4 Nightmarish TRUE Scary Stories

I'll never forget the time me and my brother snuck out past our bedtime to explore an allegedly haunted house down the block yes I said bedtime as I was only 10 and my brother Luke was only 12 when her parents said good night to us I went to Luke's room and we took a couple hand-powered flashlights with us and hopped outside through the window luckily his room was on the first floor those hand powered flashlights worked by constantly pushing in a little trigger that would create light inside the lens they were noisy as hell but they were convenient once we were outside we just walked down the block and in two minutes we were there it was rumoured by all the neighborhood kids and teens that the place was haunted everything about it was creepy the older more antique design of the house the isolation from the rest of the houses and the broken windows and rotting wood it seemed perfect for a horror movie we went around to the backyard this was all my curious and confident brothers idea I was scared shitless the door was locked as expected I felt a bit of relief thinking we might just go home but my brother made a shocking move next he grabbed a plank of wood laying in the grass and began smashing the already chipped window eventually there was enough of an opening to unlock it and slide it up completely we hopped inside and began cranking those noisiest flashlights immediately after entering the house we both picked up on the fact that it was like 90 degrees in there which was odd as it was a September night in the mid 70s there was no graffiti or anything anywhere in fact it was relatively empty besides a few pieces of furniture that were clearly not worth taking along it seemed we were the first to enter the house shockingly or at least from the back we went upstairs to the main floor from the little den area and continued cranking the flashlights that's when we heard the slightest crack in the floorboards from right above us we both jumped I tugged for Luke to leave but he told me the place is old as hell it's just house noises I stopped cranking the flashlight at this point and I urged the Luke to do the same but he only called me stupid for suggesting something so ridiculous then there was another crack in the floorboards from above us he began walking upstairs I didn't want to go up there but I was not about to stay down there alone I followed behind him to the upstairs there was a door that led to a room right above where we were standing I begged him not to open it but he must have just wanted to be the big tough older brother he began to reach for the doorknob while still cranking the noisy flashlight but then he stopped I was confused I could see in the dark he was moving his ear up against the door listening for something silence then the most deafening nightmare-inducing moment of my life a single bang on the door from the other side send my brother staggering into the wall in pain covering his ear we dropped the flashlights and wrenched straight out the back door and back home we were so loud when we got back that our parents found us out we told them what happens but they naturally didn't care and grounded us both for a week two nights later I woke to the sound of something from outside my window and a glare of brightness sneaking in through my slightly opened blind I sat up and my heart sank when I realized it was the sound of the crank to my flashlight I stood up and looked out the window and that's when it stopped there was nothing but complete blackness out there after that I woke the next day barely remembering what happened and I still hope today that that part was just a dream this is a story that happened to me recently I was still my first year of university and I've only just made friends with a few other students I'll be at an old and notorious University for its ghostly figures and paranormal activity the campus janitors and security were all too familiar with unusual reports the art and design faculty was subjected to the oldest campus of the four separate buildings and the block my class happened to progress in was the allegedly haunted section as well it was late in the afternoon just before 5:00 and my friend needed to use the restroom she asked me to accompany her and I obliged seeing it as an opportunity to rest my eyes from the strains of the projector she rushed into one of the stalls and then waited outside the bathroom feeling that she would take longer than I initially anticipated I decided to walk back to class without telling her as soon as I sat down she barged into the class calling out for me according to her claim she heard the sinks tap turn on and thought it was me playing a prank as she opened the door she saw no one else in the rest room besides herself yet the other stall next to her was locked from the inside thinking it was someone else on the toilet she asked if it was me no answer curious she looked down the gap but saw no shoes or legs yet heard feminine whispers and humming from that particular stall frightened she left without seeing another word class ended and we went home but the thought of the occurrence remained we later learned from one of the janitors that no one should ever be in the restroom after 5:00 in the evening as there is a known ghost of a woman who resides in the stalls needless to say as juniors in the university my friends and I decided to never use the bathrooms after the designated time I'm not in any way saying these claims are true but everything I told you was true in regards to what I was told whether these things I was told by my friend and the janitor are true or not remains a mystery to me this happened a few months ago while I was serving in Japan as a missionary for the Mormon Church I was in the country for two years and my time to return home was approaching I was in my last area Kyoto a bustling tourist attraction an ancient Japanese city I'd wanted to visit all my life anyway it was late at night and my companion and I were knocking on doors to see if anyone had interest in learning about Christ we came across this one apartment building and decided to give it a shot in Japan there are three kinds of apartments super luxurious suites decent apartment with four to five rooms total or ghetto as crap this apartment was the latter we were on the second floor of this building and knocked on this one door a middle-aged man in worn-out clothes answered with an awkward smile on his face being the kind missionaries we were we introduced ourselves and asked him if you would like to learn about what we believe instead of giving us a direct answer he invited us in usually in missionary work this is a good sign but upon stepping foot into that apartment I knew what we got ourselves into this apartment wreaked with the smell of marijuana and urine his apartment was puny a small entryway a door on the Left leading into a bathroom a small kitchen to the right and a small multi-purpose room with a small kneeling table TV and bed that's it judging by the way he was behaving and most of the decor in his apartment I knew this guy definitely had some sins worth confessing he sat us down on either side of the table and started to rant on about how he hates Christians and wants to kill them that made my companion and I tense up a bit but the man was plastered in the time this was going on he drank like ten times his weight in booze we just prayed and hoped he wouldn't recognize who we were and what he was telling us then he said I'm going to tell you a secret and you can't tell anyone he then pulled out from under his bed a box he opened it to reveal thousands and thousands of dollars worth of Japanese yen and yes it was authentic we even examined it this man was an illegal drug lord who worked with the Yakuza the Japanese mafia group we then realized that if this man knew what he just did and showed us he would kill us for sure or at least take us hostage my companion and I feared for our lives and tried to come up with an excuse to get away but he wouldn't let us go he kept ranting on about irrelevant things and saying how Christianity was an evil cult of some kind we tried to explain our side of the story but there's no use in reasoning with a drunk drug lord who works for the Japanese mafia it then got to the point where we practically had to run for the door we said we were leaving stood up and quickly walked over to the door the guy then stood up and began to reach for something in a box but we never saw what it was as soon as the door closed we bolted home faster than we ever had the last thing we wanted was him sobering up to find out he had revealed his deepest darkest secrets to two Christian missionaries from America had this man not been drunk he probably would have killed us for all we know he was reaching for a gun as we were leaving when I was 15 years old I was home alone one night for whatever reason my bedroom was on the first floor right next to the living room it's a strange setup I had the door shut and was playing video games when I heard a strange sound come out from in the living room it took me a few moments to figure out that it was a tap on the window I stepped through the dark living room and out the front door and checked the bushes by the window nobody was there I went back to my room with the door open and resumed playing the game five seconds later another knock on the glass this time I ran to the front door barefoot ready to chase the pranksters but again no one was in the bushes no one was even in sight I chose to just ignore it from here on out on my way back to my room there was another knock I ran over to the window to try and catch them there wasn't anyone outside but I felt something right above the tip of my toes I looked down and saw the dark shadow of a figure sitting down by the window I think I was back in my room in a matter of two seconds with a door locked I was hiding under my bed trying to call my dad then knocking on the glass continued from outside when I explained to my dad he called me crazy for not calling the police so he told me he would for me and to wait in my room with a door locked I'd say about five minutes later the knocking stopped and ten minutes later the cops arrived the figure was gone but there were no signs of entry or exit as all the doors were locked and all the windows shut still we haven't seen or heard of anything since then but it's still creepy as hell to think about

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Length: 12min 3sec (723 seconds)

Published: Sat Jan 09 2016

Reddit Comments

[u/doctorlogical]

With a better title this post would've done better.

While you can't ensure the stories are true, the narrator does a good job telling the stories.