Scary TRUE Stories for a Dark Night | (Scary Stories) | Mega Compilation

good evening all and welcome today I present you with an extra-long compilation of some truly terrifying stories I hope you have your flashlights ready as it's time to get comfortable and let the darkness take control it's worth mentioning the whilst this story takes place in a Southeast Asian city with a population of over 1.5 million I didn't always live here I was born and raised in a small town in the Midwestern United States you know the kind where everyone knows everyone and we only gained attention during an election year anyway my parents and I made the big move in 2014 due to a number of reasons the biggest being so that my mother to be with her family since this was her homeland however the town where all my relatives live is about eight hours away so we had to move to our city because it was the safest in the region for foreigners and my dad is a white guy now unlike every other college student in the world I hadn't done much this summer the heat was blistering all hours of the day and I didn't have money to spend even if I was willing to leave our air conditioned apartment the only thing enticing me into the outdoors were the incessant sounds of construction due to a new units being added to our complex however leaving was of course inevitable so towards the end of the month my parents and I went to buy groceries the next day my mom and I went out to buy some things that we had initially forgotten and the day after that the two of us went out again to pay some bills that made three consecutive days of going out for the first time in about a month to say I was exhausted was an understatement and by 7:00 p.m. on the third night I was already fast asleep on the living-room couch my mother woke me up at around 10:00 that night and told me to head up to my room I was too tired to do my entire night's routines so I quickly brushed my teeth and went upstairs I noticed that my cat was already asleep in my bed since he's basically my mother's shadow so I got into bed whilst contorting myself into an angle the wouldn't disturb him how lovers you know what I'm talking about I turned on a dim light plugged in my headphones and started playing a random video on YouTube then eventually fell asleep I didn't know what time it was but I awoke to the feeling of my bed shaking I'd tend to ignore movements like this because they happen often when my cat sleeps with me as he has a habit of scratching his ear but there was a pretty strong earthquake just the night before so I assumed it was another one making me open my eyes and look down at Mike and to see which of the two it was indeed it was he scratching his ear and my mother was also at the foot of my bed nothing out of the ordinary she was probably checking on me before my dad and her went out on their 5:00 a.m. walk as routine and was bending down to pet the cat I closed my eyes and was just about to slip back into slumber when my half-asleep brain remembered a number of things that were indeed out of the ordinary with my eyes that were barely open I looked at who I thought was my mother with blurred vision the first thing I noticed was that she was wearing one of my high school t-shirts my mother and I are far from the same size and she doesn't have a history of borrowing my clothes weird but not unsettling maybe she ran out of clean exercise shirts and decided to use one of mine then I notice that she was also wearing one of my high school t-shirts but this one was wrapped around her head in a way that outlined the shape of it not covering anything but just framing the profile in my peripheral vision I noticed that my closet doors were wide open my mother always nagged me to close them because she said it wasted the cool air coming in from the air-conditioner so I made sure to keep them closed whenever I wasn't getting ready and another random realization hit me when my brain finally registered the fact that while my mom does pet my cat when she comes in to check on me she never bent down like the person was in my room looking back now I don't think I've ever seen her bent down like that since I was a kid keep in mind all these thoughts flooded my mind in about five seconds still my half asleep and half stupid-ass brain was more focused on why my mother was wearing my clothes as opposed to all the things that were off in this situation that's when the person turned to look right at me before running out of my room maintaining an ungodly crouching position that will be buried in my mind for the rest of my life it wasn't until he was near the stairs that I fully processed what was happening that person was not my mother and they weren't even a female instantly I shot out of bed and instinctively wrapped my blanket around me to cover my night clothes that suddenly felt so revealing it was only then that I began screaming I hesitantly followed him out of my run and watched as he ran down the wooden stairs with deafening steps that echoed throughout the third floor almost drowning out my and cry if I was going to get my parents attention who was sleeping on the other side of the closed door on the second floor I needed to be louder I stood at the foot of the stairs and pushed my lungs to their limit I could practically feel the capacity stretch inside my rib cage and after what felt like ages but was probably no more than five seconds my parents door swung open and my mother ran up the stairs with a panic-stricken expression that I will never forget she grabbed me by the shoulders and shouted what what's wrong I turned to look at her my mouth again and my brows furrowed in a mixture of confusion and disbelief had she not seen the man when he ran right past their bedroom it all happened so fast I wasn't sure if they had crossed paths or not I told them that someone was in the house and I responded in a voice that honestly I didn't even recognize without missing a beat she wrapped her arm around me and ushered me down the stairs grab their gun she shouted in the country's native language and we ran into my parents bedroom where my father stood in the doorway with tired eyes and slumped posture I pushed him in the room and turned around to close the door simultaneously fiddling with the light switch so he weren't a complete darkness my movements were shaky and spastic causing my fingers to fumble and flicker the lights on and off before eventually being able to lock the door what are you doing my dad asked with a soft laugh as he switched on the lights after my attempts proved to be futile I turned to him with the same incredulous expression I had when I was looking at my mom he had been standing in the doorway to his room in perfect view of the running man yeah he seemed to be oblivious there's someone in the house I repeated watching his face instantly dropping my words with the door now locked I turned to my parents watch them silently waiting for them to say or do something for 19 years they had taken care of me and catered to my everyone to need now they stood just as scared and defenseless as I was and in that moment they were just people my dad an infamous type-a personality kept his focus on the floor most likely processing the entire situation before deciding what to do next my mother was the complete opposite her cell phone was in one hand whilst the other she was trying to run through her hair so many times that I'm sure the strands were going to end up between their fingers I can't call my mom on it's not working she said I took the phone from her and dialed it myself bringing the phone up to my ear only to hear a monotone voice say sorry your balance is too low to make this call in this country most of the phones are prepaid so if you don't have money in your account you can't make any calls or texts however my mom said that she had added to her account a few hours earlier I tried calling my aunt who lives about eight hours away and it worked and it was then that I figured that you can only use cell phones to call other cell phones and you can't use them to call landlines AKA 9-1-1 the only problem was that our landline was on the second-floor hallway a few feet away from the other side of the door I told my parents what our options were and my mother opened the window and began shouting for help in her native tongue similar to a knee-jerk reaction I instantly shut the window don't do that they know we're defenseless and come back at the time this happened we had been in the room for about 40 minutes and I was convinced that if they had left and then heard screaming they would come back because they would know we were sitting ducks are you sure you saw someone maybe you were just dreaming my dad said this being his first string of words is barakah ourselves inside how could he have gotten in the door has two locks in a heavy poll across it a little context about the poll after the lock on our screen door broke my mother had insisted on putting a metal pole across the door to ensure that no one would be able to get in no I know what I saw I answered without hesitation but my brain started dissecting the possibilities of the figure simply being a fragment of my imagination the sounds of movement he made were so vivid at the situation as a whole scene too surreal there was no way someone can get inside with that poll acting as a shield and neither of my parents had seen the man internally even I wasn't a hundred percent sure of myself but on the outside I stuck to my guns I saw a man okay then we need to get out of this room and call the police my dad said my overreacting got the best of me and I thought about us leaving the room with them or people were they waiting for us were they right outside the door or were they hiding and would spring out when we least expected it maybe they were still in our apartment continuing to raid through our things since they know that we were too scared to leave had they heard my mother screaming for help and came back we searched the room for weapons to protect ourselves with but we wouldn't find anything even remotely useful you may be wondering what happened to the gun my mother was shouting about earlier it never existed she just said that so then I will hopefully leave out of fear so with half a pair of broken scissors in my dad's hand and a small floor fan in my mother's we prepared ourselves for whatever was on the other side of that door my dad unlocked the door and swung it open swiftly hoping to catch anyone out there off-guard the complete silence mixed with the eerie yellow lighting coming from our hallway seemed like a scene from a horror movie straight ahead will you'll notice that the door to the second-floor balcony was wide open and the screen on the window next to it had been pried open as well the first feeling to run through me was assurance assurance of knowing that I wasn't crazy and hadn't just made it up the second feeling to run through me was pure dread knowing that I wasn't crazy and I unfortunately hadn't made it up we searched the second floor and found no one and nothing we then moved onto the first floor and we found our picture of water dripping with condensation on the kitchen table my mother asked me if I had forgotten to put it back before I went to bed but I distinctly remember only brushing my teeth I knew I hadn't gotten it out our windows have the glass on the outside and the screen on the inside contradictory to typical American windows and we saw that the glass windows were wide open and that the screen had been pried with however both of the locks on the door were bolted and the pole was still in place we figured that the man had initially attempted to come through by putting his hand through the small gap he made in the window screen trying to reach for the door so that he could rocket however I suppose his calculations were off and he couldn't make the distance that's when he climbed up to the second floor probably by scaling the apartment that the construction workers had yet to finish and did the same procedure to the balcony window he was successful this time because the distance was much shorter we could know mom won a total of five times and it took them 45 minutes to get to our apartment despite the fact that we live a three minute drive away while waiting my mother knocked on other apartments to let them know what was going on now our complex consists of four different apartments the first one is rented out to an online business company the second is rented out to a family who had just moved in that exact night we're in the third the fourth had no tenants neither of the man said and it was probably because it was 2:30 a.m. the police came eventually and told us that someone had made a call earlier saying that they heard a woman screaming for help but that they couldn't find the exact location of the screams they searched the house but found no one and didn't even tell us how to file a report yeah they were pretty useless the next day my mom spoke to the people at the first apartment and they were obviously shaken up they told her that they had heard her knocking but that it's company policy not to open the door from 10:00 p.m. to 6:00 a.m. my mother moved on to apartment two and told them what happened and the man and his pregnant wife said they didn't hear anything despite going to bed at 2:00 a.m. and having all their windows opened I was somewhat skeptical because my scream was pretty loud even giving my mother nightmares days after the incident and all our windows and second-story door were open there's another building just a few feet away so sound resonates pretty loudly making the construction booming even behind closed doors and my mother screams that were enough to make someone call the police I highly doubt they didn't hear anything when the first apartment had made sense though and all the windows were closed due to the air-conditioning being left on my mother told the couple to be wary of the construction workers because she believed that they decided to rob us after seeing that my father was a foreigner automatically assuming that we must be rich or something the man's face instantly dropped and his tone turned cold my mother asked him for the landlord's number since the old number no longer worked and he said that he would give it to her after he went to see her today since he didn't have it on him it took him four days to finally give it to us and he did so with what seemed like a sincere apology saying sorry for taking so long and for what happened to us that same day we called the landlord and she seemed shocked telling us that nothing like that had ever happened in any of her apartments before however my mother had spoken with tenants in the apartment complex behind our own which happened to be owned by the same landlord and she says that she knows of at least three people in her complex who have had their place broken into later the maintenance man came to inspect our windows and we found out that the construction workers were hired because they're all members of our landlord's church and the man who just moved in with his wife is the bishop of their church before my mother could even bring up her theory the maintenance man told her that he was convinced it was the construction workers we kept realizing that things were missing over the course of two weeks like my backpack some sunglasses money jewelry some stuff out of our storage room as well as other things my phone was also taken I assumed that's why he was crouching over my bed he was trying to reach for both the phone and the charger since I was probably laying on the wire or something my laptop and camera were both sitting on my desk next to my jewelry box but he didn't take those my parents assume it's because he was going to take the heavier items when he was about to leave so he wouldn't have to carry them around however I didn't see anything in his hand when he was running away from me which makes me think that he either left the other writers by the door for easy exit or there was someone else in the house helping him out a few weird things he took four of my shirts two of them being exactly the same he also went to my cousin's room and stole her towel thankfully she had gone home for the summer so she wasn't around but it almost seemed as if their feet knew that he went into her room and my room a completely avoided my parents room I also couldn't get over the fact that he drank our water straight from the jug which would have made sense since he climbed the second storey however this country is notorious for being superstitious and my mum said that thieves tend to leave water out because it makes the homeowners go to deep sleep something about water resembling the calming waves of an ocean I've never been one to believe in superstition and she thinks that's why I was able to wake up just a few hours after the incident we decided that we were going to move back to the States this wasn't the only occurrence affecting our decision but it was the straw that broke the camel's back I'm just thankful that we all came out safe and nothing worse happened I'm also incredibly grateful for my cat since he's basically the hero for waking me up in fact my cousins are fighting over who got to keep him once we leave years ago I used to work at a church as the head sound engineer the bulk of the job required me to be active during the days for summer services occasionally there would be tasks that would be done whenever I got the chance one of these tasks would be duplicating CDs of sermons for people who would like a copy to listen at home or in the car I would get requests for various sermons sometimes series spanning months and I would have to make extra time to take care of these duplication requests in the middle of the night it never bothered me and I had a key to getting into the church whenever I needed to one particular night I headed into the church sometime around 1:00 or 2:00 in the morning since I know the building like the back of my hand I rarely turned the lights on inside the building the ambient light from the streetlights would illuminate through the windows just enough so that I could see where I was going but beyond that the building was pitch black now the way the church was laid out there was a foyer which then had doors in the church sanctuary where the services were held the sanctuary had a balcony and on this balcony was the sound booth where the CD duplicator was located there is only one door to the balcony which would be locked from the inside which was always located in the foyer with the stairs leading up to it the balcony is completely open not separated by glass or anything and provides a completely unobstructed view of the sanctuary below the pews the stage all of it acoustically the room is very good if someone was on the stage talking you would easily hear it from the back of the church and balcony and if for some reason you couldn't see what you were listening to you could easily make out which part of the room the was coming from this comes into play later when I reached the top of the stairs to the balcony in the sound booth I turned on a light so that I could begin working it's just a single bulb about 15 feet above my head and I had no need to turn on anything more than that this was the only light in the entire sanctuary I know that might seem crazy to some but this was a building that I had spent hundreds of hours in by myself at night I felt completely comfortable at the time I began duplicating CDs lost in my thoughts at the peaceful silence of the enormous room after around an hour of silence a sound abruptly rang out that started me about twenty to thirty feet ahead and below of me in the middle of the pews on the left-hand side I heard a distinctive clink clink sound it was subtle but clear and absolutely unmistakable to me over and over I knew exactly what the sound was allow me to explain in another part of the church we had a coffee house of sorts where people would load up on coffee and doughnuts every Sunday morning the coffee was always dispensed in ceramic coffee mugs literally the most basic common mug you can imagine your kitchen cupboards are likely most full of them anyway due to the high volume of these mugs that circulated through the church there were always baristas from the coffee house picking them up from around the church to be washed oftentimes they would be missed and they would lay hidden around the church as multiple mugs were usually connected in one hand by the handle mugs themselves would hit and make that distinctive ceramic clink sound it became regular background noise before during and after services after about 10 years of working at this church it's a sound I knew and recognized very well but I would be lying if I said I ever consciously thought about that particular sound so I find myself trying to process why I'm here in coffee mugs clinking in the middle of the night in the middle of our church sanctuary in the pitch dark I stood there peering from the balcony into the darkness below trying to make sense of it for several minutes before curiosity got the better of me I had to figure out what was making the sound I descended the stairs and into the for yay when the light switches were and flipped them all on I immediately felt better and entered the sanctuary on the ground level I had been pointed where the ceramic sound was coming from when I was on the balcony but unfortunately now that I was at the source with the lights on there was nothing to be heard it was midweek and the sanctuary had not been cleaned from the previous Sunday so I knew that there were probably a few coffee mugs still inside people frequently left them on top of pews underneath them and everywhere in between I walk down each row of pews carefully scanning for mugs noting knowing there would be likely some on the floor I go down on my hands and knees in the very front of the sanctuary to take a peek from this perspective I could see underneath every pew on each retrospective side at once sure enough there were a few mugs scattered throughout the floor underneath certain pews I got up and move to those specific pews and examined where the mug was in hindsight I probably should have picked them up I didn't because technically it wasn't my job I did take note of the most important fact at the time there were no coffee mugs in close proximity to each other the closest was three or four feet from another mug not even remotely close enough to clink together whilst I couldn't explain the sound I heard there was no logical way those mugs could have made those clinks I had no answers but I was satisfied enough to just brush it off I left the sanctuary turned off the lights at the light switch in the foyer and returned back up the stairs to the balcony illuminated by just a single light bulb above me then consoled by the silence I found myself in once again I resumed my tasks and about 15 minutes of productivity had passed when it happened again clink clink in the same place as before clink my heart stopped and their hairs on my neck stood up again clink clink clink okay I had verified this myself there were no mugs in enough proximity that they could somehow for the sake of argument be clinking on their own they were not clinking on their own I rushed down the stairs into the foyer and flipped on the lights again entering the sanctuary I dropped to my knees and once again peered underneath the pews nothing I knew this sound it was unmistakable I'd pinpointed where it was coming from but there was nothing no sound nothing in disarray no mugs that could have been in contact with any other spooked but frustrated at the same time I returned to the foyer instead of turning off all the lights I left one on in the sanctuary this made two lights now one in the balcony and one in the sanctuary the addition of this light helped set me a little more at ease as I walked through the balcony door to the bottom of the stairs I locked it from the inside I don't know what was going on and maybe I was being a little paranoid at this point but I wasn't going to take any chances I went up the stairs once again to attempt to finish my task on the balcony about half an hour of silence had elapsed just enough for me to settle the idea of nothing weird happening for the rest of the night then it happened again clink clink might as well have been a gunshot I stood up and scanned from atop the balcony there was twice as much light in there now and enough to illuminate the room even if it was still dim but there was nothing nobody was playing a prank there were no ghouls spectres or shadow people dancing around no big aha revelation clink it continued and so did I I wanted to go home so I ignored it the sooner I finished duplicating the stupid CDs the sooner I could get out of this damn church and get some sleep clink clink clink again and again maybe about 15 minutes maybe about another half hour or so I lost track of time all that I know is that eventually it stopped the silence returned at one point I resolved that all of it was ridiculous there had to be a rational explanation and as such it was stupid to hold up on my locked balcony I went downstairs to get a drink and on my way back I flipped off the remaining light in the sanctuary no need to waste electricity I reasoned I'm not going to let some stupid sound dictate fear all night I returned to the balcony and left the door unlocked illuminated once more by my single light bulb I popped in a few more CD's and then it happened I don't even know how to effectively describe it at least in a way that captures the immediacy and sheer terror of it all at once the entire room began to shake violently with a deep AC Rumble there are no earthquakes in this part of the country so that was immediately ruled out time seemed to stop as I scanned around trying to figure out what was going on I looked at the soundboard you know those LEDs they have going from green to yellow to red the thing was maxed out red indicating it was being overloaded by some sort of input but there were no mics plugged in no amps turned on and no sound coming out of the speakers I don't even think the speakers were plugged in and if they were they were muted at the time I had done professional audio for over five years and this wasn't something technical the entire sanctuary rumbled and shook and it after about 30 seconds it stopped there was complete silence I was completely shaken and I bolted out of the church and went home I don't have any explanation for what happened since there were no ghostly things to show themselves or anything super paranormal I have tried to explain it with logic but alas this house I live in is only a couple of hundred meters away from a small church in a suburb although I was brought up a Christian I was never truly religious and I only went to said church whenever my parents took me as a kid my father died when I was a teenager and we stopped going as a family or together after that I only went whenever my friends asked me to tag along now I'm 21 and only passed by the church whenever I had to go into the city because there's a dirt roads beside it that leads to the parking lot behind adjacent to a major road where it was easy to get a bus to work it was closer than the Village Gate in the opposite direction and I had to only ride one bus from there I am NOT an easily scared man nor have I previously experienced long-lasting trauma after being spooked and I'm here to tell you that what I saw besides that church three months ago still haunts me to my core a storm was announced to hit earlier that week leaving for work that early Thursday morning the skies were clear and not a single cloud to cover the starry sky so I didn't bring an umbrella I climbed over the parking lot gate because it was chained shut until 6:00 for the first mass the guard at the outpost didn't mind because they knew my family well I work at a hotel as a line cook and it's a very demanding job I have to leave home before the Sun rises most days and I work until long after it's set the only time I get to see the Sun is if I'm assigned to the station at a buffet where I have a view of the poor side it was an average overworked and underpaid kind of day for me I wasn't assigned at the buffet I stayed in the kitchen where there weren't any windows so I was surprised to see the flooded streets when I clock Talent apparently it had been raining heavily all afternoon and although it had subsided around sunset it was still a mild drizzle out it was around 8:00 in the evening when I left the hotel and in my country flooded streets meant standstill traffic for at least a couple of hours this wasn't that uncommon I had dealt with similar situations before and it also meant I could sleep on the bus so it wasn't too upsetting fast forward to around midnight and it's pouring again I'm not too far off from the church parking lot so I decided to get off the bus and start walking because I hadn't budged for the last ten minutes I put my phone and wallet in my waterproof backpack which also contained a spare shirt my house keys and my knife set I don't mind getting wet and around this time the parking lot gate was already changed shut but I climb over it like I usually do it was flooded knee-deep in the parking lot and there was no security guard at the outpost I figured he retreated into the church it's dark but I focus on the small lights from the house in the distance they only looked like dots from not far I trudged my way through the open parking lot that could have passed as a kitty friendly pool when I heard this strange sloshing at the far corner of my left due to the heavy rain I couldn't clearly make out what was there but I knew that I wasn't alone all the lights to the lot were shut and the only thing to guide me were a few lights of the houses far ahead and my memory of the area's landscape it's a straight shot from the dirt road so I didn't have to worry about a light source the sound of all the falling raindrops accumulated into dull static noise so it was easy for me to hear that there was something going on in the corner I could see the shape of a person who seemed to be sitting down so I could only see them from the waist up as I got closer and my eyes better adjusted into the dark I could tell that it was a woman because of her long hair and curvy outline she was flailing her arms and splashing the water around grunting as she pounded her fists into the water she was about two cars length away and I wasn't too concerned about it I've dealt with crazy people before I glanced over a few times as I passed her and then go to the dirt road quite unnerving she was out my line of sight and at this point the mud made it quite hard to walk water was only ankle-deep but I kept having to jerk my foot free after each step because my shoes would sink into the mud a small splash made me look over my shoulder and in the darkness of that road the woman was splayed out face-first in shallow water that froze thinking whether or not I should help her I hate the thought of being the guy who lets someone drown in six inches of water and she was about ten steps away from me and before I could decide what to do she started to move it was too dark to see any details but her outline was sitting was shabal enough for me to see that she was looking up at me she slowly got on her hands and feet like she was about to stand but her hand lingered on the ground with her rump in the air I was already scared pale at this point my legs didn't work and I thought of reaching for my knives and I was honestly too afraid to move and then she starts crawling towards me on her hands and feet this sent a jolt through me and all of a sudden I'm sprinting towards my house I could hear the splashes behind me along with her coarse breathing almost like she was coughing and my eyes started to fill with tears and the rage against my face made the light in the distant houses blurry but I knew at that point that I was running for my life I couldn't tell if she was catching up but I didn't have to look back I heard her yell in a voice so rough it resembled a pig squeel short sharp and loud a wordless shout of anger I believed that it was the fastest I've ever ran in my life and at this point I couldn't hear anything but the rain deafening unrelenting and violent my house was closed I sped by a few houses with their dim porch lights and I could tell that I was running on asphalt I didn't know when it happened but apparently I lost my shoes back at the dirt road one last Bend and I was at my doorstep I've forcefully tore open my backpack zipper and fumbled around inside for a key frantically looking around to see if she was still chasing me I got in the house slammed the door shut and collapsed I don't recall what happened for the rest of the night and I woke up next morning in my bed my older brother filled me in he was awake when I got home that night and went to the front door when the noise alerted him he said I was on my knees leaning against the door and quietly sobbing to myself he awoke my mum and they were trying to console me but I wouldn't speak they tried to ask me questions but I would just shake my head they got me some dry clothes and led me to bed over breakfast I explained what happened and my mum said she would notify the village guards I could tell that they were concerned from my safety but they didn't understand the fear that I felt my brother even joked about it I didn't go to work that day in fact I took the rest of the week off because I could have fever the guard did a minor investigation and even increased patrol for a while but they didn't find anything of my shoes in the parking lot when I did get better I started taking the long walk to the main village gate to work going home I now carpool with a buddy who can get me close enough home that I don't have to use the dirt route the days that he can't drive me I'd take a taxi even if it hurts my pocket a bit I can't walk alone without glancing over my shoulder every five seconds suddenly loud noises make my heart jump and I can't stand the sound of rain I've been getting better though and I can sleep with the lights off now I just wish I could stop seeing the crawling woman's shape when I start drifting off to sleep I wish I could tell you more about her I honestly do because it's one thing to be afraid of things but when you lack the understanding of what you fear your mind fills in the blanks with terrifying detail a few years ago my husband worked the night shift he typically got home around 6:00 a.m. and he worked a 45-minute drive away one night I decided to let my two kids watch a movie in my bed on the laptop it was already fairly late around 10:00 p.m. so I figured they'd fall asleep and that they could just stay in my bed that night I locked up the whole house and everyone got ready for bed and we started the movie about 40 minutes into it I heard some mom walk through the dining room my room is directly off the dining room and it has hardwood flooring so it's pretty easy to hear the footsteps I leave the dining room light on for my husband so I had my door closed almost all the way safe for an inch to block the light I figured he'd come home early and continued watching the movie after five minutes of hearing someone walk back and forth across the dining room it didn't come in I decided to find out what was up I paused the movie told the kids to stay put and open the door the footsteps immediately stopped her no one was there I looked all over the house checked every window closet and outside everything was still locked and nothing was out of place then I heard him meow and laughed of myself a freaking out over the cat until I walked into the kitchen to feed him and he was sitting outside on the back porch and the door is locked and my husband called from work 45 minutes away because a neighbor had their house broken into a couple of streets over earlier that day I lost it and started crying I was terrified my cousin lives in a hostel with ten other girls in one room all of them were gone except for her and the girl who sleeps in the bed across from hers I understand my cousin's hostel is near a forest you must understand the Malaysia is 62% forest so this is not uncommon it was around 10:00 p.m. at night and my cousin was lying down in bed watching kdrama on her phone with low volume without headphones out of nowhere her roommate called out to her she paused the video to look at her friend and her friend had a very fearful face what's wrong she asked her and her friends gaze turned over towards the window of their room before my cousin looked back you didn't hear that she asked there was a silence but my cousin couldn't hear a thing and she shrugged no I heard nothing and then it was quiet again her roommates eyes lit up when she stood up there it is again it's still there you don't hear that she half shouted at my cousin my cousin getting freaked out tried to listen for anything but still heard nothing it's a Pontiac it's laughing outside how can you not hear that she immediately jumps back in bed and curls up under her blankets in fear hearing that so chills up my cousin's spine but she still couldn't hear anything I think you're just imagining things she says to her and attempts to watch her video again her roommate protests but both didn't leave each other until the rest of their friends returned that night although they didn't see the Ponton act that night something else happened a few days later two of her roommates were in the bathroom around 8:00 and they noticed that one of the stools were occupied but the door wasn't locked they could see someone's feet as they walked in so they assumed it was one of the students who lived in the hostel as well but as they approached the stall they saw through the slit that it was my cousin she was sitting there on the toilet doing nothing they spoke to her and asked if she was okay but she didn't reply they just shrugged it off and they went back into the room assuming that she'd probably be back in a few minutes they went directly into the room and the moment they walked in they stomped because my cousin was sitting there on her bed doing work didn't I just see you in the bathroom one of the roommates asked my cousin looks at her weirdly and shakes her head I don't go into the bathroom alone you know that I've been here the whole time she says both of her roommates felt chills up their spines because they knew that they'd just seen her before they left and even if she ran out of the bathroom to get to the room first there was no way she could have done so without them seeing so it was freaky that they saw a spirit that copied the way my cousin looked could it have been the same one this happened just last night and honestly I'm still a little shaken up over it I work evenings as a dispatcher in a medium-sized city in the Midwest I was driving home at 2:00 a.m. when I stopped for gas in retrospect it was stupid to have stopped at all the gas station was poorly lit and completely empty of any other customers but I knew the shady areas of town and this was not usually one of them as I was pumping gas I noticed a middle-aged woman sitting on the curb across the parking lot it was a cold night and it just started raining the woman was not wearing any weather appropriate clothing and she looked drenched when the woman saw that I was watching her she called out to me from across the parking lot my second of many stupid decisions that night was choosing to engage her I was worried for her so I approached her to see if I could sort out some help hi beautiful I'm just trying to get home but no one will help me she said the place I want to go cause $60 in a cab and I only have 40 would you mind helping me out I don't usually give money to panhandlers but this woman seemed genuine the weather was terrible and my job centers around helping people so I agreed I told her that I couldn't give her any cash but if she would come inside I take out some money from the ATM and give her a few dollars but the ATM wasn't working so I apologized and told her there was nothing else I could do for her she followed me back outside idly chatting with me as I opened my driver door to get in and then she got in my car I was too shocked to really say anything i sat staring at her as she buckled herself into the passenger seat as soon as I got into my car her demeanor changed entirely she no longer seemed forlorn as much as she did extremely excited and restless just take me to my aunt's she said she can give you money of course alarm bells are going off in my head although my first instinct was to tell her to get out of my car my gut tells me that it would be dangerous she's already proven to be unpredictable she seemed to be high and I didn't know if she had any concealed weapons forcing her out of my vehicle I thought had the potential to elicit a violent action where are you asking me to take you I finally said just start driving and I'll tell you where to turn no if you want me to consider driving you anywhere I will need you to tell me where we're going I say with no real intention of driving her anywhere don't worry honey I'm not gonna rob you just drive No I repeat I was asking her questions and she got really agitated we still had not left the gas station parking lot and I considered getting out of the car and going into the gas station for help but she seemed to know and be friendly with one attendant that was inside when I tried to get the money and I really wasn't about to leave her alone in my car finally she snapped at me and said why are you asking me so many questions I thought we were friends don't you trust me I work at a police department I say it's my job to ask these sort of questions and she flipped out started yelling at me about being a snitch and trying to get her in trouble and just generally losing her damn mind at this point I'm more scared than ever I just want her gone my instinct still told me that asking her to get out of my car wouldn't work so I decided to take a risk I'm not a police officer I just work at a police department why don't I take you to Walmart and see if they have any ATMs that work my idea was to get her out of my car peacefully as possible and then lose her in the store she liked my idea and immediately calmed down I knew that driving off with this woman in my car was incredibly incredibly risky but it seemed like my best option at the time as we were driving she keeps talking to me her thoughts were erratic bouncing all over the place it sometimes seemed difficult to follow through one thought but this is roughly how our conversation went I'm glad we're friends now I have about five or six people trying to get me I'm gonna come to your work tomorrow so that we can arrest them together okay we can talk about that tomorrow tonight you said we're trying to get you home yes honey I'm trying to get to Rochester Rochester I thought you needed to go to Midway yeah yeah Midway that's what I meant that's why the cab ride is $40 it's far away the cab ride is $40 yeah baby you said you have $40 I do baby I have $40 but the cab ride is 60 and then there was silence are you sure you can't take me to my aunt's house she lives close to Baker Street I thought you said she lived close to Shirley Street no a baby I meant Baker Street but it doesn't matter because she won't give me money anyways you sure you can't take me to Midway it was terrifyingly obvious that this woman was utterly full of because the details of her story were constant changing when we pulled into the Walmart parking lot she finally got out of my car but only after I got out first and then she followed me into the store I told her before we went in that I needed to use the restroom my plan was to call the police from inside the store but she followed me into the bathroom and that's when things got really weird she grabbed the crook of my arm and whispered in my ear if you don't have any money that's okay but we can get a bit freaky in here if you like I told her no was forcefully as I could manage bolted into a stool and locked the door as fast as I possibly could as soon as I had a barrier between us I said you know I have some friends in the police department that could probably help you better than I can I'm just gonna call them and maybe we can figure this out together again at the mention at the cops she started screaming at me I just kept reiterating that the police could help her and she snapped to me that she was just gonna leave and stormed out the bathroom but it wasn't over I waited to make sure she was really gone sure enough not 60 seconds after she left she came back in the bathroom and started banging on the store door and said something that scared me more than anything else hey come back with me to your car I left my beer in your car I played to Litella know I saw her get into my car and she had absolutely nothing on her other than the clothes on her back and after that she left the bathroom again and didn't come back I waited a good five minutes before exiting the bathroom and I immediately found a manager who called the police for me thankfully I was in a different police jurisdiction than her one I worked in because I was mortified at how entirely stupid I had been the entire night and would have died of embarrassment if any of my co-workers had responded the officer that responded took my statement and advised me to be more careful in future he said that sometimes panhandlers turned violent and they're just recently there had been a report of a woman who matched my description assaulting a Good Samaritan that stopped to try to help her I definitely learned my lesson on stranger danger and I'm lucky to have come out unscathed and glad that my stupidity didn't kill me so next time you try and help a stranger late at night don't back in the early / mid-1970s my mother and I lived in the Pacific Northwest and I was around six years old we were on an offbeat road out of Seattle very dark night no moon and a wisp of fog we saw a Volkswagen Beetle on the side of the road with the emergency flashers on and a rather good-looking guy as my mother describes him with his arm in a sling waving us down my mother pulled over being a kind woman that would help anybody in need as he looked quite normal my mother rolled down her window and asked if she could help and the guy asked my mom if she could help him get the last lugnut of his tire so that he could change his flat and he says hello my name is Ted and then smiles and looked at me and reached over and shook my hand and asked my name and I got a bad vibe and I said nothing to him my mom said something about his smile really made her uncomfortable and then she noticed that he was missing the passenger seat in his beetle she rolls the window back up and said that she would call a tow truck to come and help him at the next city then speeds off whilst looking in her rearview mirror and sees him taking off the sling and getting back in the Beetle and took off very fast in the opposite direction so that's the night that six-year-old me shook the hand of Ted Bundy my aunt is single and a workaholic so she has the habit of coming home late the latest she would usually get home is around 11 p.m. and the earliest would be about 5:00 she would alternate days in which she would come home early because it wasn't exactly safe to drive home at night especially since she lives with my grandparents who lived deep within a village with the only road leading into it a very long and lonely not to mention that she would have to drive by two very large lakes as well as two large parm estates just to reach home keep in mind the hijackers nor thieves are her only concern whilst driving alone at night here in Malaysia it is believed the evil spirits dwell in places with water like lakes oceans and rivers so if we pass by one at night we are supposed to throw out a piece of small trash out of our car window just a few metres away from our home this is to make sure that an evil spirit does not follow us home and will only stop by that priests of trash don't ask me why I believe this but I do my aunt doesn't do this so of course something did end up following her home one week my aunt wasn't going with her original schedule of mixing up the times of going home for four days straight she drove home at exactly 11:30 p.m. except for Friday not one night she had to stay until 1:30 a.m. when she got home she felt something strange she got out of her car and felt as if she were being watched not just ordinary watched like something with evil intentions were staring at her in hatred she immediately locked her car closed the gate and walked straight towards the front door as she opened it she noticed that all the lights in the house were on and I mean every light she saw my two cousins who were staying over for the holidays code up with each other on the bed in the living room she approached them and asked them what was wrong as they appeared to have fear in their eyes and they confessed that they were staying up because they thought they heard something and we're getting afraid so waited for her to arrive my two cousins and grandmother was sitting in the kitchen where the front door is they were talking to each other and all were waiting for my aunt to arrive home it was around 11:00 p.m. when they heard someone turned the doorknob before inserting the key and unlocking the door my cousins and grandmother waited to my aunt type at the door but nothing happened my grandmother waited and called for my aunt's name but there was no answer terrified my cousin's went to turn all the lights on in the house and went to the living room to keep an eye on all the doors in the house my grandmother went to make sure that all the doors were locked in their house they told my aunt that they really thought it was her because it made the exact same noises that my aunt does when she arrives home jingling the doorknob before inserting the keys and unlocking the door and everything my cousin's thought it was someone trying to break in and nothing else happened for the rest of the night when my aunt told this to my mother I felt chores around my body my aunt says she might know who or what exactly it was and she blames herself for it she knew that it was one kind of evil spirit that she must have accidentally brought home from the lakes because of her consistent timing and getting home late that night during the week whatever followed her home mimicked exactly the way she'd done before entering the house the good thing is that my grandmother didn't try and open the door because if she did she would have let in the evil spirit and god only knows what would have happened if she actually did ever since that experience she immediately resumed her normal schedule of alternating the times because she didn't want another one following her home my story takes place 19 years ago I am a female and was 16 at the time I'm five foot seven and I was around a hundred and thirty pounds and I like to think that I'm strong but I couldn't take on two young men so it begins with my mother and stepfather going away on vacation and leaving my 17 year old sister and I home alone they did this quite often my parents were not winning any parenting awards my sister and I didn't get along either she was a nasty piece of work and luckily she decided to go stay at a friend's house while my parents were away I was nervous about being alone so I had my boyfriend stay with me he was a pugnacious dickhead but I'm glad he was there so one night Brett and I were at my house and we had just started messing around when I heard a really loud knock at the door my room was in the basement but at the landing area between the stairs there was a window that I could see the stairs that led up into the alcove of our front porch and I could see two people standing there and just as I was peeking out to see them better one of them saw me I remember feeling the breath sucked out of my chest there were two young men standing on my front porch it was almost midnight and I had no idea who the hell they were the guy that saw me let his friend know and they both looked in the window and asked me to come to the door my boyfriend had gone upstairs to open the door and I remember freaking out because I told him not to go I didn't know these people he was one of those guys who thought he was mr. tough guy and believed that he could fight anyone he was telling the guys to leave and just as I joined him at the door they saw me and called me by name and asked for me to at the min Brett told them to go away one guy I think his name was Wes unless or something like that said to come outside and that he just wanted to talk to my boyfriend I said no thank you we're going to bed and shut the door I was really confused and getting quite frightened they stood on my doorstep for a few minutes and then started knocking again Wes less explained to me through the door that he was my sister's friend and that she had told him that I was home alone and they should come by I knew my sister and I believed them that did not however make me stupid I told them to leave and they started kicking the door it was shaking and I was seriously fearing that it wouldn't hold up I was so scared that I ran into my kitchen to call the police I was assured that they would be there very soon and to lock the doors and to stay on the phone meanwhile Bret was still yelling at them which only served to piss these guys off more and I begged for him to shut up but he would not listen to me I was locking all the doors and windows upstairs while Brett went down to check on the doors down in the basement there was a huge mudroom area and it had a thick wooden door made of 2x4 planks kind of like a bundle the door had a big old lock on it and some spring-loaded turn boat and also had a plank to set across it like a barricade one of the guys was pounding on this door and Brett hurt him told the other to try the back door this stupid door was one of those 1960s things that had a happy little square window right of face level with a little curtain across it I was at this door trying to jam a chair under the flimsy knob when I looked up and saw an unnamed guy looking at me I screamed and the dispatcher asked me if I was okay I barely squeaked out the one of the guys was looking right at me through the window he was older than me probably about 20 and he was tall and he looked scary as hell his dark eyes were drilling into me and he wore this creepy Placid smile on his face I had never seen this man before but he knew my name he tapped on the window with one finger never breaking eye contact and said Becky let me in I couldn't breathe the knob was rattling as he was messing with it he said again let me in Becky I just want to see if you're okay I just want to talk he stared at me I didn't say a word I was just three feet from him with my back pressed to the fridge when suddenly he started beating on the door and screamed let me into this house if I have to break in I will kill both of you so just open the door he looked maniacal there was this loud knock on the front door he gave me the most hateful sneer I'd ever seen and I heard shouting and he ran back downstairs and into the woods along the back of my yard Brett had gone to the door and it was the cops there were two female officers at the front and one was just starting to raise her voice asking where I was when I came to the door - I was so relieved I started sobbing and told them that they had run away through the woods luckily the woods were not very deep they actually ran along the bank of a large river and there was just a bridge up there from where the woods met the road one officer ran around the back whilst the other state to get a full description and take my statements the first officer came back and spoke with the second one and she said that she saw them running across the bridge they both left in a hurry they hopped in the cruiser and sped off I was still crying and shaking but I was absolutely furious at Brett for riling them up I went to make myself some tea thinking of all the ways I could kill my sister when she got home I had so much anger fear an adrenaline pumping through me I could have ripped her to shreds at that very moment 20 minutes later the cruiser came back and there were two guys sitting in the backseat and the officers wanted me to confirm it was the right guys I looked through the window and saw them they still looked terrifying to me they are in cuffs and couldn't get to me but I would not get close to them neither would look at me and I confirmed it was them we spoke for a bit and I told the cops about my sister suggesting that these two men should come see me the second officer wasn't impressed I press charges for attempted fourth century property damage as they had broken a window in the living room trespassing disorderly conduct an attempted assault initially they both pleaded not guilty but later admitted to some of the charges and they both got 18 months in jail and were forbidden from contacting me or my boyfriend ever again and to be at least 500 meters from me at all times I never heard from them again I confronted my sister about it and of course she denied it then laughed about him laughed at me she was an awful person I have no idea what their true intentions were as they maintained that they were only there to talk to me I'm thankful that I didn't have to find out so to strangers who just wanted to talk at midnight let's not meet again this happened to me back when I was 10 years old and I was walking to my friend's house it was on a Saturday around noontime and my friend lived about a five-minute if not less walk away from my house about halfway through the walk a rainstorm came out of nowhere and being 10 years old just wanting to get to my friend's house I decided against running back for a jacket when I reached this street off my friend's street an inconspicuous white van pulled up beside me the sliding door swung open and a lady in her early 30s asked me if I wanted a ride as it was raining outside and I had no jacket being a very safe kid I told her that I was going to a friend's house just up the street and that I would be fine she responded by insinuating that I had to get him with them and that they would drive me a little back story on the van in my southern Ontario City at the time there was a constant news report of and I kid you not a white van abducting numerous children and I believe that one of the children believed to be abducted by this van was actually killed they were described as a white Dodge Caravan and I always remembered this because it was the same type of van that my mother drove but she drove a blue one anyway back to the story so as I told the van that I was fine the remembrance of the story of the white van sparked into my mind the van was known by the locals as old grump as an elderly man with a forwards bald cap was always seen driving it and I was absolutely mortified when I looked towards the driver's seat to see an old man with a ball cap at the wheel I'm even getting chills just thinking about this let alone being alone on a street with these creeps in front of me when I noticed the old man I remembered more details of the van the obstructed or non-existent plates and considering I was about two feet away from the back of the van I glanced to look at the license plates which are obscured by a garbage bag the total time elapsed between the van pulling up and me saying no the lady trying to get me inside and the realization of the situation was probably around 45 seconds when I realized what could possibly happen I told her that I really had to go and I darted out of there I have never moved so fast in my entire life as I began to run I heard the lady curse and the door come whirring shut the van began to accelerate again luckily for me after cutting across a few lawns I was maybe 20 meters from my friends house as I reach my friend's house I recall jumping over the water runoff between his and his neighbor's house and coming to their porch staircase now most houses of my area have maybe two to four steps and then their front door of my friend living in a condo had about 15 steps and their door being about 2 meters off the ground I sped up the steps as fast as I could pounded on his door and looked through the glass and saw him walking slowly towards the at this point I was screaming for Cody to open the door and then turned around to see the van just arriving across the street perhaps two or three doors down in this suburban neighborhood and about 50 feet away my friend perked up and bolted towards the door quickly unlocking it and I rushed inside to save some time I summarized the story to him we were both 10 years old and just intended on an afternoon of playing some Tom and Jerry style Street Fighter on ps2 when this whole ordeal happened we panicked and we didn't know what to do his parents were not home and neither were mine and we wouldn't dare go outside to fetch help from the neighbors we were on the border of calling the police and this is when it gets really messed up we picked up the phone but the line was dead there would be no calling the police it sounds extremely but the area was only a few months old so the phone and Internet was extremely unpredictable and now with that harsh weather it was no surprise that the line went dead we lay down on his living floor as it hit us out of sight and allowed us to look out the front window we had began peering outside with a pair of mini binoculars that he had in his run my friend handed them to me and I bought them to my eyes I look outside and to my surprise no one was in the van anymore it was completely empty I handed them to my friend and he stopped his breathing I remember whispering to him what is it dude and then before he answered banging began on his garage door we almost pissed ourselves and were on the verge of cry my buddy Cody was frozen solid and we didn't know what to do considering it was a condo a living room being 15 feet away from the door and we could hear everything we heard the handle on the garage being fumbled with so he grabbed kitchen and proceeded down the stairs silently and when we got to the bottom of the first flight of stairs Cody remembered in a moment of panic that his dad's uncle lived in the bottom flat of the Condor and would possibly be home we pushed open the door and began calling out his name Brian but he wasn't there we were petrified I felt a sense of security because we had two big kitchen knives with our knives we proceeded into the garage scared my heart was racing so fast that these creeps might hear it we silently listened to the noises outside from the garage communicating in gestures the attempts to gain entry to the house was sporadic and occurred over a timeframe of about 15 to 20 minutes eventually everything ceased I held my breath and my heart stopped beating and after about 20 seconds of staring at the garage handle we hear a single word it was the voice of a man after standing there and shock and fear afraid to move we gathered the courage to make our way back upstairs a few minutes later there was a ring at the door my heart dropped and I'm certain my nuts did too we proceeded cautiously with knives in hand when we peered through the peephole we saw a rogers worker which is a telephone company here in Canada with a clipboard we open the door and bombarded this guy with questions eventually amounting to asking if he was the one trying to enter the house he wasn't from behind him we saw the van start up and then drive away I have many aunts and uncles and each of them have their own creepy experiences while working at one point in their lives the one that I remember the most is the one that told me the stories of her working late at night at an old factory in the middle of nowhere this was before she was married there are several incidents that had occurred in that factory regarding the paranormal my aunt only told me three of them and all of them happened in the women's bathroom my aunt has to work during the dead hours of the night with few other female workers to help organize documents for the factory there were only about five or six of them our work in the office area so the rest of the factory was dead silent one night my aunt wanted to use the bathroom so she left alone since the bathroom was right down the hall as she was in there she heard the main door open she thought it was one of her colleagues and then she heard the stall door at the very end slammed shut the way the stool was closed was by no means ordinary it was a big slam loud intentional it was quiet for a few seconds before another door slammed shut equally as loud she immediately felt a chill up her spine when she heard the third door being slammed and when the store door next to her slammed shut she bolted out of there she didn't look back or anything and just immediately ran back to the office with her pants halfway down her legs she indecently bursts into the office terrified and her colleagues all stare at her they were all there no one had left the office ever since she heard they all asked her what's wrong and she said that she heard something slamming the store doors over and over they said that they'd heard it too but assumed it was her doing perhaps she was venting her frustration she denied it and said that it wasn't her and she's not sure who did it but in truth she didn't want to know on another occasion another one of her colleagues was in the bathroom fixing up her hijab alone the bar therus stools were all open and empty and she can see them all through the mirror except for the one at the very end she was minding her own business and she kept on hearing scuffling and ruffling noises coming from somewhere in the bathroom she had heard something being torn before another odd noise she stops and looks around to see if maybe another one of her colleagues came in without her noticing when she saw nothing around her she finally realized that the noise was coming from the very store that she couldn't see inside of slowly and scared she approaches the stall to see what's going on when she reaches close enough to see inside through the mirror her heart stops her body goes cold and her face turned white er than a sheet in the bathroom she sees a small childlike spirit with long frizzy hair crouching over the toilet eating away at the trash she can see blood dripping down its hands as it devours the period pads that were in the can alarms went off in her head and she immediately backed away and ran all the way back to the office and told her colleagues about the incident let's just say they all decided to leave earlier than usual that night the last one is of another colleague of my aunt she was alone in the bathroom fixing her hair and was about to leave when she felt a presence next to her she turned her head and saw a woman who looked exactly like her when her colleagues came in to see what was wrong the figure was gone she decided to go home immediately after the incident I'll start off by saying I'm a plump girl around 5 foot 3 and 24 years old I had just gotten out of a three-year relationship and was feeling a little lonely and just wanted to have some fun my friend convinced me to download plentyoffish which is a free dating app against my better judgment I downloaded the app and spent two hours messaging idiots and was ready to give up then a seemingly nice Asian guy named John messaged me he seemed to say all the right things and was super cute but I had a weird feeling in my stomach something was telling me that it was just too good to be true my friend told me that I was being paranoid and that we should meet up because I needed to get out of the house reluctantly I took her advice and asked if he wanted to catch a movie since he only lived one town away he messaged me back a little too quickly for my liking and said that he would love to John also had a request he wanted me to accompany him to get a small tattoo before the movie I thought it was a little weird but I agreed the morning of the date he texted me and said all of a sudden the age transmission on his car blew out and that I would have to give him a ride if he still wanted us to go this raised several red flags but I stupidly agreed when I picked him up he seemed to be nervous because he was shaking quite a bit I asked him if he was okay and thinking maybe the issue with the car caused him to get into an accident Jones said that the transmission on his car blew out three years ago but it was only this morning that he told me it happened I looked at him very confused and felt the feeling in my stomach get 10 times stronger John smiled widely and instantly tried making out with me I pushed him away and asked him what he thought he was doing and he said in the creepiest voice you're just so beautiful and tried again mind you he was doing this whilst I was driving and I realized the mistake I had made and I just wanted him to go away he told me to bill into popeye's in order for him to get some food I agreed thinking he was going to get out but he told me to use the drive-thru I tried to convince him telling him that going into the store would be way faster but he squinted at me and wasn't buying it he said they always try to get away and at this point I was feeling my heart be to my throat and felt tears welling up in my eyes and asked who but he didn't answer I knew I should have tried not to cry but I wear my heart on my sleeve he looked at me as if I were crazy and said I know you're cheating but I can't stay mad at you let's just get to my tattoo and skip to the movie I want to take you home to make you feel good I tried pulling myself together but I swear I was on the brink of a panic attack because I had a complete maniac in my car I drove to the tattoo parlor and tried acting as if things were normal until we got inside I know you're wondering why did I go in well before he exited the car he squinted at me and reached over and turned off the car and took the keys now he was a very large guy about six foot four and a hundred and ninety-nine pounds and I was in no position to take anything from him or make him get out when we got to that a to Paulo I tried discreetly asking for help but they thought I was joking they seemed to be friends with him and were blocking my path to the door and I couldn't help but think I was going to die there they demanded I sit down so I did while sitting and contemplating how I got there I heard what sounded like scaffolding so I stood up to look and I saw John and he looked absolutely insane he was wielding a crazy-looking hunting knife once everyone was backed against the wall he made a mad dash from me screaming this will teach you for cheating you crazy bitch I was bewildered I couldn't scream or move one of the tattoo artists tackled him just before he got to me and he threw me the keys and told me to get out I didn't need to be told again I unlocked the door and ran for my life and I drove out of there like I was auditioning for fast and furious when I rounded the corner I was pulled over and when the cop came up to my window I burst into tears and told him what happened apparently John was a well-known psycho in that town the cop comforted me as best he could and escorted me to the police station to make report he told me to change my number which I did and to delete my social media I didn't exactly listen I thought the change in number would be enough and when I arrived home I told my friend what happened and she said I should have been able to tell he was crazy from the picture clearly she has no understanding of mental illness pictures don't do it justice and long story short we're not friends anymore a few months had passed and I thought everything would go back to normal but I was receiving calls from a strange number and eventually found out it was John he started leaving voice messages saying he missed me and that he wanted to get married I have no clue how he got my number and he also made fake accounts attempting to follow me on social media the cops say that he would actually have to do something to me to have the monitor my house or take him to a mental hospital this restraining order is only a piece of paper and I'm losing sleep a few years ago my brother-in-law bought another apartment complex in Florida he owns a few apartment complexes in West Palm Beach and Miami so when he told me he bought another one and wanted me to manage it I figured why the hell not I just graduated college with my degree and planned to go out and get a masters so I figured I could manage his place and do graduate school when he booked my flight to Orlando I was stoked hell yes I love Disney and I dreamed about buying a year pass and checking out all the neat parks then when I got there we drove out to Orlando and I had a bad feeling he bought the apartment in a town called Leesburg it's only about an hour from Orlando it's if a biker town and a retirement community had a baby I was a little disappointed that I was an hour from Orlando with its nightlife and clubs and whatnot I made it work though and soon started to settle into life managing the small apartment complex I have my own one-bedroom apartment in the corner and then there were 10 other tenants most were older folks snowbirds and retirees that spent their day golfing and swimming in the pool we had there were two military families on with small kids and then there was Andy Andy was an enormous man I'm a pretty big guy six-foot and around two hundred and fifty pounds and he was at least six foot six and four hundred-plus pounds he walked with a cane and had long black hair which he put into a ponytail he worked from home or so he said a rumor was that he was on disability after a horrific work accident I didn't really care though he paid his rent on time and he was quiet and kept to himself I was only in this place once when his AC cut out and to my surprise found out that he was pretty neat no food containers or pizza boxes or beer cans etc I expected a big guy like him to have things laid out things in our complex were pretty good for the next year until one night in November it was raining like it always does in Florida and it was about midnight when someone rang my doorbell I looked out and saw one of my tenants Joseph Joe was one of my retirees who retired to Florida to in his words play golf and drink beer normally he was all smiles and jokes at that night his face was pale and he looked frightened I hate to bother you Sam but something isn't right with Andy he said I put my jacket on and followed him to his apartment since Andy was his neighbor he put his finger to his lip and motioned for me to listen I put my ear up to the door and heard Andy fighting with someone it sounded like whoever he was fighting with was also throwing things I was taken aback as he never had a guest over since the year I'd known him and that he'd lived there so I knocked and I heard him stomp over to the door and open it normally he was very well dressed but together and like I said he wasn't a messy I but he answered it in a t-shirt that had grease stains his hair was limp and greasy and he wreaked of bo appeared behind him and saw that his place was a disaster I asked him if everything was ok he was irritated and told me that it was and pretty much shut the door in my face I sent joy back to his place and told him to let me know if he heard anything else and went to bed the next morning I decided to pay Andy a visit to see if he was ok and I went to his place and knocked no answer so I decided I would try again later but I got busy doing other things and then forgot all about it so December rolls around and I'm in starting to get the monthly rent checks that there's known from Andy that got me a bit worried as he was always on time with his checks so I knocked on his door nothing I knocked again and I heard the guy grunting and moaning now I should have called the police first but I didn't I opened the door with my key ring and was hit with the foul smell ever it's not like ship hiss foam it and B all rolled into one nasty smell the walls were streaked with what I could assume was and the place was trashed I started to call Andy while styling 9-1-1 and I heard the moaning from the back room what I saw that day I can never unsee I sometimes still get flashbacks Andy was naked and laying on the floor of his room on some dirty clothes he was covered in his own and piss and there was powers of vomit on the carpet but what was worse is that he was covered in bites human bites all over his arms and legs and they were starting to smell with infection he was also bleeding from his rectum and I wondered who attacked him was it the woman we heard him fighting with I didn't get my answer in - a few days later he had to be rushed to the hospital and was fighting for his life in the ICU the doctors spoke to his sister who turned out to be his medical guardian and things slowly came into place turns out Andy did that to himself he suffered from multiple mental disorders he stopped taking his meds the month before November there was no other person that night he was arguing with himself those bites he infected himself the bleeding from his rectum was from inserting a foreign object in there and doing so much damage it ruptured his internal organs he ended up pulling through and went back home to live with his sister I had the task of cleaning the apartment and what I found was cleaning pretty much freaks me out the same as finding him he had a shoebox full of cutouts or magazines old family photos and even photos he obviously took of the residents of the apartments including myself all of the eyes were burnt out with cigarettes and on some of them exes were put over the mouths I'm not sure if that was part of his mental decline or if he was always that creepy and I just never noticed it all I can hope for you Andy is that you got to help you need it and a feeling better when my aunt told me this story it was so casual as though it was no big deal to her but I didn't sleep well that night or for a few nights for that matter after hearing it and I swear my mind wasn't helping either because it kept on creating noises and images that weren't even there so here's the story my aunt and uncle were driving down a long and lonely road late one night they were traveling and decided to use a less crowded road because they needed to get to their destination quickly this road was long with nothing but dense forests on both sides of it not even a single light or car is available on that road so you can guess that ghosts or spirits like to lurk around since there's no one there at night as they were driving along this road my uncle saw something in the distance at first glance it looked like a person crossing the road so he slowed down when they were driving closer and closer the figure started taking a clearer and more defined shape horrified of what he was seeing he came to an immediate stop there right in front of them was a floating head their head had long black hair flowing in the air and from the head attached its spine in organs but it had no limbs or torso it was making a jingling sound like a glass clinking it floats across the road without taking any notice of my aunt and uncle's presence shivers ran all over their body and they felt the cold breeze that ran to their very core they were seeing a ghost called a hand to belong my aunt was brave enough to even look at this spirit as it passed staring at it and trying to find the rest of its body but saw none when the head disappeared into the forest they immediately sped up the car to get the hell out of there I wasn't sure if they saw anything else that night but that was enough to scare the out of me it didn't help that I had to stay alone that night either and I swear my mind likes to psyche me out too by creating that jingling noise that isn't even there so thanks aunty for giving me all of those sleepless nights after telling me that story though it makes me wonder if such a thing can be seen who's to say they aren't real a trick of the mind a hallucination it's possible but what if they weren't either and how come they both saw it at the same time I came home late one night when I was 17 and the rest of my family was already in bed I go to my room and just do typical stuff before bed work on my homework speak to my friends on the phone and listen to music finally I go to bed a couple of hours later and nod off I'm awoken by some rustling underneath my bed but I assume it's just my cat and roll over again to go back to sleep a short while after I'm awoken again I lay there perfectly still and quiet and listened to the noise this was when I realized that the noise was coming from an animal much larger than any damn can't since I lived near the woods my imagination started running wild was it a rabid raccoon a sinister skunk a crazed coyote it took me about five minutes to work up the courage to peek under the bed and try and figure out what I was dealing with I slowly rolled over and glanced down through the small gap between my mattress and my bed frame and saw the scariest thing I've ever seen it was a hair covered arm of a man my heart started racing and I felt like either vomiting or pooping my pants I knew I needed to run but all I kept thinking of was that this diabolical murderous / rapist was going to slash my Achilles tendon as soon as I stood up and my ankles were with him reach I finally gathered the courage to leap from the bed and make a dash towards the door this was when I realized that it was actually possible to be so terrified that no noise came out of you when you scream I made it to the door and was running from the stairs up to my parents room when I was grabbed from behind and a hand clamped over my mouth long story short once the guy started whispering for me to be quiet I realized who it was it was a guy I'd been on a few dates with he was trying to apologize for scaring me then said that he didn't mean to and that he just wanted to see me when I was alone hysterical me started crying and told him to get out of my house and he had the nerve to ask me for a ride home a couple of lessons were learned my parents sleep like the dead and are not even woken up when their child is near murdered in the basement and sneaking into a girl's house and hiding under a girl's bed is not an acceptable way to learn more about her also I may be just too nice and understanding I think I probably should have called the cops on this guy but instead I told him just to leave me alone and not talk to me anymore because my parents told me that he seemed like a nice boy who just made a bad judgment call however this incident still haunts me years later it seemed really scary to me I attend an extremely old college in Ireland it was built in the 1700s as a seminary for Catholic priests during the collapse of the penal laws it's now a generally secular institution although it still has strong Catholic ties I am a believer in God from a Catholic family but I wouldn't call myself Catholic the college accepts all denominations nationalities and sexual orientations so it's generally a great community driven place I am a history student and during the recent class we were told that our College was the site of a massacre of Irish rebels during the 1798 rebellion at the hands of the British some died on the front steps and others inside I need to explain that I am an idiot and I wanted to see if I could communicate with the spirits which is both insensitive and plain dumb but anyway I did it and experienced the worst fright of my life the way the college is laid out when you enter a dining rooms library and majority of lecture halls Student Union Buildings and mediation areas are all located either straight ahead or to the right the place is very Hogwarts in and there are numerous stone steps leading everywhere there's many stories to this building it's very large but the college population inclusive of staff and students as well as daily visitors is quite small this means that after five o'clock it's often deserted save a few people in the library the main entrance to the corridor leading to the old entrance hall is where the current chaplain and college president lives in this hall is a gigantic old portrait that spans nearly the entire wall and a set of stone steps leading up several floors I am currently minoring in history and majoring in English and I've always been attracted to the ghostly and after hearing about the rebellion in 1798 I decided to contact a few guys myself with the shitty app called Ghost Box II one spirit EVP only a few lecture halls locators at the stone steps are generally not in use but they are available for booking and are often left open it was about 6 o'clock in the evening I sat at one of the lecture desks overlooking the front lawn of the college Anna lecture hall which I gauged to be roughly around the steps of the old entrance of where the people were killed I tried for four or five minutes just asking the app different questions and nothing was coming through it was raining and the room was kind of dark and I was creeped out a bit but I wanted to have something to tell people I was asking the usual is anyone here etc and eventually I got a very faint voice saying something I listened again and it said something along the lines of amis a dear three or four times and for anyone who doesn't speak Irish emits a deer means God is gone I was creeped out you have to remember that the priest would have been speaking Irish a lot at the time but I hardly imagine them saying God is gone I was packing up my bag out of fear when the door I had just come through opened by itself and slammed shut I froze I couldn't move on my blood honestly felt like ice all I could hear was the pitter-patter of rain in the distance I stood beside the desk for a minute before I started leaving again I made it through the door and out onto the landing and started walking down the stone steps I was shaking with fear mind and my vision all gone weirdly black with fright when I was on the next landing down ready to go onto the next stone steps the door I had come through started violently banging over and over there was a man screaming very very loudly the words were incoherent but let me tell you the scream was blood-curdling my blood subsequently went cold and I don't know exactly how to describe it but the door a massively heavy door continued to slam until I reached the main entrance I could hear it through the halls and I was bawling crying at this point and shaking so bad I could hardly walk I ran out the doors and onto the street and I went and bought a Pepsi and sat down until my bus arrived I haven't been able to sleep ever since not properly anyway this was a week or two ago towards the end of the college year and the exams are over so at least I didn't have those to worry about I'm not really sure what I experienced in truth it has left me utterly terrified and rueful that I ever tried getting involved with spirits in the first place I hope I didn't disturb anything and hope that we can both mutually be left in peace my cousin was alone in the kitchen washing the glasses after the guests had left it was around 8 or 9 p.m. at the time bar she was washing she heard some odd noises coming from outside they sounded like a shriek since her family lives in a house by the mountains with nothing but forests covering every inch of it she shrugged it off as the sound of animals in the forest but then she heard it again a shriek almost like a laughter right before the sound of a tree rustling not long after there was the sound of a firecracker exploding a couple of times just as soon as she heard the firecracker she heard the sound of another awful shriek followed by trees rustling again she thought that it could be kids playing outside so she just ignored it a few minutes passed and there was a knock on the door the neighbors came over and told them to pray for protection that night when they asked about it they said that they saw a female ghost known as a Ponton AK the neighbors said they heard noises coming from the coconut trees in their compound and when they went to check it out they saw the ghost clinging on to the tree prying open a coconut they scared it away using firecrackers and it jumped down into the forest my cousin didn't sleep well that night she refused to sleep alone in her room and slept with her sister for a few nights after that now you may not know what a Pontianak is they are basically a Southeast Asian version of vampires only that this one doesn't suck blood change into a bat or sleep during the day instead they would sometimes take the form of beautiful young women and would always carry a single flower that would have a powerful and good smell the reason why is because they themselves smoked like rotten meat their true forms a long black tangly hair with a large white cloth that drags on the ground as they walk they are also extremely pale with red blood eyes and a said to laugh in a very high-pitched tone it is said that the ponty in acts a spirits of pregnant women who died before they were able to give birth which is why there are stories here of women who are about to give birth seeing them lurk around seeing them just a few days before going into labor so if you're going to give birth be careful if you see a beautiful woman in old traditional clothing with a single flower in their hair you may never know what they'll do to your baby for what it's worth I stayed the night with a friend during high school me him and another dude were drinking some beers in this house then the house was getting ready to be demolished the only items left in the house were OJ's Hall bedroom he grew up in the house and hated to leave and wanted to make it to the last second so we're all here drinking and bullshitting in his room the TV was on but we weren't paying it much attention anywho we all decided to go to the living room and put a couple of sledgehammers through the walls for shits and giggles we all walked out of the room and the TV immediately turned off I noticed it immediately and it spooked me so I asked Oh Jay about it and he without missing a beat goes oh yeah that's just George I look at him deadpan as hell he didn't even try to explain I asked him who in the ever-loving hell was George naturally George is the man who built the original house and was driving his kids in his dump truck and had the back end raised in such a fashion that they could stand really high in it well long story short they got decapitated on a railroad overpass not but 200 yards from the house down the country road so George hung himself in the Attic and not only did he hang himself but the Attic is only about five feet in height so that dude put a rope around his neck and lifted his feet high enough yada yada yada and you get the point so he went on about the other that George and the kids would do around the house stuff out of place doors and windows opening closing the usual weird ghostly right well I didn't believe a lick of this power even when the TV going off in front of me an Aldo Jane looked in his clock and it was around 3:45 in the morning he looked at me and said the 404 exactly you'll start to hear intermittent tapping noises always in twos tap tap pause five seconds tap tap yeah whatever Oh J anyway when the clocks hit 404 tap tap tap tap me and OJ and Nate were all in the same room I could see their hands and feet anything that can be used to make this tapping noises and it very clearly wasn't them I turned white I mean I was turning whiter than a ghost when I realized that it just might actually exist and OJ just looks at me very nonchalantly and goes oh dear the most bizarre thing about it though you couldn't pinpoint the noise it was everywhere and nowhere at the same time the sound wasn't directional it was like it was off in the distance but you couldn't move closer or further away from it it was just there tap tap tap tap needless to say I refused putting a hole in any of those walls with a sledgehammer I also did not sleep and I also got very very very drunk after that happened still don't know what to think to be honest but that's some serious I tell you I'd just like to add I went into the attic where George hung himself I like to think myself as a very stable person when it comes to dark cold confined spaces I don't get phobias or nervous really but to this day I have never experienced such a dark cold feeling down to my bones you could feel the energy in the room it felt as though it was sucking the life out of you it took me ten seconds before I came sprinting down the stairs in sheer terror and decided not to go back up there for the rest of the night here's something else that happened my friend lighty and I would go to his parents farm property all the time with a gator and just explore the 140 acre property pretty regularly a few summers back as we would come and go we chat with a few farmers that sharecropped the land that was about four or five and weed with stories of whatnot now these guys certainly have a sense of humor a weren't joking one bit when they were telling us about the old-lady so light his grandparents had purchased the land from the bank after an older lady had passed away whilst living in the tiny 1920s suppression style Shack on the property one-room for windows and it was falling apart scary as the typical old farmhouse right well we noticed a trend in the farmers stories or at least one in particular they all spoke of seeing a woman an old woman staring at them through the windows at times now I live my life as the devil's advocate each farmer I asked the same question to which window my thought is that they're all bullshitting their names separate windows right make sense nope each had the same response all of them I was baffled I should note that all of these farmers also don't know each other all from different local neighboring towns but still were not in contact with each other no corroboration no slick clever let's try and scare the out of these kids type of scenario no possibility of it being a lamp in the damn window can't be that easy still never stopped us from going out onto the damn property I guess sue never minded either that's what we named her sue the window ghost when lighty and I were driving on the same property two blue orbs Roy's out from a water tank in a small creek and just floated down the creek it was about the size of a baseball apparently light his grandfather told stories of the same two blue orbs as well as multiple people in their County it was like some urban legend we'd not heard of until we were told I liked his father who eventually filled us in it apparently happens all over the place but only in this county and in this Creek so bizarre I lost my mind watching those orbs float into the air traveling at the same speed as the water I'll never forget it and we never said another word during the incident this guy I know was alerted there a couple of houses were being broken into in his area and he decided to buy a gun in case things were to escalate he recently had a daughter and wanted to ensure his safety and there's a couple of weeks go by and he's getting Chinese food on a Friday night and as soon as he leaves he sees this car tailing him he decides it's nothing Florida drivers are terrible and keeps him moving after multiple turns he notices that the car was following him eventually this escalates to the car honking and flashing their lights and at this point he is speeding freaking out I'm worried he gets to the house safely and runs inside with his baby and wife he tells them to hide in the bathroom as he gets the gun out from under the bed as he's locked the front door he hears someone walking on the lawn slowly the person knocks on the door so he screams I have a gun and I've called the police get off my property a couple of moments go by and he hears this frightened voice say sir you forgot your fried rice hey guys it's Mort here and thank you so much for listening wishing you all a very lovely Saturday night I just wanted to apologize again for the glitch that happened the other day and explain it a little so what happened is that the video two days ago didn't publish properly next and no one got notified about it and it appeared without a thumbnail and wasn't visible on the video section of my channel only if you searched for it which was extremely odd did they appear of course this meant that very very few of you got to see it so I ended up having to delete it as YouTube didn't help me fix the issue and then I had to reload it you know when I tried contacting YouTube regarding the issue they sent me this generic message saying that if I wanted my subscribers to see my videos they had to click the little bell icon I was just really disappointed that no one actually listened to what I had to say or bothered investigating the issue further but anyway that was yesterday's video and I just hope we don't have a repeat of that in future but just in case we do I'd really appreciate it if you could just hit the little bell thing and that means you should be notified every time remember that most of the official mortis media merchandise will be disappearing in four days time so get in there quickly if there's something you've been wanting for a while if you'd like me to read your story on my channel feel free to send it to my email or share it to my reddit which is of course in the description please make sure to include as much punctuation and descriptive language as possible as it maximizes the chances of it being read and don't forget to check out my Instagram and Twitter but anyway for now guys I'm going to sign off stay awesome and I'll see you in the next one

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Id: NRCdB3HVG5A

Length: 127min 5sec (7625 seconds)

Published: Sat Jan 27 2018