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serious reddit what's your scariest most disturbing true story when i was 12 years old me and my family lived with my grandmother in her huge mansion because our house was being renovated in my country we have a tradition that on the 6th of december santa comes to your house at night and fills up your boots that you had to put in front of your room with candies i was not buying that as a 12 year old and wanted to catch my parents at night so i tried to stay awake the door of the room was made from some kind of milk glass so you were able to see shapes trough it when the light in the corridor was turned on after what felt like many hours i finally saw that someone turned on the dimmed light in the corridor shortly after i saw the shape of a man passing by my door i snugged out my bed and opened the door and saw at the end of the long corridor a person facing away from me who was wearing some kind of santa robe i wanted to sneak up on my dad and jump scare him so i sneaked towards him the person was now crouching and i could see that he was fondling around with something which totally made sense because he was right where me and my sisters left our boots when i was just behind him he suddenly turned around and what i saw still horrifies me 11 years later its face was not human black eyes its skin was rotting and you could even see bones here and there because it's flesh rotted away on the floor where what seemed to be my parents cut into small parts and he was halfway done squeezing them into the boots i wanted to run but i couldn't i was in complete shock and the thing started moving towards me and when it reached me i finally woke up i was lying in my bed covered in sweat and crying it was pitch black in the room and i felt how all my cloth my hair face and the bed were completely soaked i tried to make my way to the bathroom in the dark and made it after a few minutes i turned on the lights in the bathroom just to see myself in the mirror i was completely covered in blood soaked in blood really that's when i lost it i broke down and started screaming until i passed out my parents found me shortly afterwards and took care of me turns out both arteries in my nose pop don't know if that's the right explanation but basically when your nose is bleeding extremely heavily while i was dreaming and i lost a lot of blood which combined with the stress made me pass out i couldn't sleep alone for a long time after that and also started sleep walking every night when we stayed at my grandmother's house for years just walking through the entire mansion and turning on every light even though it wasn't anything really dangerous i will never forget that night i still suffer from heavy insomnia today one of the scariest things that has happened to me and my wife occurred while tent camping in georgia we had pulled into a small camping area one evening on a road trip instead of staying at a hotel doing our best to be frugal it was a week night and there was only one other camper staying there a middle-aged guy with a truck we didn't chat with him in the middle of the night i was woken by some strange sounds outside leaves rustling sticks breaking in the distance footsteps to my ears they sounded like they were on the edge of the campsite so i figured it's our neighbor or a deer until it got closer i could make out heavy footsteps now making their way towards our sight i woke my wife and told her to be quiet we listened in silent terror as it circled our small tent slowly the bear was huge we could just make out its shadowy shape outside our tent it poked and prodded each corner with its nose wife nearly had a heart attack after about 10 minutes of this it started sniffing around other parts of the campsite we barely slept for the rest of the night and felt relieved we chose a tent over hammocks for that night when i was in elementary school i wanted nothing more than to be in band class music was a big part of my life as a kid unsurprising given both my grandparents were music teachers i got into it a year late it started in fifth grade where i was at but i got in at sixth and made a lot of great progress thanks to my grandfather then middle school hit and with it came a new band teacher i played the saxophone and really wanted to get into jazz band because that just seemed like the most awesome thing in the world there was just one problem i hated our band teacher with a passion he was a terrible teacher he spent a lot of time forcing us to do the same three notes over and over never really taught anything and used to scream at us when we got things wrong i heard from other members in other classes he'd occasionally throw his conducting wand at them and then shut himself in his office when he got fed up with us constantly getting things wrong i was second chair in the band and because of this guy i really had no desire to be any better there were only like six sax players in our grade level but i was perfectly fine being second best it meant fewer solos to have too remember and that meant less stress for me when we weren't getting berated for being horrible duck-ups he was taking each of us into his office for one-on-one instruction and regular evaluations of our skill several of the girls in our class kept referring to him as the best band teacher ever i never saw that sure we won competitions on the regular but that was our accomplishment not his he was just a dick who yelled at us a lot some days he would let us do whatever including hang out in his office his work computer had some interesting composition software on it but he never seemed interested in showing anybody how that worked he also had this really old comfortable couch that everyone liked to hang out on i never liked those one-on-one sessions it just felt pointless to me because he felt like he was trying to engender some competition between me and the guy i sat beside i wasn't interested in competing i was interested in playing eventually i got sick of it and begged our assistant principal to let me drop the class because of how much i couldn't stand the guy anymore i was told that i would have to suffer the rest of the year out but that they wouldn't force me to sign up for band the next year i took the compromise about a month later the band teacher calls me into his office and says that he noticed i hadn't signed up for band again the next year i looked him dead in the eye and said you're right i didn't i left it at that and waited for the rest of the year to play out a lot of conversations i remember with him involve how i could totally be first chair if i really applied myself i just had to want it but as i explained i was never interested in that must have been about eight years later after i'd graduated and was preparing to go into college that the news broke he'd turned himself into the hospital for a complete mental breakdown because it turned out he was a pedophile and the guilt had finally caught up with him suddenly everything took on a whole new context for me the one-on-one teaching the inappropriate shoulder rubs during them the couch in the office how he tended to be there late into the night for student mentoring the rumors about how he'd occasionally show the guy's porn on his computer all of it i can't help but feel i dodged a ducking bullet with that one because i am pretty sure he was interested in me for more than my ability to work a wooden reed the worst part is that he was also wanted in a couple of other states as well for the same thing it's the one time i am really glad i listened to my gut because while i am not a hundred percent certain he was into young boys the amount of attention he seemed to dedicate to me makes it seem pretty likely around fourth grade i was assigned by my teacher to work on a presentation with another kid who didn't have too many friends being a surprisingly outgoing child i don't know what happened to that character trait i quickly made friends with him and we got to work completing a really good powerpoint on the rock cycle with all the clip art transitions and sound effects that microsoft in 2005 could offer presentations were held around six on a friday so that parents could attend and see how their children did our powerpoint was great and i recall getting a lot of laughs and a good applause at the end after the powerpoint was done i went outside to get some water while getting a drink a woman approached me and told me she was my partner's mother and was really thankful i had such a good time with her son she wanted to walk and talk so i started to follow her and talk about the presentation she told me to keep my voice down which at the time in my mind just made me think i was being louder than i thought we walked around the side of a portable building and began to cross the basketball court towards an open side gate i remember thinking that this guy's mom was a really nervous lady but preoccupied with having an adult's attention i didn't think about where we were going at around 7 30 in october it was almost pitch black and we were headed to a side parking lot of my little elementary school which didn't have any lighting she told me to be quiet again and started quietly praising me for working with her son just after this point my mom appeared around the corner we had rounded and called my name impatiently because she had to go work night shift it was at this moment the women sped up and without saying another word hard dipped out the gap in the gate the next day i told the kid his mom was being really weird that night he looked at me and said his mom couldn't come that night and his dad drove him there and home it wasn't until i learned more about kidnapping and stuff that i ever put together what was probably happening that night when i told my mom this a few years later she went into a little bit of shock because at the time when she caught up to me she didn't know where i was going or who the women was when i was around eight or so my family and i went to a family reunion that was out of state we were staying at a hotel during our stay during the day i remember feeling extremely sick so my mom accompanied me back to the hotel while the rest of my family was visiting with one another elsewhere i took some medicine once i got back to the hotel room and remember falling asleep shortly after when i woke up i was probably the most panicked and scared i had ever been in my life it was the middle of the night and i was in the middle of the hotel hallway all alone on a whole different floor than the room my family and i were staying in i had no idea how i had gotten there or what was going on but i was full of panic and immediately lost it i was crying and screaming as i began banging on the nearest hotel room door in front of me at the time i thought it was the room my mom was in failing to realize i was on a whole different floor an old lady finally answered the door in confusion and called the front desk and walked me down to the hotel lobby thankfully the receptionist somehow remembered what room my parents were in and they came downstairs to get me turns out i had sleep walked my way to a different floor it still gives me the chills thinking about myself as a child in an elevator going to a different floor all alone and vulnerable i am so thankful an old lady is the one who answered that hotel door and not some creep i had only experienced sleep walking a couple different other times but that was by far the scariest time one day 20 years ago i was riding around sc portland with my girlfriend now wife beautiful afternoon she was driving pull up to a stoplight a black mercedes with tinted windows had been following her aggressively for some blocks and his behavior was starting to get on her nerves as we stop the mercedes shoots quickly into the lane next to hours and slams to a stop on my side of the car i look over at the driver's window annoyed roll my window down and yell at the car bluntly demanding to know what the problem is the driver rolls his window down and looks over says nothing he is not smiling he is dark-eyed without a hint of humor or good nature he stares at me for a few seconds i note he is sitting very still and low in his seat i can't tell if he's alone but it is dark in his car the only thing i could see clearly was his upper body at that moment i realize his right hand is not visible but his arm is sliding slowly over to his passenger seat the moment i notice this he says in a low voice you want some of this i had no idea what this was but suddenly had a feeling my next words might be my last i quietly looked away said no sir and rolled up my window the light turned green and he drove very slowly very deliberately in front of us my girlfriend turned left and the car disappeared up the street i've since wondered a lot what he might have been packing and i'm glad we had the sense not to smart off and find out my mother loves christmas was like november so we went to a very famous house that is full of christmas things so she could see them the house has two floors and the first floor i was feeling bad but wasn't so unbearable so i let it go when we were going upstairs just was stepping in the floor and suddenly i felt some weight over my shoulders and started feeling sick headache in my stomach was hurting i tried to find a logical explanation and i concluded was because i was hungry but i couldn't even believe that i started just going around the store randomly watching things but i always ended up in near a door where i felt the worst but something was calling me there was late night so the staff was busy with all the clients in the first floor and in the second floor was just me and my family why not looking into the door i moved it a little but i started feeling sick and about to throw up trying not to cry inside there wasn't something special just some boxes but i saw a shadow that made me cold i didn't saw anything but the darkness still i felt like was smiling and looking deep into me searching how to harm me i went almost passing out to my family and begged them to get out of it i was so bad in that moment that no one said a thing we run out of the place with them helping me because i couldn't even walk correctly it was just passing the fence that i could recover myself it's been almost three years and i can explain it but i remember all most of the time still freaks me out this happened around november of 2016. i was at my friend's house for a sleepover and we invited another friend because we were bored he eventually showed up and we decided to go to an abandoned restaurant type of place about a mile away we left around 12 at night we messed around in there for a bit nothing unusual happened we started to make our way home and when we got to the business y area a car pulled up across the street the windows were down and the driver said what are y'all doing out this late i nervously told him we were just trying to get home he said to be careful and then took off in a minute or so he pulled up again he still had the windows down and pulled to the opposite side of the road i then turned my body for whatever reason and i noticed a cylindrical object under his hand like he was hiding a gun he said you trying to see something my heart skipped a beat and i was shaking badly my friends and i were scared shitless we don't want any trouble man we just want to get home i said he weirdly responded all right stay safe guys we walked 10 times faster than before and as we neared his house we saw the same car pass us it was on the same road we were on before and we walked past my friend's house to pretend like we lived farther away as soon as the car was out of sight we booked it to my friend's house and locked all the doors and windows we told his father but we never told authorities because we had no information on the car or the license plates i still wonder what would have happened if one of us mouthed off or said the wrong thing really scary to think about i was laying down in my bed which is right next to a window and i see a bright light out of the corner of my eye i don't think much of it until it lingers for a while i look outside and see a very stereotypical hollywood alien figure standing in front of the bright light obviously i freak the duck out and look away instantly the light goes away so i hesitantly peek out of the blinds again to see that same face right in my ducking window i live on the second floor i was young and didn't know much about sleep paralysis and was taking codeine for bronchitis at the time so after a little googling realized that had to be the case i can see how so many people claim to have been abducted or encountered aliens because the line between reality and hallucination was non-existent in my mind for that brief time i was walking to middle school all by my lonesome as soon as i exit my gate from home a car pulls up my immediate response is sorry my dad's all seeped not even hearing what he had asked me thinking it was one of my dad's friends asking for him he drives off as i continue my journey to school i notice he is now following me very closely he follows me a couple blocks when i decide to take off and run back home as fast as i can but he still follows me i make it home balling crying and tell my mom what has happened cops show up very quickly they take my mom and me to identify the guy that they had already caught due to my car description and the fact that he was still trolling the area i remember super vividly they had the guy in handcuffs at the end of the street and mom and i were in a cop car at the beginning of the street so he could not see us but we could see him i was asked is this the guy i will never forget his face and of course i answered yes so thankful the police helped me so fast and very traumatic for me something i will never forget i was 12 years old this was back in 1985. a few of the streets near where i lived were still dirt roads we lived near a catholic church and there is a fair every year come january me and an older friend were walking towards the fair at around 7pm it was already quite dark all of the sudden as we crossed the corner and started walking in the dirt road my friend just freezes what is it i asked he got so pale and stammered in front of us a couple of feet away there was something hard to describe really it was dark but this was darker than the darkness which is the only way i can find to describe it it was a woman buried from the waist down and wailing her wailing somehow though near us was hurt in the distance both my friend and i immediately thought about la yorono which is a ghost or apparition that usually haunts places with water nearby it is said that her whaling can be heard far when she is near and near when she is far we both started running towards the church which must have been half a mile away or so as i turned back i could see her slowly crawling out of the ground i stumbled but regained my footing and kept running behind my friend we were both shaken up and were unwilling to walk back home until my parents showed up since then a couples of times at night even as the roads are now paved and there is street lighting sometimes when i visit the folks i hear the dogs hal a couple of times in the middle of the night some friends that still live in the old neighborhood say they still can hear her sometimes in 2010 i was living in a small town in the mountains of western north carolina when this happened i had decided to stop by the local grocery store on the way home from work as i shopped i took notice of a couple of girls late teens to early 20s hispanic and dressed all in black but looking like they were going clubbing since this little town didn't have a club and it was a wednesday night that seemed a little odd they seemed to be walking randomly around the store chatting and giggling like teenagers i decided they were just bored teenagers waiting for a parent to finish shopping finished with my shopping i headed for the self checkout as i was scanning my items i noticed movement out of the corner of my eye i turned and saw that one of the girls was leaning over the handle of my cart trying to peer into my purse it was almost comical how she was leaning trying her hardest not to touch the card itself i grabbed the card and shoved it toward her startling her her friend began to giggle as she almost lost her balance i had been on the verge of being furious but calmed down thinking the friend had likely dared her to do it and maybe they weren't trying to pickpocket me i did grab my purse and set it right beside me i finished with my checkout and headed for the door glancing back to see the two girls giggled as they scanned a couple of sodas just stupid teenagers then out in the parking lot i headed straight for my car in a hurry to get home now that the sun was setting after putting the groceries in the back seat i turned to look for the nearest cart corral across the row and a few cars up the two girls were standing by a black chevy suburban talking to two hispanic men middle-aged and dressed in jeans button up shirts and cowboy hats which is not how locals dressed by the way the girls were facing the man and one was pointing directly at me speaking what sounded like very rushed spanish one of the men was looking at her intently but the other was looking at me directly the look on his face was hungry and it made my heart drop i don't know how else to describe it other than just ducking creepy all of this registered as i continued scanning down the row of cars for the cart corral reassured that there were quite a few people in the parking lot i stowed the card and got in my car locking the doors immediately a quick glance in the rear view mirror showed the four standing by the suburban looking for all the world like they were just casually passing the time i laughed at that point thinking i was being paranoid i drove to the bottom of the parking lot and waited for traffic to clear before pulling out as i did i noticed the suburban was behind me no big deal i told myself this is the route back to the main road at the red light i took a ride and when the suburban again followed me i repeated to myself that they were merely headed back to the main road as i was at the next light a left and again the suburban followed even though i knew it was ridiculous i was getting scared dark had almost settled in at this point i was on a five-lane road that would soon merge into a two-lane and meander up the mountain i made a split second decision i signaled and moved into the right-hand lane keeping my signal on as if i were about to turn at the next light the suburban changed lanes as well but they could be going that way the light was yellow when i approached and at the last minute i floored the gas pedal and flew through the intersection i merged back to the left as the road narrowed to two lanes in my rear-view mirror i saw that the suburban was still there they had followed me through the red light i continued to accelerate as i approached the next turn to home at the last minute i braked and swung wide into a side street i glanced to the right and saw the suburban breaking as they turned into the gas station just beyond and swung back around to the exit i took that winding little side street as quickly as i dared i turned onto our little one-lane road slid almost sideways into our driveway and killed the engine and the lights dusk had not quite melted into darkness and i sat there on a hill overlooking the little side street i had just turned off of i watched as the suburban passed by after a few minutes it came back rolling slowly with no headlights i sat there for nearly 20 minutes before i dared to open my door which triggered the overhead light automatically i never saw the suburban again but i am certain that i was in danger that night maybe they were just trying to scare me even though that makes no sense maybe they plan to follow me home and rob me maybe they planned something worse i was 33 at the time but with my baby face most people thought i was in my early 20s at any rate we lived in that town for two more years and i never met anyone else who had an encounter like that and yes i know that i should not have gone home i do know to drive to the police station but honestly all i could think was that i'd be safe if i could just get to where my husband was at it was instinct my dad was almost kidnapped as a child it was 1968 or so and my dad was with his family crossing from newfoundland to nova scotia on he ferry they couldn't get a private cabin so they stayed in the public area and they all fell asleep there when my grandmother woke up my dad was gone he wasn't a sleepwalker or anything of the sort when the crew was alerted they paged messages over the intercom multiple times throughout the night and searched the vessel from top to bottom but there was no sign of him until the end of the voyage they found him up in the arms of an american couple for the whole trip they had plenty of times to come forward but didn't my grandmother wanted to call the rcmp but my grandfather talked her out of it my dad doesn't remember a thing about it but my grandmother swore to the day she died that the american couple was going to take him i must have been around 14 at the time home alone watching the exorcist for the first time on the downstairs tv i was sat on the sofa with its back against the stairs and during the adverts i heard a creepy clown laughter coming from my room upstairs as i said i was home alone i was so freaked out i ran to the kitchen grabbed the biggest knife i could find back into a corner and called my brother to come home as there was someone in the house i didn't move from that corner until he got home after a thorough search the house was clear i've always chalked it up to some sort of toy in my room setting itself off but after years thinking about it i don't remember any of my toys having a creepy clown laugh maybe it was my brain telling me i'd heard something just to duck with me given the high levels of fear i was already experiencing watching the exorcist but i definitely heard something when i was younger i used to routinely sneak out of the house at night to meet up with friends and perform acts of minor mischief and light vandalism one of the newer additions to the group lived a little out of the way but we were always game to pick him up because it meant crossing through the tall grasses of a farm that stood between his and our corner of suburbia one crisp cool autumn evening we had concluded our business of hopping a pool fence and rearranging the poolside furniture scandalous and most of the other teens had gone home for the evening so i decided to walk my buddy home we cut through the tall grasses in the farm and took a seat in the middle of them by a tree that had a series of small boulders that made for ideal sitting we talked the usual teenage angsty crap who liked who what you were going to do when you grew up who was going to move out first to escape their oppressive suburban life first there was a lull in conversation and i remember hearing a dog barking in the distance by the nearby farmhouse i glanced up and looming over the tall glass were three person shaped forms not together not moving spread several hundred feet apart in the field stock still to clarify this was a field of grass no scarecrows no trees save the one and nothing that could realistically make these shapes i froze up and looked over to my friend shakily asking if he could see it i didn't clarify because he gave a terrified nod none of the figures moved an inch indistinct and shadowy they remained exactly rooted to the spot and we were absolutely petrified then closer than close the insisting growling of a dog no less than 10 feet away from us somewhere in the grass right on top of us we both got up and bolted but nothing chased after not the dog not the figures as i stood huddled with my friend hiding behind a car on a suburban street the moon tucked behind a cloud formation that cast a small pale threat of light down only on us i believed in ghosts i stayed at my friend's house for as long as it took for us to think up a reasonable explanation to what we'd seen i had to get home and the only real way back was through that field plus we had to prove it to ourselves prove to ourselves that it had been trees we'd failed to notice or scare crows that had been put up for autumn anything at all we came back to the field armed with aluminum baseball bats for self-defense and shakily stepped back into the area with the one tree and the standing stones and surveilled the field nothing the horizon was completely consistent tall grass no shadows no shapes no trees no scarecrows no dog nothing to explain what we'd seen and nothing to stop me from bolting across the property terrified out of my mind no one believes that we saw what we say we saw or think we're blowing it out of proportion those grasses were head high to me at six feet and the stationary figures we saw had ended easily two feet over the grass i didn't sleep well that night and while i've mostly put it out of my mind i won't forget the farm was sold off and turned into a development not long after i moved away and some nights i can't help but think i hope they didn't build near the standing stones it reads like a creepypasta or some [ __ ] but i lived it and only the friend i lived it with believes me to this day when i was 10 years old i once woke up in the afternoon because i felt very sick i entered the living room and found my mom and dad watching a very loud tv their hearing was very bad so this was the usual for me then i saw that our house door was open i instantly had a very bad feeling and my guts told me to walk to my parents bedroom when i did i found a man with a goatee and glasses wearing a brown coat in front of my mom's wardrobe now you should know that back then i was a very silent kid i was and still am very socially awkward and preferred to stay quiet most of the time i just stared at him shocked without muttering a word he turned his head and then stared at me as well he then looked around the room and just randomly took a baby angel statue that my mom had on top of her night table i later asked my parents if he was the carpenter that was supposed to come before but they told me that they didn't know that someone came and that the carpenter wouldn't come until a few days later once i told what happened they just laughed and shrugged it off saying oh well only in lebanon it isn't a scary moment compared the others in this post but it's fortunately the only one i've got when i was about 20 i had a precognition experience i had pulled up to and at the moment machine to get 20 out and as i was pulling up the final few feet it's like i went into some sort of altered state i had a vision of me requesting 20 from the machine and instead the machine giving me 20s it played over and over in my head for what seemed like a minute or so but in reality could only have lasted a few seconds i thought it was weird but went ahead and made my transaction i requested 20 and the machine gave me 40 just like it had in the vision or whatever it was not exactly the emmettville horror or poltergeist but the fact that it was so silly and trivial lens credence that this really happened if i wanted to make up a cool ghost story i am sure i could have done better than that obviously there is no way that i could have known this was going to happen it's not scary like some of these other stories but it was just so weird and i still wonder about it sometimes it's never happened again my aunt her son my cousin and i went to the park my aunt intimidated me her son pushed me around called me names cousin level bullying kind of stuff i am third grade my cousin's not my favorite person but parents are busy part-time my aunt's gt foes to the furthest part of the park to smoke with another woman who's smoking my cousin runs off to play with some compared to me huge kids playing basketball wall ball on the side of this rec center which also has a basketball court i pretend to fix my shoes and head the other direction which is swings a soccer field jungle gym and like little kid area with sandbox and smaller sets of outdoor stuff i swing push a younger girl on the swings and head for a water fountain for a drink a man who seems to be dad aged is sitting at the picnic table closest to the fountain seated so he's facing out he asks if i got the bruise on my arm from jumping off the swings i take another drink and thinking myself very smart pretend i don't hear him i know stranger danger but in my hometown almost everybody is related to everybody else and we were raised polite because that guy at the store might be your grandmother's closest friend from school not a great plan but whatever he asks again still sitting calmly at this bench still looking out to the whole park not at me i take this as a good sign and tell him the truth that my cousin pushed me over i show him the scrapes on my legs two because don't lie to an adult fine whatever he asks who my cousin is and i point him out then my aunt and then tell the obligatory like of i am an ex my grandmother and father our x and he gives the o right of course answer pretty much everybody gives if you say one of those three or four names of people who have been in the town since it was a dirt road and a sign he says he's a police officer and doesn't like people who push their cousins down i go from uneasy to thrilled because i told my aunt that my cousin pushed me over called me names and she told me i was spoiled and now this police officer was telling me it wasn't okay score we talk about that he asks me where i go to school and i tell him i am just visiting for the summer my family and i had moved we talked some more and i go back to play after a while my aunt calls my name and she my cousin and i all go to dairy queen for a treat there's a police officer in uniform at this dq and after we order and my aunt and cousin are talking i go and tell him i met his friend at the park this officer is very interested but i realize i've done a bad thing because this police officer takes me aside and asks what the man looked like and what he told me and if he asked me to get into his car i distinctly recall being a little offended because i know stranger danger i tell the cop the man said he was a cop and that he didn't like bullies like my cousin and that i don't even live in the town anymore but of course i didn't tell him where i live at this point my cousin and aunt have come over and my cousin tells the cop i have no friends and my aunt says i read a lot and have a very active imagination but the cop says he believes me and is glad i am safe and to keep an eye out for that man in the park i get a stern talking to and in high school sometime i realize i might have been talking to a predator who else says he's a cop and tries to get on my good side and it gives me chills i had just given birth to my son he was a couple months old and usually waking up around two and three a.m i was always able to wake up and get his bottle after hearing him stir before he would fully wake up and cry it was definitely an easy routine while i was feeding him i could look out our bedroom window that faced the front and watch the paper guy stop in our cul-de-sac get out of the car and walk our paper to the front door our room was over the garage which sat closer to the road than the front door all i could see from our bedroom window was the road driveway and beginning of the walkway to the front door so fast forward to this night that will forever and always keep me questioning things everything is normal i wake up make the bottle start feeding my son and watch for the paper guy he finally comes he parks the car and gets out he starts to walk up to the door and right as he's about to disappear on the walkway he stops and says what the hell is that paz is included like pure curiosity and disbelief he tosses the newspaper and bolts back to his car i go ice cold what is he talking about what the hell it couldn't have been an animal could it who reacts to an animal like that a few minutes of standing there feeding my son trying to process what happened and i hear what sounds like the front door opening that was it time to wake up my husband as i am trying to wake up him up and tell him the weird [ __ ] that just happened i think about porter our 160 pounds american mastiff that sleeps in the front room nothing would get past him without embarking and alerting everyone i can't get my husband to wake up i put our son back to bed and head downstairs that fear that engulfs you and the strength to protect your family overtook me shaking i turned the light on to see nothing i call out hello to hear nothing and that's it that's all i know it took me a while to fall asleep i asked my six family members if they heard anything last night and after telling them what happened they thought it could be a possum or porter looking through the window i considered contacting the newspaper and finding the guy who asked him what he saw but that never happened and my son is almost four so i don't think i will ever know what the duck that guy saw that night that's why it makes it disturbing and creepy cause it's unknown this isn't even the worst and scariest thing that has happened to me but by far the most questionable my friend's friend was out camping with his dad and his dad's friend and son sorry if that's confusing there are four people two fathers two sons i am not sure the exact details but they had a winch attached to their truck and they were pulling their boat out of the water suddenly and without warning the cable on the winch snaps and flies through the air decapitating the dad's friend's son everyone sat still until the father picked up his son's head and wailed in grief i think about this every once in a while it truly horrifies me and to think the father had to break the news to the kid's mother i couldn't imagine telling that to a loved one after what was supposed to be a simple camping trip thanks for watching don't leave before leaving a like to this video also hit the subscribe button to support my work and as always have a horrific nightmare my dear
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Channel: Reddit Paranormal
Views: 2,881
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Length: 37min 59sec (2279 seconds)
Published: Mon Apr 26 2021
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