comes to a random girl's apartment at that time so I decided to stay outside and pay attention they ended up talking for over 10 minutes she later acknowledged how weird the situation was but did not know how to end the conversation he would do the creepiest things like he reached up and stroked her hair at least three times and he would try to slowly inch his way closer to her in the door I made a point of being loud with my textbook so he would know I was there and he disappeared as eerily as he came we called the cops and days later they had the girl and I sit with a sketch artist as soon as the sketch was made public floods of calls came in guy turned out to be a serial rapist who followed loan girls home from bars and pretended to be a cab offering them a ride this girl just got lucky because she lived so close to the bars he didn't get a chance to pull the cab routine I've only used Craigslist once in my life and the one time I used it I got a very sour taste in my mouth here's why the guy posted an ad for a ping-pong table that I wanted to buy for my roommate and I we set up a time for me to come pick it up that night I had to remove the back seats for my truck so that I'd be able to fit the thing I pulled up in front of the dudes house and texted him saying I'm here I saw the door open so I got out for my truck and did a quick speed walk to his front door to greet him I went for the handshake but I don't think he saw my arm so after a few awkward seconds I put my hand back down he said in his deep smokers voice to follow him to the basement the whole house had a certain distinct smell to it not exactly a bad or concerning smell just a cottony smoky kind of smell he got to the basement and there was the ping pong table right smack in the middle of the room suddenly he said oh shoot I gotta find the paddles so he ran back up the stairs and told me to wait right there I waited for a while down there assuming he misplaced the paddles and was having a hard time finding them I started to snoop around his basement a little bit looking at his pictures and such it was weird he had framed pictures sitting on furniture but they were all pictures of just him no family members there was one where he was at least with a dog but that was pretty much it I'd say ten minutes went by and I was still stuck waiting down there so I started to get even more Snoopy there was a back laundry slash storage room in his basement that I started to observe for some reason there was a drawer to his utility desk that was hanging half open I pulled it fully open and had revealed old Polaroid pictures but these pictures were horrific and disturbing they were all pictures taken of some girl who was tied to a chair and her mouth covered with tape there were also yellow folder stacked in a row next to the photos they were labeled a to Z I didn't have it in me to open the folders and see what were inside I took out my phone to take pictures of the contents of the drawer and plan to send it to my friends immediately but I didn't have any service down there it was definitely time to go I ran back to the door at the top of the stairs but my nightmare only became worse finding out the door was locked as soon as I tried the doorknob though I heard the deep raspy voice of the man on the other side of the door he was apologizing saying the door was accidentally locked and he would go look for the key real quick I didn't say a word in response I examined the keyhole closely ran back down the stairs to the man's utility desk grab three screwdrivers of varying sizes and try to each one in the key hole for the door the smallest screwdriver managed to fit in the rectangular shaped keyhole allowing me to turn it just enough to unlock and open the door I didn't stop and look around I simply ran out the door into my car I didn't look back at the house I simply drove to the nearest police station showed them the pictures gave them the address told them where to find the photos and that was enough for them to start their investigation a few days later I got all the information the man was part of a child pornography trade on the Deep Web which was how he made his living apparently why he decided to lock me in his basement that's beyond me I have not the slightest idea of what he intended on doing with me but obviously it was not anything I used to babysit in my teenage years when I was 14 I babysat for a six-year-old boy named Cody once his parents left me with few instructions are there than to order a pizza for dinner and not let him go in their room they also left me with an interesting comment that Cody tensed act different than other kids and that he'll talk to himself or his imaginary friend especially when he played with his toys so it was midday pouring outside I was watching some old wipeout show that used to be on TV in the early 2000s cody was on the floor playing with his toys that were scattered across the living room Cody kept using the name Agnes he would act like he was playing with another kid who was sitting in front of him one of his toys that were sitting across the room from him activated out of nowhere I only found it weird because the toy was one of those little cube like things with the crank where you pull it down and some simulated moving racing background came up on the screen it was the kind of toy that would take effort to activate and there was activated all by itself I asked Cody how that was possible he looked at me and said Agnes is playing with it I have to admit it was a little disturbing hearing him say that I picked up the toy and turned it off that night in the final hour waiting for his parents to come back I was in the bathroom washing up when there was a knock at the door Cody I said I opened the door Cody wasn't there I looked into the hallway for Cody one of the doors at the end of the hall started to creak open slowly like really slowly I turned off the lights of the bathroom and walked into the room expecting to see Cody playing around trying to scare me instead Cody was sitting on the bed in the far corner of the room looking at me I asked him who just pushed open the door Agnes he said now truly freaked out I went to pick Cody up off the bed and brought him to the living room where I spent the rest of my shift until his parents came back I didn't mention any of the weird things that happens but when they reached out to me to watch Cody again a few weeks later I never called them back

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Published: Sat Jan 26 2019