What's The Creepiest Thing That Happened In Your House At Night While You Were Alone? (r/AskReddit)

what is the creepiest thing that has ever happened in your house at night Wylie were alone I'll start it was last year and my parents were out of town as well as my girlfriend so I was sitting in my house all alone suddenly my dog begins to bark however it was not as usual someone's at the door bark or his I need to go out bark it was a something is seriously wrong at the duck out of the house food guy barked so I am kind of worried and I go downstairs to check on him and he's just standing near the basement staircase whimpering I looked down the staircase into the dark abyss of my basement and think there is no ducking way I am going down there I consider my options I can either go downstairs and get eaten by the radioactive creeper zombie redead be go downstairs with a bat and still get eaten by the radioactive creep a zombie redead who is probably also a vampire Satan or see eat pizza and hope it goes away as I was leaning toward see an alarm goes off that sounds like an air-raid siren and I nearly piss myself in fear I grab my dog and bolt in my car I call the alarm company and they tell me that there is a possible carbon monoxide leak in my house 20 minutes later the alarm company arrives and realized that it was not a leak but just the alarm shorting out they say they fixed it and it is safe to go back into my house to this day I still do not know what the hell happened in my basement that freaked my dog out the alarm was upstairs TLDR my dog freaks out at something in the basement my carbon monoxide detector shorts out my dog freaks out at something downstairs detector is upstairs I went downstairs to get some water at about 2:00 a.m. in the kitchen we've got a clock on the wall as I walk into the room acutely aware of every creak that echoes around the house surrounding me I hear the fast wind of something mechanical as I slowly glance to my left subconsciously grabbing my glass a little tighter I see the clock hands on the all spinning at about 50 times normal speed around and around and around I think to myself very clearly this is how movies start this is it I was ready to defend myself with my glass whilst dashing over to grab a knife it was then I realized we had a radio clock which automatically sets itself I'd never seen it do it before it was now 1:00 a.m. a plain white van would creep very slowly down our street at around 2:00 a.m. weekly during the summer I was 19 our street was not a dead-end road but had residential roads at either end preventing it from being a through Street so this van was clearly not making a root of any sort I would hear it and watch from my upstairs bedroom window every time it passed by one night my parents and my brother were out of town and I was home alone happily sleeping when I heard a car door slam out front I jumped up to look out the window and the van was backed into our driveway I couldn't see anyone moving around outside but the lights were often they were parked I ran into the hall and crouched into a ball and tried to listen for any sounds and planned on attack / escape route I was shaking uncontrollably a few minutes later I heard the engine start up in the van tore out of my driveway and I never saw it again he my sister had some friends over watching horror films and I was out laying in for most of the night when I got back around 1:00 a.m. all of the lights were off except for the television I walked up to the back door trying to open it silently to sneak up and yell boo to scare them the little twits had locked the door front door is never open so my only option to get in was my bedroom window which I could climb up a tree to access but I wanted some revenge I went up to the front door which is a massive oak thing with a big brass knocker on the inside ya don't understand that to this day I slammed it a dozen times really fast then bolted around the corner to my window climbed inside hearing them chattering and trying to look out the windows to see who was knocking the daughter my room was off-kilter so it swung open slowly if unlatched and it creaked like mad so I turned the knob to unlatch it and stand behind the door creak dead silence from the chatter squad my sister was apparently the bravest of the bunch cause she walked in and tried to flick on the light the switches beside the fully opened door so when she reached for it I grabbed her such a scream and the best part was that one of her friends bolted out the house and ran home in her pajamas before she had a chance to hear the relieved sigh fun times last decade it was pretty early in the morning and I heard some weird noise downstairs my wife was out of town with her mom so just me and the cats in the house and they were both on the bed with me and also looked kinda freaked out so I get up slowly and hear another loud crash glass breaking type noise I didn't own a gun or anything at the time so I was looking around for some sort of weapon which ended up being this brass farthing I kept changing I grabbed that and creeped downstairs slightly freaking out more noises venom are noise turns out I left the back door wide open and my goats wandered into the kitchen and [ __ ] everywhere and broke a shelf I yelled at the gilt and he went back outside this one is absolutely true many years ago I lived in a big old three-story house that had a room on the middle level that we converted into an office I used to write financial reports late at night that were published early the next morning the office had a few computers and my toddler son had been playing on one of them for most of the evening right up until I finished my work at around 9:00 p.m. by then he had fallen asleep so I switched off his monitor scooped him up and took him to bed flicking off the light as I left for the next couple of hours I relaxed in another room watching TV with my wife she went to bed around 11 p.m. at midnight I decided to do the same I realized I'd left a window open in the office so I went in there to close it the house was silent and the room was pitch black dark and ice-cold when I walked in colder than it should have been for the time of the year even with a window open I pause for a moment in the center of the room to think about this and then it happened knock knock knock something was tapping on the glass but it wasn't the random tappings of a bird or another kind of animal it was completely uniform it sounded human but I was on the second floor so how was that possible it was so dark that I couldn't make anything out against the black glass but a few moments later it happened again knock knock knock by now I was already feeling on edge then something happened that chilled me to the core because out of the corner of the room to my right and from the darkness a high pitched almost squeaky voice began to speak quite loudly I can't see you I froze on the spot my blood went cold my bowels prepared for evacuation my god I thought I never wrote that book any book it spoke again but with greater emphasis on that all-important word I can see you I determined that I was almost certainly ducked so I figured what the hell I turned slowly to my right and walked into the darkness until I finally reached my son's computer nothing there but an empty chair but no talking now just silence a horrible silence carefully I reached over and switched on the monitor the screen brightened and there it was something red and horrible once again it tapped on the glass it was ducking Elmo from my kids Sesame Street game when I was a young lad I could never get to sleep so I just stare out the window and look at the night sky one night my parents had just gone to the shop thinking I was asleep I got out of bed and walked over to the window ready to stare at the sky and imagine flying to another planet but instead of stars I saw a face staring right at me it had a wild look in his eyes and his hair was all scraggly and matted I screamed in terror and over back under the covers but not before I saw the face disappear its eyes widening mouth open in horror half an hour later still shocked from seeing this face I heard my parents car drive into the driveway the door slammed and I heard the sound of feet crunching on gravel I heard a scream an ear-splitting blood-curdling scream thinking my parents had seen the face too I rushed downstairs opened the front door and almost tripped over a body lying on the floor it was the face I screamed to and walked backwards stumbling on the step into our house and falling backwards my dad called an ambulance and the cops and ushered me and my mum into the kitchen we were both in shock my dad was too we stayed up all night in the morning things became clearer the man a known sex offender had fallen from my balcony and hit his head on the wall killing him instantly I never told my parents I had saw the face I woke up in the middle of the night because my television turned on I don't have cable so it's all static then it shuts off I just lay there not sure what to think then it turns back on and back off this keeps happening and I am about to shoot myself I start to get up to attempt to look around and I hear a thud nearby I bravely run to the switch to turn the lights on and investigate the remote was trapped between my mattress and the wall and my moving around in my sleep was pressing the power button when I got up it released the remote and it fell on the ground causing the thud that's what it wanted you to think I live in a quiet suburban neighborhood one night several years ago at around 2:00 a.m. the very quietest part of the night I was sleeping peacefully when a tendril of music began to intrude upon my dreams and grew louder slowly to the point where it woke me up everything was dark but I could hear extremely loud hardcore rap music approaching my house from down the street I thought maybe someone was having a party but the music kept approaching and kept getting louder to the point of panic inducing loudness louder than any stereo I have ever heard louder than the front row of a concert I stumbled from bed and peek out my front window expecting to see maybe a car full of gangbangers cruising down my street trying to intimidate someone but instead I am confronted with a site that unnerves me the street lamps illuminate a large tricycle as it passes in front of my house a large wooden box on the back containing a stereo system and enormous speakers the man riding the tricycle is clothed from head-to-toe in white rags and even his head is covered in soiled white rags like a leper he's wearing dark sunglasses and he is peddling this enormous tricycle at Glacia speed his legs moving in slow motion as if he was towing a huge load behind him the music assaulting Myers is so out of proportion with the dark empty Street that chills run up and down my spine and I just stand there watching from the corner of my window he slowly pedals down the length of my Street the music taking an excruciatingly long time to fade away but when it does I go back to bed the same thing happens about three times over the next month but after that the mysterious visitor never appears again when I was about 8 my bedroom was full of Windows with no blinds one night I heard something outside but was too scared to go to the window and see the next day I go outside and there are footprints in the snow around my windows for the next week or so I would refuse to sleep in that room so every morning when my mother got up she would find me asleep under the living room table one night as I was under the table I heard someone at the back door they would you cling the doorknob to try to get in ran into my mother's room screaming she called the police sure enough the same shoe prints were at the back door the police said there had been a bunch of break-ins in the area TLDR someone was stalking my house when I was 8 when I was younger I was home alone in a house that I know was haunted it was not uncommon to hear people walking around the house in parts where no one was doors would mysteriously open and shut themselves and one door would always lock from the inside one night I am home alone it was late and I was just watching some TV I hear the old too familiar noises of a door shutting and then footsteps of someone coming upstairs to the main floor I look expecting to see my parents but there is no one the footsteps then continue to walk right past me and then proceeded to walk up the steps to the top floor with the door at the top of the stairs shutting freak the duck out technical term I shout out is anyone there to which I hear a whispered response in my ear of no needless to say I ran the duck out of the house when I was 16 my parents worked at night so my sister and I would be home alone often her bedroom was upstairs and she usually stayed up there so I would be downstairs alone until my parents got home one night I heard these noise coming from the basement it was like scratching and banging like someone was walking through a sea of empty aluminum cans I was too scared to go down there and I didn't think it was enough of an emergency to call the cops I thought maybe it was an animal or something I called my sister down to make sure I wasn't going crazy but the noise stopped before she got to hear it she told me not to worry and went back to her room later that night while I was lying in bed I heard a voice coming from the basement it wasn't loud or anything it was just a man talking I thought I was hearing things so I called my sister downstairs again to see if she heard it too but again it stopped she went back to bed and so did I the same thing happened the next night I heard a man talking outside of my window while I was sleeping that time I was sure I was hallucinating or dreaming but still completely freaked out I didn't get much sleep that night until I was sure the voice had gone away I believe about two weeks later we went out of town for a few days and came back home to find that the basement door was open there were no signs of a robbery none of our stuff was missing and everything was just as we had left it but my dad checked the basement door outside and found that the lock was broken we filed a police report and finally went into the basement to see what was up we found a moldy sleeping bag a flashlight and empty bottles someone had been living in our basement without us knowing I wasn't crazy after all and it's the second scariest thing I've ever come to realize this was when we still had a landline at my house ours was the very last one on the line so it sometimes did funny things like ring for no reason or just drop a call in the middle one night I was home alone and it started to storm really bad and the phone rings I pick up and it's the woman from 911 why I called me I didn't call 9-1-1 9-1-1 I just received a call from this number are you home alone me yes no one could have made that call 9-1-1 are you sure you are okay would you like me to send a car me in my head I'm thinking God yes come save me I don't think so I really did not call 9-1-1 okay ma'am well have a good night i sat on my couch with my dog and did not move till my parents came home it freaked me the duck out TLDR on a dark stormy night my phone called 9-1-1 by itself [Music]

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Published: Sat Aug 24 2019