@@Kakunkeittaja and where is your proof of that supposed "fact"? Is it the standard _"because I said so",_ or the _"no animals I've been around are fond enough of me, or even smart enough to know when to protect, so thus nobody else could possibly have such connections with animals because I am the very image of compassion and kindness etc etc etc"_ spiels that are oh so very often used by wannabe (and spectacularly failing at being) edgelords? Doesn't matter which, you've already set yourself in that category with that absolutely useless and unsupported first impression of a post, so there's clearly no need to pay you any further attention
Once I was animating and I sneezed and although I live alone, I heard someone yell, “Bless you!” I legit screamed and fell out off my chair. A minute later and some people knock at my door, they explain that they heard a blood curdling scream, I explained what happened and one of my neighbors starts laughing, he explains he heard me sneezed and yelled bless you. I forgot how thin the walls were.
Wow that hypertensive hallucination was actually terrifying. For me, our front bathroom and my parents bathroom share a very thin wall. I can often hear someone opening and closing drawers in their bathroom when I’m home alone, and when I go to check the bathroom is empty and the cupboards untouched.
Tristan Neal you just reminded me of that! I’m my old house there were two bathrooms right next to eachother. Just divided with a wall. When I was in my bathroom I would always hear someone rustling around in the other one, and no one was ever in it
Oh thank god I paused just when that happened I got startled so bad I had to go back to make sure it was actually in the video and not something I did haha
Funny thing, my family was weird... We'd never lock the windows. So this one day, this exact thing happened to me. I was home alone, just getting out of the shower. I sneeze a couple time and from my living room I hear "Bless you!". I rush over, and there he is, my brothers friend, a family friend. He knew we left the windows unlocked and just hopped right in, thinking my oldest brother was home because he wanted to play video games with him.
@@maximumforce8275 not exactly, in time we got used to him just showing up unannounced, it was basically as if he was part of the family at that point.
I was drunk. Had a tazer. My friend put a glass bottle of sprite in my freezer. It exploded. Walked over to the freezer. And tazed my freezer. My friends were laughing there ass off.
Agreed. And i hope if someone breaks in, and i act like that, they run. And they don't murder me. 'cause while I'm quite strong for my age, (i can quite easily knock my older and stronger brother over) i will NOT survive an actual attack. Unless I'm very lucky
DaGangstaKing one time I came home super stoned from a party that involved some good sticky icky, I didn’t remember I came home, so when my sister opened my door in the morning I shot up in bed stared at her with furious intensity and screamed *”FUCK OFF!!!”* in instant fight or flight response That was fun. Btw she was surprise terrified and closed the door quickly
Okay, I've got one. So, I was 19, living on my own for the first time (had roommates the previous year), and I had taken great pleasure in decorating my place. I even had this cute little wooden "Welcome" sign on my outside door (this will be important later). I'm a night owl, and had just gotten into this horror tv series called "The River," so naturally, I had stayed up late watching the latest episode. In it, the main characters were all mysteriously blinded, and followed by these hulking grey creatures, unbeknownst to them, obviously. This was seriously creepy, but I thought, "I'm a grown ass woman, not some paranoid child. I can handle a little horror content." So, I finished the episode at around 1:30am, and I figured I'd take a quick shower before bed. So I hopped in the shower, and when I closed my eyes to rinse my hair, I imagined these hulking grey things surrounding me like in the show. I laughed at my overactive imagination, and carried on with my shower. The thing was, it was storming outside, the kind of storm that tended to cause damage. So, just as I started to rinse my hair for the last time, the storm knocked the power out. Okay. Now I can't just open my eyes and prove to myself that these creatures aren't there. In fact, it's almost like I'm blind. Like the characters on the show. But, it's fine. This isn't the Amazon, this is northern Ontario. I'm fine. I laughed again. I dried off. And then, the banging started. Now, my bathroom was right next to the outside door. As in, I couldn't leave the bathroom without passing the outside door. And now, it sounded very much like someone was banging on my outside door. Forget the creatures, someone is trying to break in, I'm not imagining anymore! So I huddle on the bathroom floor, terrified, listening to this incessant hammering and trying not to cry. I sit there for quite a while. The banging is still going on, but no headway is being made. I'm starting to calm down now, and soon, the noise just stops. The storm is still going on, the power is still out, but maybe, just maybe, it's safe to leave my bathroom. I step out. I peek through the blinds on the door. Nothing. I sigh in relief. He's gone. I'm safe. It's 3am now, and I have class in the morning. I go to bed, and eventually, I sleep. The next morning, I wake up, and get ready for school, wondering what I'll find when I step outside. Will there be evidence of the attempted break in? I was a little excited at this point. So, I step outside, and notice that that cute little "Welcome" sign isn't on my door anymore. It's on the ground. And then I realised. There was no "attempted break in" after all. As the storm picked up, the wind must have picked up my sign, and repeatedly slammed it against my door. It stopped when a gust of wind came that was so strong, it picked up the sign from its hook, and dropped it on the ground. And, I had spent an hour cowering on my bathroom floor because of some wind. TL;DR Nothing happened, and I'm an idiot.
hey, i'm glad you realized it was nothing, but in the future, if you're in that situation again, and it really could be someone breakin in or something, your first reaction needs to not be to lay on the ground of the bathroom and start crying for an hour and a half, ik it's scary and stuff, but you gotta at least call the police, get a weapon, or get your bf or whoever to go check it out/ be strong because doing nothing will get you hurt, i've seen it, hope this helps.
@@thekamotodragon I thought of calling the police, but I didn't have my phone in the bathroom, and as I said, I couldn't leave without passing right by the door. As in, in clear sight of whoever was on the other side. I didn't know what their reaction to seeing me might be. I thought, if they think no one's home, maybe they'll just take my tv and laptop, and leave me alone. That was probably stupid, but I was a stupid kid. I like to think that eight years have made me slightly less of a waste of human skin. Thanks though.
One time I was home alone and I smelled toast being made. I was scared because I was only twelve and paranoid. This sounds dumb cause what robber would make toast but who cares. I sat there freaking out and I finally worked up the courage to go downstairs and see what was happening. It turned out that before my sister left for her work she started making toast, forgot about it, and left. You have to manually stop the toaster so it just got burnt and that's why I smelled it all the way in my room. My toaster scared me.
Phan and Ryden are Life I once read that smelling burnt toast is also a sign of a stroke and that’s where I thought this post was going lol glad you’re ok m8
ya bro if you're older than 20 and you start smelling toast anytime that it would be inappropriate to start smelling toast then you gotta call an ambulance right the fuck now, because that's a stroke or some other rapid-onset brain problem, I've seen it before, it's crazy.
To Victoria I canny tell if this is a shitpost or some wee shitebag writing a fake story to get likes. It's a shite story and you should consider never saying anything ever again. Sincerely, Jamalius Jameriqui IV
Was home alone I dropped my phone it hit my foot and it went under the couch I left it their for a sec. I go to pick it up and it wasn’t their. Sent looking around my house for around a hour. Found it in my room. Still don’t know how it got in my room. Will never drop my phone again.
That happens to me all the hecking time. I dropped my phone under the table once, bent to get it, but it wasn't there. Appeared in my mother's room, which I NEVER go into unless I'm turning the house upside down to find something. It's weird.
Running away is overrated Why would you run when you could jump on a horse and GALLOP away Omg I’ve never gotten so m ay likes and I’m freaking out thank you so much!!😭😭
I was home alone with my 3 yo (does that count?) and also pregnant. We were in my room at the back of the apt. She left to go to her room (to the left) but looked toward the living room (to the right) first. She then turned around with her eyes huge with fright and said "there's a man in our house." Wtf. My blood ran cold, I grab my phone, dialed 911, and hovered my thumb over the call button. I peak around the corner and see nothing. I slowly enter the living room with my eyes and ears on high alert. Nothing. All the front rooms are empty and the door and windows are locked. I went back to my room and ask my 3 yo what the man looked like. This is how she described him... "He had long black hair with a feather in it, he wore boots, and...HE HAD NO FACE..." Needless to say, I had her sleep in my bed that night.
I live alone in a 4 floor building that used to be a hospital before. I'm the only resident, with the occasionally visiting parents and brother. The landlord keeps the keys in my house, since no other room has still been renovated and is still an abandoned hospital, without any equipment or furniture. My landlord lives states away and has me take care of the building, you know cleaning and stuff, in exchange for a reduced rent. One night, I was walking up the stairs to my floor (I live on the 4th floor), and I saw a light turn on in a locked room on the 2nd floor. It was the old ICU, which still had a broken bed and a non-functioning medical ventilator. I checked the security cameras (which I had installed in the lobbies of all the floors, with the landlord's permission). No one entered or exited the room ever. It was impossible for anyone to do so, since the only keys to the room are in my safe, which was untouched. I never found out what happened. It still chills me to this day, thinking about it.
@@waspliver7275 I DO LIVE THERE. Stop being one of those idiots who screams "FAKE" AT EVERY GOD DAMN THING! I don't live in a western country, I live in a third world country, where a lot of people do live how I live like. This type of situation often does happen to people who don't live in a country that can afford to waste. We reuse resources. The building is not creepy or derelict like those haunted hospital videos because I take care of the building. The landlord is a family friend who had let me live there as they have retired from being a doctor and a hospital owner. My house on the top floor is actually really nice, with 5 bedrooms, 4 TVs. I am really tired of everyone always calling me a liar online, because every one of my real friends knows the truth about me.
1:22 I would pay money to see that. 4:32 At first I thought it might be a prank, but the disappearing pictures made me think that - short of being haunted - it could only be hallucinations. 5:10 Yup! 7:41 That's creepy. I thought might have been a fault with the doorknob, but you can't argue with physical evidence... 9:43 You know things must be bad when both you and your horse freak out from pure instinct.
I had just been doing work on my computer and thought my speakers were busted. I replayed that part of the video like 5 times to make sure it wasnt on my end.
5: 11 Not calling the story fake but does the way the 911 responder reacted seem really strange to anyone else? The whole infrared thing is weird (but for all I know it's normal) , but what's really off is telling her to go outside when someone's trying to break into her house. Like, telling the police she's being assaulted would not help her at all until they got there because they were already responding to her location. I know the dog would interfere the the infrared, but couldn't they just tell it's a dog? Am I missing something here?
I was thinking maybe they did that because there was a serial killer and that was the area where he hunts ? But yeah i didn’t buy it until maybe the end.
First off, 10:13 legit made me scream because my earphones are fake ones and I thought I got electrocuted Edit: my earphones are rip offs from eBay because my family’s poor Edit: I don’t even know how my mum finds them but they’re like a fiver so I just roll with it
My scariest moment, I wasn't home alone, but everyone was downstairs. I am 11 and LOVE music boxes. So, I hear music coming from (in my favorite classical song) the other room, and think its some ghost. My step-grandma walks out and says she heard nothing. (She apparently was the only one not downstairs) Keep in mind, my father had just gotten engaged, and this was my first time spending the night with her. Fast forward, and this time she comes to visit us a bit after christmas, and gives me a present, and its a music box/snow globe, playing the exact music I had heard. She said she was looking at music boxes for me, and listening to them, trying to find the perfect one, and when I asked, she tried to play it off like she didnt know what I was talking about.
Now this probably isn’t too creepy for most people but one time I went to take a nap and my bedroom wall is basically right next to the hallway. The house is pretty old so you can hear what’s happening on the other side of the wall. My apartment is the only apartment on the top floor so no one ever goes up there except for me, but that day I could hear someone coming up the stairs. Which was the first thing that made anxious little me nervous. And then it happened: Someone tried to unlock my door. For a few minutes. I was too terrified to go to the door so I couldn’t do anything about it. They only left when my neighbor came home and started walking up the stairs to his apartment. They came back a few hours later and tried again, this time they left sooner. And since then nothing has ever happened but holy moly. I’m a young, not very strong woman with an anxiety disorder in her first apartment, I slept with one eye open for a few weeks after that and still get nervous when someone is in the hallway. 🤷🏻♀️
I know the feeling, I once looked outside at 3am to see someone in my backyard, I convinced him to leave when I chambered a round as loudly as I could in my open window. I recommend a cheap pump shotgun, not for shooting but for the sound it makes when you pump it, that should scare away most people. If firearms aren't legal in your country/city I would go for pepper spray, a dog, and or a baseball bat. Anyways thanks for the story and stay safe.
@@CedarSmoke14 I recommend a firearm but not just owning it but learning it. Just racking the slide isn't going to scare off people that want to hurt you. You must be willing and able to use it .
@@jwsndjejek466 That is a excellent recommendation, but when I suggested the pump shotgun I hoped that learning how to use it and having the will to defend yourself with it was implied. What I meant to say is that the sound of a racking pump shotgun in my opinion would indicate to anyone trying to breaking in, that someone is inside, armed, loaded, knows you're coming and is ready to defend themselves. I think that anyone would think twice if they heard that pump sound coming through the door they are trying to break into. It's a message that other guns like a cocking double barrel or .38 special just can't send as clear. That's why I suggested the pump shotgun over other firearms, the racking sound speaks a universal language and it says "GO AWAY OR DIE!" very clearly. Now if the OP is a "not very strong woman" like she says she is, maybe a shotgun isn't the best for her in a firefight, but a pump shotgun may allow her to scare away the intruder before she needs to start shooting.
Mustache Merlin Men make up 70% violent crime victims and are twice as likely to be a victim of a violent crime than women. They're worried as well. Everyone should trust their gut
One time I got home from school and was just chillin with my 2 dogs; I take the bus home and my parents usually get home a couple of hours later, so there’s a good chunk of time where I’m alone. Anyway, I hear someone walk up the driveway towards the garage and the dogs go crazy with barking, but they stop when they hear the person leave. Usually it’s a package or something and the mailman leaves the package in the garage (which is always left open; I live in a pretty safe neighborhood and we don’t have to worry about the weather normally), so I wasn’t concerned at first. Just to be safe though, I usually listen to see if they walk back down the driveway, regardless of who or what it is. I didn’t hear anyone walk back down from the driveway, but didn’t think anything of it until I notice that the dogs weren’t backing down. After 15 minutes or so with the dogs still on high alert, I figured something was up and (very stupidly) opened the kitchen door (which leads directly to the garage) to scan the garage just to be safe. At this point the sun was setting, so the light wasn’t very good, and I hadn’t turned the light on before checking. Peeking my head out of the door I look around and don’t see anything peculiar until I’m about to close the door. In the darkest corner of my garage, there was an (assuredly homeless) guy, silently sitting there, watching me. It was clear that he wasn’t all there, and, looking back on it, I’m convinced that he was on drugs or severely mentally ill. Being the idiot that I am, and somehow being so freaked out that all of the adrenaline preventing me from thinking straight, I confront him. He asked if he could come in, and after being refused, requests if he could just chill in the garage for another hour or so. Still refused. After a short exchange of strange conversation, he sauntered down the driveway and I proceeded to call my dad, not knowing what else to do. He was a few minutes away from home at that point, so he came home and we ended up calling the police and giving a rough description of the guy (it wasn’t too accurate because the best view I got of him was in my dark garage). We weren’t updated on the case or anything cause I didn’t want to be involved in it anymore, but I’m assuming he was caught and got help or something. It’s been over a year and I haven’t seen him since thank god, so it was most likely taken care of. It was a weird evening. TLDR; probably drugged homeless guy hangs out in my garage when I’m home alone, tries to have me let him stay there, and walks away when I refuse. Police were called, and I have no clue where this guy is now.
That's really freaky and not to lecture you but your family should stop leaving their garage up. A rlly common way of break-ins is to break into a car and steal the garage opener and then just get into the garage, close it, and bang open the garage connector door to the house so it looks like nothing is happening on the outside. My family installed a pinpad lock on our garage door because we left it unlocked and unchained all day to come home easily. The locker can be switched to always open or always locked and we just keep it on always locked and all know the keycode. Your family keeping ur garage up just kinda gives super easy access to break in during the day. Also yeah I live in a relatively safe neighborhood too, til a year ago some asshole down the street started selling drugs and now we have a TON of strangers in and out of our secluded area and a lot more weirdos. U dunno what your neighbors intentions are I'd be worried lol.
Average Cat Person where I live, garage doors are pretty rare. It’s a lot more common to just have a sheltered (but open) area to keep the rain off your car, and the connecting door is secured with a deadbolt and the like. Edit: it’s more of a car port than a garage, and I discovered we don’t even have a garage door in the first place. Go figure.
Honestly, I hope the guy is okay. From the sound of it, he was just a guy who was down on his luck and needed a place to stay for a bit. I mean, I completely understand and agree with your decision to get him to leave, but I do hope he's alright.
I'm not gonna say anything creepy, but I've got something funny for you that happened not long ago today. So my parents left, I went on my computer and booted up discord. Chatted for like 4 hours till it was 1am. Parents still weren't back. Just joined an exclusively four-people vc missing one person, joined in with messages for a while. Then my friend wanted to join so we moved to a vc that could handle 99 people. Thus the madness began. First, a few people joined, and we decided to do a sort of mini karaoke. So some people sang. People joined. Then we got one of the music bots and played some music. People joined. People left. People requested music. So we were blasting a lot of Panic! At The Disco, and High Hopes came on. I didn't want to leave the vc but I didn't want to listen, so I got the genius idea of getting the other music bot to play more P!ATD over High Hopes. Thus chaos ensued. At first, it sort of synced, in a weird sort of way. Then came the choruses. Oh my god. It was as if Satan and Tash and whatever evil god you believe in had descended. And then all the people (there were about 50 people by now) started screaming and yelling and flooding the main text chat with messages and laughing and oh my god I laughed at the music. I laughed so hard I couldn't breathe. I laughed so hard I cried out all my week's supply of tears. I couldn't stop. I was gasping for breath. Every time I managed to stop, I just kept beginning to laugh again. oh god Now it's 3am and my lungs feel shredded and my eyes sting from all the tears. It was a beautiful moment. It was wonderful. It was magical. Would do again 1000000000/10 would recommend to a friend 100% very pleased with service -new cry level achieved! congrats! please try adding "I write sins not tragedies" and "high hopes together". Start "I write sins not tragedies" after the very first line he sings in High hopes. Make sure to do it in a very loud and obnoxious discord vc (it wasnt like that before, but mean people joined) Good luck, and warning: you may cause permanent damage to your lungs laughing.
Ok, I’ve got one, I have no idea how to explain it and I know how fake it sounds but I swear it’s real. So, if you know anything about Native American legends, you might’ve heard of skinwalkers. They’re evil witches and spirits that turn into animals or people to cause harm. Well, at the lake I spent the majority of my childhood we have another name for them: Deerians. The story goes that when settlers first came to the lake they encountered an oddly hostile tribe of natives, and the settlers got tired of them and tried several times to ambush or attack the village but it was always abandoned, instead inhabited only by deer. Sometimes they never returned home, and they’d be found days later, mauled to death by something, but the only tracks they could find near the body belonged to a deer. But that’s not my story. My dad and I were going canoeing down to the river that connected to the west side of the lake because my cousin had gone down that way earlier that day and saw a bald eagle nest and my dad and I wanted to see it for ourselves, but as we approached the river we saw this doe, and she was acting really weird. Like, she didn’t run away from us and was actually acting really hostile. And as we got closer the more you could tell this deer was just wrong. It kinda looked like some kid had read about deer once in a book then drew one from what little he understood. My dad and I got so close we could almost touch her but then she just wandered off this jerky, disjointed walk into the woods. My dad and I decided she wasn’t that much of a threat, probably just a deformed deer. Anyways, not much long after my dad and I were paddling down the river and I heard something rustling in the tall grass to my right. My dad didn’t notice but I kept listening, and then the thing in the grass whispered, giggled, then scuttled off into the underbrush. I was kinda surprised but didn’t know what to make of it so I just kept my mouth shut and kept paddling. We eventually stopped to rest and we were looking for the eagle nest when we noticed that the forest around us had gone totally quiet, then all around us there was whispering and hyena-like cackling. My dad and I noped the fuck out of there and after we were out of the river we were catching our breath when someone or something threw an arrowhead at me, kind of like they were trying to mock me, and when I looked back at its source all I saw was a buck walk into the underbrush. It was the most unnatural and creepy thing I’ve ever experienced. Ever.
Sure, I've got one: So this was back at the start of high school (middle school by American standards I think) and it was one of the rare days that I was allowed to stay home sick, since my mother is pretty strict about attendance, and figured that if you're healthy enough to play video games, you're healthy enough to go to school. Never mind the metric shit ton of tissues I'd have to constantly blow my nose with in class... Anyway, back on topic... This time was apparently bad enough to warrant me staying home according to mum, so you can imagine how sick I was. I was feeling in a pretty fucking vulnerable state at the time. And to make matters worse I had only just reached the age where my parents felt comfortable enough to leave me at home alone, so it was like the third time I'd ever experienced that. So as I'm watching TV in the lounge room, I notice movement through the blinds on the window. I can see the figures of two men dressed in black moving around our garden. Me being alone and sick as fuck, I internally freak out. But I keep an eye on them as they pass by the window and around the side of the house. I follow them from room to room since all the blinds are shut, so they can't see me. Eventually they are standing out the back of the house, and since the back door is the sliding glass type, it doesn't have blinds, so in order to stay hidden, I hide in the kitchen and duck behind the kitchen counter. I even grab a kitchen knife, and just hide, waiting for whatever happens to happen. They don't approach the door, they're just talking out the back at this point. So I grab the phone from the counter, and call my mom. I tell her there are two men dressed in black outside the house... And then she starts apologizing profusely because apparently she'd forgotten to tell me that dad would be showing a man around the back of the house that day to get a quote for fixing the septic system. One of those men was my dad, and the other was a man from the septic company. I have bad eyesight, but at the time it wasn't bad enough to warrant wearing my glasses all the time, so I couldn't make out who they were from that distance, and I could only see their figures through the blinds. So I was just there, crouched behind the kitchen counter with a runny nose, a phone in one hand, and a kitchen knife in the other, feeling like a complete fucking twat.
So I wasn’t completely alone because my brother was upstairs in his bedroom at quite a distance, but I knew I was the only other one there, and the only one downstairs. I went downstairs and headed into the kitchen to get something to eat, but heard something like footsteps making the floor creak, so I stopped in the hallways. The noise stopped. I kept walking and heard it start again but it sounded as if it was coming from the laundry room (just to the left of the kitchen, covered by a curtain). It creeped me out a bit, so I stopped in the kitchen and kind of stared towards the laundry room waiting. The noise stopped, so just as I realized it must be me making the floor creak- I hear footsteps again, before I even had the chance to move. It sounded like heavy footsteps, like someone wearing boots was slowly walking in the laundry room. I wanted to see if someone was inside but I was too scared to lift the curtain, so I ran upstairs as fast as I could and got my brother. He came down with a bat and we searched the whole house. All the doors were locked. We never found anyone, and I never heard it again. But to this day, I’m still sure I heard something.
I wasn't alone but it was just me and my little brother and it had just gotten late. So I was downstairs making a sandwich and I heard the door that leads to the garage being violently shaken. Like someone was really trying to force it open. I ran over to the door with my mayonnaise knife and I noticed that the doorknob was being turned quickly and I freaked out. I went upstairs to get my brother and when we came back down the door wasn't shaking anymore and I called my parents work numbers so they both came rushing home (we didn't call the police. They told me to call the police but I just didn't). They got home, checked the whole house and there was no sign of any break in. The garage door itself was still closed and the side door was still locked. There was no way anyone could have gotten to that door at all. There was no way anyone was there. Turns out I have Schizo-affective Disorder and it was just a hallucination but damn man that shit was terrifying
I got one!! This was almost 3 years ago. I just got home from school (I lived in an apartment at the time so remember this!) and I was doing my usual routine (having a snack letting my dog out, etc) it was a pretty normal day. My sister usually picks me up from the bus stop which was quite a walk away. After she had picked me up we walked back to my house and then my mom came home, they left to go get dinner so I decided to stay home. I was just watching Netflix on my TV when there was a knock at the door, me being 11 I was terrified. I slowly turn off the TV and grab my dog, I tell myself that the knocking will stop and its probably just a package. It didn't stop, in fact it got louder, almost like banging now. I get scared obviously so I just sit on my couch crying. I then notice that the door knob starting moving and jiggling like someone trying to get in. I grab my dog and RUN into the bathroom and call my mom, I tell her what's going on and she says its going to be ok. After that she tells me that shes going to call the apartments main office (this is where the bus drops me off, right in the front of it) I say ok, I was crying at this point and SHAKING, she calls me back and tells me that the office said said it was the fixer guy trying to come in to fix our dishwasher, I sigh in relief and go and let him in. He obviously notices I was crying but doesnt say anything. So yeah i freaked out the fixer guy and thought he was trying to break in :)
When I was younger, I was in my moms bed watching tv with her before I went to bed. Her door was open, and you could see pretty much the whole upper floor through the doorway. As we're sitting there watching tv, there was a man with a red plaid shirt, a toque and some jeans on, he looked like a lumberjack, he comes walking up our stairs, turns the corner, walks down the hallway and walks into my sisters room. It was so unnerving because he just had such a calm, collected appearance. He was looking down the whole time, but it almost looked like he didnt have a face. Me and my mom both immediately got up out of the bed and she led the way into my sisters room. All the lights were off, she was asleep in her bed, and the guy was nowhere to be found. We both remember it happening and have the same stories to this day
I got one. Once I saw a very small figure in the bedroom window, he tapped once and I looked outside. Nobody was there. I lay back in bed thinking it was rain or something. After a a couple of seconds, I heard two taps on the window and the figure moved away again. I started freaking out. I hid under my cover, trying too sleep until I heard THREE taps on the window. I was gonna shit myself I was so scared. I looked out the window to look down at the window on the roof of my living room to see my mum watching TV. I walked to the bathroom, looking in the mirror to see if my face was blurry. (I do that to check if I'm seeing things) then I saw a shadow moving behind me. I stood still but the shadow still moved. It wasn't my shadow. I heard feet tapping the floor four times. I turned to look down at my mum's dog, Teddy. He was making the noise the whole time. I was such a scaredy cat. My dog was lying beside the window, hitting it with his tail and the reflection was him lying down. But still, why did he come up to watch me?
Link_Woof I was going to say a similar thing happened to me. One night something knocked on my window. I looked but saw nothing there. This happened a few more times. I started covering my window with a blanket. My mom would get upset because my room was very dark in the daytime. So sometimes I would walk into my room and the window would be uncovered. Seeing the window uncovered at night would send chills down my back as I didn’t know who or what kept knocking on my window.
OMG that first story...same thing happened to me. It was early morning and I heard someone trying to get in my door. I damn near flew out of bed when the first lock of two unlocked. As a woman living alone I was in full panic mode. I ran to the door and relocked it just as they got the second lock unlocked, then put on the chain as well and yelled "How do you have keys to my door!". Turns out the building I lived in had an unreliable elevator, and they were trying to go to the empty apartment above me to do renovations, but the elevator let them off a floor early. They had my keys, and keys to all the apartments because the person unlocking my door was the landlord. My door was labeled, they just didn't take notice of it. As for scariest story...I was waiting for a game to load...one of those fb connected games. It was taking a bit and suddenly heard a noise behind me. it's weird that it's' like it didn't register at first...I heard it twice before finally realizing on the third time that it was the sound of a child saying "mommy". I don't have kids, there are no kids here. I hear it again, louder...right behind me. I sit there paralyzed in fear...then just turn around quickly before I can change my mind. Nothing there. Then I hear it behind me again...I'm facing away from my computer, and my computer is at a wall. I turn back and its coming out of my speakers. I crank the sound down until it is almost off...no sound can be coming out...and yet I hear it again. I turn my speakers off completely and just sit there...it stopped. The game is still loading. Found out some time later that the building next door, in the direction I was originally sitting, lived a little girl. She snuck out one morning to watch the 'big kids' get on the bus and got hit by a car and died. No one lived in that building since before we had moved to the block (but since then its been renovated and people live there now) so it happened years before, probably when I was a kid. Oh and in the same room I heard a dude say "Good night" as I was getting ready to go to bed. I left the room in terror (though it seemed a friendly enough gesture) and watched as my cat looked at and sometimes flirted with something invisible close to the ceiling in that room. I'm sitting in that same room right now. Eeek
I can't find the reddit thread or I would post there. I was watching my niece and nephew, just sitting on the couch while they were sleeping. Suddenly I see the screen door open but thankfully not the actual door, and then the sound of someone lightly knocking, very lighty, like they were just tapping on it. I scream for them to identify themselves and that I would not open the door. The screen door closes and then opens again with the same tapping. Again, I yell for them to identify themselves and that I'm getting a gun. The door shuts and the tapping stops. The next day my sister mentions that her son saw a "monster" at the door. It was probably a meth addict from down the street.
Let me help some of you: normal healthy people have hallucinations. Usually just small stuff like feeling phones go off When they're not are hearing your name called. This is totally normal and healthy.
@@beeeeeeaaaaaan I've been pretty sure I'm slowly going crazy most of my life, so i agree, it doesn't matter if it's pitch black, or bright in the room, i WILL end up seeing something move that didn't, something large that isn't there, ect ect, and not JUST out of the corner of my eye, usually i will see it in the center of my vision, a.k.a i can stare at it.
One time I was watching youtube videos during the night as I was laying down and I fell asleep and as youtube continues in the rabbit hole of recomendations It stumbled on a video featuring just realistic 3D door knocking sound. Which scared the shit out of me at 3am at night. I woke up from the 3rd knock and then imagined the 4th and 5th was real. Then as I got up my headphones falled down and I saw it was just a video. :D
For me it was when someone broke into my moms house while I was watching TV. I was staying over to take care of her cause she just had an operation. I heard a loud bang and then glass shattering. Luckily I am armed and her backyard neighbor heard it as well. He is a state police officer and he came running over with his side arm. It turned out to be a drug addict who was hiding in the woods near by and had a bunch of warrants already.
We where on vacation and got a cabin, I have a hard time sleeping, especially in new places. The first night I hadn’t fallen asleep till about 6 or 7 in the morning, so my family left to go get food and such and let me sleep. It was around I woke up around 1-2pm and when I found the note my family left I decided to lay on the back patio since it was late April so it was getting warm, when I went to go open the door it wouldn’t open, I freaked out and tried to call my mom, I had left my phone inside. I sat and cried for a few minutes until I realized I didn’t turn the door handle. I then went inside to get food, I put a bottled water on the banister going to the basement, as I was searching through the bare cabinets I hear a vibrating noise and a loud crash, the the loud sqeaking the stairs made when you walked on them, I started freaking out, when I went to investigate my phone had vibrated, knocking the bottle of water off the banister, the sqeaking noise was the water slowly rolling down the last few. Let’s just say my family laughed at me.
*When you come back home and forget no one else is at home but habitually ring the doorbell and the door opens and you enter and then you realize no one was supposed to be at home.*
I was in the living room and my dad runs out of his office and says “Grandma?” He swore he saw his grandmother walking down the hall,and she did not live with us. Next morning he gets a call from his sister that his grandma had died overnight.
This happened two nights ago. So I was home alone, since my parents and my sister went to a party, and I couldn’t go because I was sick and it was night, and very damn cold. Also my room door is right in front of my bed. Remember this. Anyway, since I was sick (had a cold), I had like 2 water bottles by my side. I wasn’t doing anything, just watching TH-cam and tv. Well, after that one of the water bottles falls to the floor, but I didn’t think much of it because I have a little table next to my bed and it’s a bit crooked, but I swear, it fell like someone pushed it off. And remember how I said my door was in front of my bed? Well my fucking door knob starts turning around like someone was trying to open it, I was scared as hell at that moment. I just stayed there, couldn’t do anything and then I couldn’t sleep for like the next two hours. This isn’t the scariest thing that’s happened to me, but it was pretty scary (to me it was lol) and it happened recently which made me want to share it with you guys.
I had a legitimate nightmare (not a bad dream, but an actual nightmare) where I woke up in my bed screaming with two people holding me trying to comfort me as if I were being exercised of a demon. I felt literal, unequal terror, and I dont remember ever realizing it wasn't real until the next day. I have never been so afraid of the dark in all my life, and I'm a 38 year old veteran.
I was home alone w my baby sister and heard someone knock on the door, so I picked up my baby sister and went downstairs and was gonna open the door but the guy had broken in and we just stood there staring at each other , then he ran. He probably thought no one was home lol
When I was younger and lived at home, I remember being left at home alone for the first time (I was 15 odd, my Bro and mum went out for his 18th), I heard my brother calling me from upstairs, I went to the bottom of the stairs and called answered him thinking he'd stayed home or something. Nothing. I definitely 100% heard it, was completely sober, and was only playing computer with no headphones. Least to say I stayed downstairs until everyone was home
This happened a LONG time ago, when my mom was pregnant with my little brother. She had to go to the hospital or something at like 1 in the morning. The next day my parents weren’t there, but my Aunt was (she was there to watch me because I was a small child then) and I was so confused and scared at the same time.
I once answered the phone to have a computerised voice say “Goodbye” followed by an eerie silence, not really that scary. But one time I had to answer the door after my mum ordered pizza for us along with a shit ton of other things so I had to juggle all those things from the guy while having a quick but awkward exchange. God that was scary
A shadow person opened the door to the room I was reading a book in. We stared at each other for a solid minute before it turned around and walked away, as if saying, “sorry to bother you.”
I was home alone and had a super vidid dream about my family coming home. It was so vivid and realistic that when I woke up I was so confused that no one was actually home. I checked every room until I told myself it must have been a dream but I continued to feel displaced and sat on the couch trying to figure out how far back the dream went and what memories of that day were real. It was so disorienting and I didn't feel normal until after I went back to bed and got a normal sleep cycle in.
I was home alone because my family was out at a concert and had left me cause it was a school night. So eventually I went to bed and feel asleep feeling creeped out by a pile of cloths for no reason, I woke up two hours later and there is now music from what sounded like a music box playing in my room. I immediately ran out of my room and the noise could hardly be heard from the hall right out side my door. Needless to say I slept on the couch for a few days.
Story 1: Once while home alone at my aunts place I heard a noise come from upstairs, like as if someone was walking around. Now I knew no one was in the house other than the dog who was in the kitchen (with me) I bring scared VERY easily stopped what I was doing and listened carefully. Now the place I live is safe but it can be dangerous at times and my aunts upstairs window is not hard to get to so I was shaking. I didn't call for help but got two knifes and waited by the kitchen door for/ if the robber came down. My mother came home half an hour later to see me with a two knifes in my hands and no one was upstairs :/ Story 2: I lived in an apartment 1 room, bathroom and main room with kitchen and living room. I was home alone and had been on my phone for a good few hours. I then needed to go to the bathroom and just after I finished in the bathroom I heard the most aggressive sound of someone opening my balcony door and loudly walking around my apartment. I had left my phone in my room and was scared shitless (as always). I stayed in the bathroom until my mom and sister came home and again no one was there. I honestly don't know why these things happen. It isn't happens way too offend and I have heard multiple times people walk in my room even though no one has and I am staring at the door :v
Same! I always here doors opening or banging and footsteps and sometimes talking (I live in a condo so voices could be neighbors) I hide until my parents get home but nobody’s ever. There. Like look I don’t care if a ghost is haunting me but why you gotta scare me ghost?
Woke up with an enourmous spider right next to my face in the middle of the night. Jumped out of bed, threw a book at it and locked the room in a matter of seconds before spending the rest of the night on the couch in the living room
back when i was 8 or so i would usually feel like someone was watching me. sometimes it was so bad that i would wake up in cold sweats crying, paralyzed in fear, because i could feel them sitting on the edge of my bed. when my mom came in for prayers i would beg her not to leave. for the next six months i would refuse to go anywhere without someone coming with me, because as soon as i was alone i felt eyes on the back of my head. i kinda wanted to go to a therapist or something because i wanted some sort of reassurance that i was either right, and we could move or something, or that i was crazy, and the i could get medication so things could go back to normal. worst. fucking. time. of. my. life. the feeling still comes back sometimes, and i'm not sure what causes it. could it be stress or something? cause i would rather it be anxiety than the other option lol
My great grandma passed away for like 2 minutes. My grandma wept beside her bed and then my great grandma opened her eyes and said something along the lines of paradise, doves, angels and God.
One night when I was at a hotel (part of a two-day road trip) I remember someone trying to get into the room. Luckily, the deadbolt was securing the door but I remember the person banging the door and trying to slam it open, and being too terrified to move. They might’ve just been drunk but it was still creepy that they were so forceful trying to get in. To this day I can’t stand hotel rooms
I was always left alone in the morning in my teens, my mother and step father both left for work early. I get woken up by a phone call, says it's the police department and there is an officer outside and to go talk to him. I literally had no idea what the reason can be, but I lived in a good neighborhood so I trusted the police there. I let him in and was asking what was up and he said the police department got a call that my step father shot himself. If he had it wasn't inside since a gunshot would of woke me up, but I showed the cop the house anyway just to be sure. While I pretty calm about it all, my heart was racing and I had a big adrenaline rush over it. His truck was in the driveway which was strange since he should be at work. So I told cop maybe he was in his workshop (There was a one room building in the back yard he made wooden stuff in to sell online) but he wasn't there either. So me and the cop checked through the property and found nothing. After some time we saw him walk out of the woods like nothing happened. They talked for some time and the cop had to leave after that. Apparently an online friend called the police because he said he was going to shoot himself. My mother returned (I called her after letting the cop in) and was hysterical. After explaining he got layed off (This was 2008 and he worked construction) he said he had told the guy he _felt_ like shooting himself. My mother could tell when he was lying so she knew he actually said he was going to, especially considering he NEVER walked through the woods, we concluded he went there to do it and didn't go through at the last second. After that he got colder and grew more distant, started having affairs, and other generally negative traits. Him and my mother divorced, both agreed on it (she, fully aware of the affairs, asked if he had found someone yet, guess she was waiting so she didn't leave him on his own or something). She offered to keep ties if he wanted, but he wanted nothing of it. He cut ties even with his own side of the family. We did see an article of him being arrested for selling counterfeit goods once, so I did some online research, guess he turned to a life of crime in general after moving back to the city. A shame. I was not that fond of him since he was kind of an asshole even before the incident and I was already 12 when they got married, so he was never "daddy" to me, so I wasn't very upset about it, but I would not of wished that on him at all. The phone call and series of events because of it was certainly the most crazy thing to happen to me while I was home alone.
When I was 7. A man came to my home when I was left alone. It was probably the only time I ever stayed alone at home but. A man came over and talked to me, and i don't remember how he convinced me to open the fence door and let him in. Then Ro started barking. Ro was a rottweiler that was nearly as tall as I was in his four legs. This I remember clearly. The man asked if the dog was loose. Thing is only my great grandfather can handle Ro in the house, so when he is out. Ro is chained till he gets back. So I, in all my innocent honesty, I told the man that Ro was chained even tough he would snap the chain from time to time but, he was a really nice dog. He was chained only when daddy (great grandfather) wasn't home because he knocked the fence between us and the neighbor once. That was all true. The man just said he would come back another time and left. I never even told my family about him. I just happened to remember this history at a later age and tough it was creepy.
Was watching Grave Encounters with a friend and suddenly something fell in kitchen (only 2 of us were in the house), we paused the movie and sat still for like 3 mins trying to comprehend the situation, then i decided to check the kitchen and saw a colander and water on the floor The thing is... Colander was in the sink at first..... like how is this even possible?
Last year, for about 2 weeks, every night at 12AM ish, I'd hear someone knocking on my bedroom window (same amount of knocks each night) for about 10 minutes, i sleep on the second floor, and there are no trees or anything near my window that could've been knocking on it. It sounded exactly the same as when you knock on glass with bare knuckles. Eventually i got sick of being scared, so i grabbed a knife and opened the window to see who/what was knocking on my window every night. BuT there was nothing there. I told my mum and she went outside, but she couldn't see anyone either. That carried on for about one more week, and then suddenly stopped. I haven't heard it since. But 3 weeks after that, the exact same thing started to happen to my friends. One of them lives 10 minutes away from me, the other lives 2 hours away?!
First time staying home alone overnight, I was 16. Someone broke in, started screaming at me, cussing, blocking my way to get out and such. (He was a mentally ill family member that I hadn't seen in years.) I called my brother sobbing after I somehow distracted this guy. My parents came back home, escorted the guy out, no on got hurt. I'm 22 now and cannot stay alone overnight. I have panic attacks whenever I'm home alone. I'm constantly on guard and it's exhausting and terrifying. My boyfriend and I just bought a house, and it's gonna be a hard change for me being in a new place.
9:31 that is a *_damn_* good horse; they better have given the horse tons of love and treats after everything had settled
OmegaUltima 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼
totally made up story
@@Kakunkeittaja and where is your proof of that supposed "fact"? Is it the standard _"because I said so",_ or the _"no animals I've been around are fond enough of me, or even smart enough to know when to protect, so thus nobody else could possibly have such connections with animals because I am the very image of compassion and kindness etc etc etc"_ spiels that are oh so very often used by wannabe (and spectacularly failing at being) edgelords?
Doesn't matter which, you've already set yourself in that category with that absolutely useless and unsupported first impression of a post, so there's clearly no need to pay you any further attention
@@crpineo ok
OmegaUltima Nah, it fake.
Once I was animating and I sneezed and although I live alone, I heard someone yell, “Bless you!” I legit screamed and fell out off my chair. A minute later and some people knock at my door, they explain that they heard a blood curdling scream, I explained what happened and one of my neighbors starts laughing, he explains he heard me sneezed and yelled bless you.
I forgot how thin the walls were.
That's golden
This need more likes lol
10:12 I legit thought my computer was about to electrocute me and almost cried
yesss that scared the shit out of me
XD instantly came to the comments checking what it was
@@youcalled9382 same bruh it's scared the shit out of me
FUCK THAT
I shit myself it was so loud
10:12 i hate you so much i was actually so scared omg
Same, I went to that part because of so many comments about it, it startled me wtf
I legit freaked out
Silliest yeah same. I was watching while talking a bit to my older sister. Nearly jumped lol.
Yeah I had to rewind to make sure it was just the video and not a freakin haunting lol
why is everyone scared it sounded like a little fart to me-
Wow that hypertensive hallucination was actually terrifying.
For me, our front bathroom and my parents bathroom share a very thin wall. I can often hear someone opening and closing drawers in their bathroom when I’m home alone, and when I go to check the bathroom is empty and the cupboards untouched.
Tristan Neal you just reminded me of that! I’m my old house there were two bathrooms right next to eachother. Just divided with a wall. When I was in my bathroom I would always hear someone rustling around in the other one, and no one was ever in it
Nooooo why did u guys have to write this 😭😭 I'm so scared now
10:12 okay that noise made me jump why the hell did you put that in
Watching this at 2am and that scared the shit out of me
Oh thank god I paused just when that happened I got startled so bad I had to go back to make sure it was actually in the video and not something I did haha
Same thought it was only me who heard that
I doubt it's there on purpose, probably a glitch they didn't catch while editing
Ashley Wolf scared the fucking shit out of me
**Sees that it's 1A.M and notices that I'm home alone**
Me: This seems like a good idea.
How do you just notice that you're home alone ya tangerine
Dude same! My parents are away right now and they said they’d be back at 6 but if you look it’s 7:22 so save me
Lol same.
It's 12:29 for me
Seems legit
*When you’re home alone and you sneeze then someone says "god bless you"*
Funny thing, my family was weird... We'd never lock the windows. So this one day, this exact thing happened to me. I was home alone, just getting out of the shower. I sneeze a couple time and from my living room I hear "Bless you!". I rush over, and there he is, my brothers friend, a family friend. He knew we left the windows unlocked and just hopped right in, thinking my oldest brother was home because he wanted to play video games with him.
@@curli7288 you must have shitted bricks
@@maximumforce8275 not exactly, in time we got used to him just showing up unannounced, it was basically as if he was part of the family at that point.
Oh naw
Be polite and say "thank you" like most gentelmen!
I was drunk. Had a tazer. My friend put a glass bottle of sprite in my freezer. It exploded. Walked over to the freezer. And tazed my freezer.
My friends were laughing there ass off.
This needs way more likes 🤣
You were right to taze that freezer. Never know when that icy bastard might pull something
@@misterspiderthemagnificent9268 might pull a runner
@@zee-ef2kj or turn into a deceptacon
Oh my god 😂
The funniest one was the one about the person jumping around waving arms and yelling giberish
Seconded
Agreed. And i hope if someone breaks in, and i act like that, they run. And they don't murder me.
'cause while I'm quite strong for my age, (i can quite easily knock my older and stronger brother over) i will NOT survive an actual attack.
Unless I'm very lucky
DaGangstaKing one time I came home super stoned from a party that involved some good sticky icky, I didn’t remember I came home, so when my sister opened my door in the morning I shot up in bed stared at her with furious intensity and screamed *”FUCK OFF!!!”* in instant fight or flight response
That was fun.
Btw she was surprise terrified and closed the door quickly
Anyone else jump at that weird noise on the nursing home one?
Omg i died
@@michaellopez3591
My heart stopped and I met God
I thought it just me
I froze up. I was terrified.
ICantThinkOfAUsername I THOUGHT IT WAS JUST ME
Okay, I've got one.
So, I was 19, living on my own for the first time (had roommates the previous year), and I had taken great pleasure in decorating my place. I even had this cute little wooden "Welcome" sign on my outside door (this will be important later). I'm a night owl, and had just gotten into this horror tv series called "The River," so naturally, I had stayed up late watching the latest episode. In it, the main characters were all mysteriously blinded, and followed by these hulking grey creatures, unbeknownst to them, obviously. This was seriously creepy, but I thought, "I'm a grown ass woman, not some paranoid child. I can handle a little horror content." So, I finished the episode at around 1:30am, and I figured I'd take a quick shower before bed. So I hopped in the shower, and when I closed my eyes to rinse my hair, I imagined these hulking grey things surrounding me like in the show. I laughed at my overactive imagination, and carried on with my shower. The thing was, it was storming outside, the kind of storm that tended to cause damage. So, just as I started to rinse my hair for the last time, the storm knocked the power out. Okay. Now I can't just open my eyes and prove to myself that these creatures aren't there. In fact, it's almost like I'm blind. Like the characters on the show. But, it's fine. This isn't the Amazon, this is northern Ontario. I'm fine. I laughed again. I dried off. And then, the banging started. Now, my bathroom was right next to the outside door. As in, I couldn't leave the bathroom without passing the outside door. And now, it sounded very much like someone was banging on my outside door. Forget the creatures, someone is trying to break in, I'm not imagining anymore! So I huddle on the bathroom floor, terrified, listening to this incessant hammering and trying not to cry. I sit there for quite a while. The banging is still going on, but no headway is being made. I'm starting to calm down now, and soon, the noise just stops. The storm is still going on, the power is still out, but maybe, just maybe, it's safe to leave my bathroom. I step out. I peek through the blinds on the door. Nothing. I sigh in relief. He's gone. I'm safe. It's 3am now, and I have class in the morning. I go to bed, and eventually, I sleep. The next morning, I wake up, and get ready for school, wondering what I'll find when I step outside. Will there be evidence of the attempted break in? I was a little excited at this point. So, I step outside, and notice that that cute little "Welcome" sign isn't on my door anymore. It's on the ground. And then I realised. There was no "attempted break in" after all. As the storm picked up, the wind must have picked up my sign, and repeatedly slammed it against my door. It stopped when a gust of wind came that was so strong, it picked up the sign from its hook, and dropped it on the ground. And, I had spent an hour cowering on my bathroom floor because of some wind.
TL;DR Nothing happened, and I'm an idiot.
Amanda Lambkin i’m sorry i’m not reading that whole thing. can you give a brief summary?
@@Lauren-vf4ft look at the bottom of the text man.
hey, i'm glad you realized it was nothing, but in the future, if you're in that situation again, and it really could be someone breakin in or something, your first reaction needs to not be to lay on the ground of the bathroom and start crying for an hour and a half, ik it's scary and stuff, but you gotta at least call the police, get a weapon, or get your bf or whoever to go check it out/ be strong because doing nothing will get you hurt, i've seen it, hope this helps.
@@thekamotodragon I thought of calling the police, but I didn't have my phone in the bathroom, and as I said, I couldn't leave without passing right by the door. As in, in clear sight of whoever was on the other side. I didn't know what their reaction to seeing me might be. I thought, if they think no one's home, maybe they'll just take my tv and laptop, and leave me alone. That was probably stupid, but I was a stupid kid. I like to think that eight years have made me slightly less of a waste of human skin. Thanks though.
Shadow maker 7 Создатель теней 7 ok but i still wanted to know some details.
One time I was home alone and I smelled toast being made. I was scared because I was only twelve and paranoid. This sounds dumb cause what robber would make toast but who cares. I sat there freaking out and I finally worked up the courage to go downstairs and see what was happening. It turned out that before my sister left for her work she started making toast, forgot about it, and left. You have to manually stop the toaster so it just got burnt and that's why I smelled it all the way in my room. My toaster scared me.
Phan and Ryden are Life I once read that smelling burnt toast is also a sign of a stroke and that’s where I thought this post was going lol glad you’re ok m8
Oof
@@biddyberd why the hell do you smell burnt toast before a stroke
@@moonlobotomy9061 I think it's because your senses freak out during and before a stroke ig
ya bro if you're older than 20 and you start smelling toast anytime that it would be inappropriate to start smelling toast then you gotta call an ambulance right the fuck now, because that's a stroke or some other rapid-onset brain problem, I've seen it before, it's crazy.
The scariest thing that can happen while being home alone is not being home alone
yep
Delete yourself
That means you weren’t home alone but you thought you were
Floorboard: *creeks*
Me: 😂✌️ Im out
😂😂✌🤧
Problem is for mw every single board in my house creaks
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Sometimes when I'm home alone I hear the phone ringing in the other room, and when I go to get it, it's not ringing.
Fedora Eagle Wut
but did the lights flicker on and off?
@Dagan Ward
It's probably one of those weird hallucinations that happen when u have a healthy mind or something idk
Sometimes I swear I can feel my phone vibrate in my pocket but when I check it there's nothing new. Must be a spasm or something.
@@jimpickens4 it's a thing a lot of ppl get
Was alone in my house and I heard a sneeze. Said bless you and a male voice said thank you. Scanned the house with a knife and never found anything.
just a polite ghost man no need to be agressive
To Victoria
I canny tell if this is a shitpost or some wee shitebag writing a fake story to get likes. It's a shite story and you should consider never saying anything ever again.
Sincerely, Jamalius Jameriqui IV
Victoria Whitcomb
Why would you say bless you?
@@ieatscousers6443 exactly
Crumpet Snail wasn't even thinking. Just said it as a knee-jerk reaction
11:34 You think midnight is late? [laughs in college student]
This is too relatable, you’re scaring me
Exactly what I was thinking, but also
“Man, if midnight is late to nOrMaL people...
How late is staying up till 3:30am (or occasionally dawn)?
@@YourNeighborhoodCaat I stayed up until 4: 42
[Crys in middle school]
@@kurtcobain3727 {laughs on couch}
Was home alone I dropped my phone it hit my foot and it went under the couch I left it their for a sec. I go to pick it up and it wasn’t their. Sent looking around my house for around a hour. Found it in my room. Still don’t know how it got in my room. Will never drop my phone again.
Temporal anomalies
Secret cat maybe?
That happens to me all the hecking time. I dropped my phone under the table once, bent to get it, but it wasn't there. Appeared in my mother's room, which I NEVER go into unless I'm turning the house upside down to find something. It's weird.
Honestly I’d be out of there. Not dealing with that shiiiiit what the heck :0
Must be a ghost.
Running away is overrated
Why would you run when you could jump on a horse and GALLOP away
Omg I’ve never gotten so m ay likes and I’m freaking out thank you so much!!😭😭
That was some Victorian shit there
Little Red B. lmaoooooooo😂😂😂😂😭😭
WHEEZNF
Good thing the horse sensed the bad atmosphere and put itself between the two to protect its owner. Smart cookie.
@@TheOriginal_Unaleska Probably he next things he was gonna do was turn his butt towards the guy and kick him.
I was home alone with my 3 yo (does that count?) and also pregnant.
We were in my room at the back of the apt. She left to go to her room (to the left) but looked toward the living room (to the right) first. She then turned around with her eyes huge with fright and said "there's a man in our house." Wtf. My blood ran cold, I grab my phone, dialed 911, and hovered my thumb over the call button. I peak around the corner and see nothing. I slowly enter the living room with my eyes and ears on high alert. Nothing. All the front rooms are empty and the door and windows are locked.
I went back to my room and ask my 3 yo what the man looked like. This is how she described him...
"He had long black hair with a feather in it, he wore boots, and...HE HAD NO FACE..."
Needless to say, I had her sleep in my bed that night.
what. the. fuck.
Sounds like me when I was that age lol
It's said that kids hallucinate creepy shit when their mind is developing, so it was probably that
I live alone in a 4 floor building that used to be a hospital before. I'm the only resident, with the occasionally visiting parents and brother. The landlord keeps the keys in my house, since no other room has still been renovated and is still an abandoned hospital, without any equipment or furniture. My landlord lives states away and has me take care of the building, you know cleaning and stuff, in exchange for a reduced rent. One night, I was walking up the stairs to my floor (I live on the 4th floor), and I saw a light turn on in a locked room on the 2nd floor. It was the old ICU, which still had a broken bed and a non-functioning medical ventilator. I checked the security cameras (which I had installed in the lobbies of all the floors, with the landlord's permission). No one entered or exited the room ever. It was impossible for anyone to do so, since the only keys to the room are in my safe, which was untouched.
I never found out what happened. It still chills me to this day, thinking about it.
Utkarsh Kumar quite sure this is fake buddy. Stop lying. Also, this does not make you cool. You living in an ‘ abandoned hospital’ idiot.
@@waspliver7275 It's about as believable as you being an asshole. So, no doubt.
lmao i thought your pfp was lancer from deltarune omg im laughing so hard (im not high i swear)
@@waspliver7275 I DO LIVE THERE. Stop being one of those idiots who screams "FAKE" AT EVERY GOD DAMN THING! I don't live in a western country, I live in a third world country, where a lot of people do live how I live like. This type of situation often does happen to people who don't live in a country that can afford to waste. We reuse resources. The building is not creepy or derelict like those haunted hospital videos because I take care of the building. The landlord is a family friend who had let me live there as they have retired from being a doctor and a hospital owner. My house on the top floor is actually really nice, with 5 bedrooms, 4 TVs. I am really tired of everyone always calling me a liar online, because every one of my real friends knows the truth about me.
@@monkeybread3217 No, it's just something I doodled in Photoshop a few years ago. I like Deltarune, but I'm not that much of a fanboy, ya know.😅
Guy almost got his child kidnapped because of wanting to smoke a joint 10/10 parent
Opposite, he was out working on a car, he saw what happened BECAUSE he wanted to smoke a joint.
Lord Fudge Packer Mc Gooberson *Guy saved his kid from getting kidnapped because he wanted a joint
Parent 100
Actually, the child was saved because he was smoking a joint.
1:22 I would pay money to see that.
4:32 At first I thought it might be a prank, but the disappearing pictures made me think that - short of being haunted - it could only be hallucinations.
5:10 Yup!
7:41 That's creepy. I thought might have been a fault with the doorknob, but you can't argue with physical evidence...
9:43 You know things must be bad when both you and your horse freak out from pure instinct.
And you forgot 10:12
10:12
eyy, cool beans free heart attack
C' thulu so true
It's not that scary,baby.
holy motherfucking shit I had an heart attack
Gene Hawthorne it’s scary when you’re wearing earphones and your volume is on max
10:12
I'm sorry but WTF WAS THAT NOISE?!
Headphones now don't work!
*squek*
That's the noise robots make when they nut
@@sizlakc6082 Ahahahahaha
I had just been doing work on my computer and thought my speakers were busted. I replayed that part of the video like 5 times to make sure it wasnt on my end.
5: 11 Not calling the story fake but does the way the 911 responder reacted seem really strange to anyone else? The whole infrared thing is weird (but for all I know it's normal) , but what's really off is telling her to go outside when someone's trying to break into her house. Like, telling the police she's being assaulted would not help her at all until they got there because they were already responding to her location. I know the dog would interfere the the infrared, but couldn't they just tell it's a dog? Am I missing something here?
Yeah it does seem strange but idk I've never called the police before
Operators aren't supposed to hang up. They're supposed to remain on and get updates every once in a bit.
Yeah. They're not supposed to hang up on you.
I was thinking maybe they did that because there was a serial killer and that was the area where he hunts ? But yeah i didn’t buy it until maybe the end.
also, instantly sending a helicopter sounds a bit weird too, is that normal to just send police helicopters to houses in America?
First off, 10:13 legit made me scream because my earphones are fake ones and I thought I got electrocuted
Edit: my earphones are rip offs from eBay because my family’s poor
Edit: I don’t even know how my mum finds them but they’re like a fiver so I just roll with it
??? Like they don't exist lol?
No they’re rip offs from eBay
I have some jlab headphones idk wtf they are but I thought the same thing
T h a t s n o t h o w e a r p h o n e s w o r k
Idk, they’re just not the same as the proper ones
My scariest moment, I wasn't home alone, but everyone was downstairs. I am 11 and LOVE music boxes. So, I hear music coming from (in my favorite classical song) the other room, and think its some ghost. My step-grandma walks out and says she heard nothing. (She apparently was the only one not downstairs) Keep in mind, my father had just gotten engaged, and this was my first time spending the night with her. Fast forward, and this time she comes to visit us a bit after christmas, and gives me a present, and its a music box/snow globe, playing the exact music I had heard. She said she was looking at music boxes for me, and listening to them, trying to find the perfect one, and when I asked, she tried to play it off like she didnt know what I was talking about.
Now this probably isn’t too creepy for most people but one time I went to take a nap and my bedroom wall is basically right next to the hallway. The house is pretty old so you can hear what’s happening on the other side of the wall. My apartment is the only apartment on the top floor so no one ever goes up there except for me, but that day I could hear someone coming up the stairs. Which was the first thing that made anxious little me nervous. And then it happened: Someone tried to unlock my door. For a few minutes. I was too terrified to go to the door so I couldn’t do anything about it. They only left when my neighbor came home and started walking up the stairs to his apartment. They came back a few hours later and tried again, this time they left sooner. And since then nothing has ever happened but holy moly. I’m a young, not very strong woman with an anxiety disorder in her first apartment, I slept with one eye open for a few weeks after that and still get nervous when someone is in the hallway. 🤷🏻♀️
I know the feeling, I once looked outside at 3am to see someone in my backyard, I convinced him to leave when I chambered a round as loudly as I could in my open window. I recommend a cheap pump shotgun, not for shooting but for the sound it makes when you pump it, that should scare away most people. If firearms aren't legal in your country/city I would go for pepper spray, a dog, and or a baseball bat. Anyways thanks for the story and stay safe.
@@CedarSmoke14 Jesus Christ man that isn't good advice.
@@jwsndjejek466 To each their own, there is more then one way to skin a cat. Though I am curious, what would you suggest?
@@CedarSmoke14 I recommend a firearm but not just owning it but learning it. Just racking the slide isn't going to scare off people that want to hurt you. You must be willing and able to use it .
@@jwsndjejek466 That is a excellent recommendation, but when I suggested the pump shotgun I hoped that learning how to use it and having the will to defend yourself with it was implied. What I meant to say is that the sound of a racking pump shotgun in my opinion would indicate to anyone trying to breaking in, that someone is inside, armed, loaded, knows you're coming and is ready to defend themselves. I think that anyone would think twice if they heard that pump sound coming through the door they are trying to break into. It's a message that other guns like a cocking double barrel or .38 special just can't send as clear. That's why I suggested the pump shotgun over other firearms, the racking sound speaks a universal language and it says "GO AWAY OR DIE!" very clearly. Now if the OP is a "not very strong woman" like she says she is, maybe a shotgun isn't the best for her in a firefight, but a pump shotgun may allow her to scare away the intruder before she needs to start shooting.
Ladies. Trust your gut. ALWAYS.
K
I can never trust my gut. If i did, i would be running from literally everything. Including this message.
Mustache Merlin
Men make up 70% violent crime victims and are twice as likely to be a victim of a violent crime than women. They're worried as well. Everyone should trust their gut
Ali A intro bass boosted is playing, then I remember I left it on my computer and forgot to pause it (the 10 hour long version on TH-cam)
The earrape version that plays for 10 hours
One time, I was asleep, until I suddenly heard the words
*_1, 2, O-Oatmeal_*
How are you everywhere
kirby is a p-ink guy
Egg
WAN
TOO
OAOATMEAL
BECAUSE KIRBY IS VERY CUUUTE
The pepepopo man
One time I got home from school and was just chillin with my 2 dogs; I take the bus home and my parents usually get home a couple of hours later, so there’s a good chunk of time where I’m alone. Anyway, I hear someone walk up the driveway towards the garage and the dogs go crazy with barking, but they stop when they hear the person leave. Usually it’s a package or something and the mailman leaves the package in the garage (which is always left open; I live in a pretty safe neighborhood and we don’t have to worry about the weather normally), so I wasn’t concerned at first. Just to be safe though, I usually listen to see if they walk back down the driveway, regardless of who or what it is. I didn’t hear anyone walk back down from the driveway, but didn’t think anything of it until I notice that the dogs weren’t backing down. After 15 minutes or so with the dogs still on high alert, I figured something was up and (very stupidly) opened the kitchen door (which leads directly to the garage) to scan the garage just to be safe. At this point the sun was setting, so the light wasn’t very good, and I hadn’t turned the light on before checking. Peeking my head out of the door I look around and don’t see anything peculiar until I’m about to close the door. In the darkest corner of my garage, there was an (assuredly homeless) guy, silently sitting there, watching me. It was clear that he wasn’t all there, and, looking back on it, I’m convinced that he was on drugs or severely mentally ill. Being the idiot that I am, and somehow being so freaked out that all of the adrenaline preventing me from thinking straight, I confront him. He asked if he could come in, and after being refused, requests if he could just chill in the garage for another hour or so. Still refused. After a short exchange of strange conversation, he sauntered down the driveway and I proceeded to call my dad, not knowing what else to do. He was a few minutes away from home at that point, so he came home and we ended up calling the police and giving a rough description of the guy (it wasn’t too accurate because the best view I got of him was in my dark garage). We weren’t updated on the case or anything cause I didn’t want to be involved in it anymore, but I’m assuming he was caught and got help or something. It’s been over a year and I haven’t seen him since thank god, so it was most likely taken care of. It was a weird evening.
TLDR; probably drugged homeless guy hangs out in my garage when I’m home alone, tries to have me let him stay there, and walks away when I refuse. Police were called, and I have no clue where this guy is now.
That's really freaky and not to lecture you but your family should stop leaving their garage up. A rlly common way of break-ins is to break into a car and steal the garage opener and then just get into the garage, close it, and bang open the garage connector door to the house so it looks like nothing is happening on the outside. My family installed a pinpad lock on our garage door because we left it unlocked and unchained all day to come home easily. The locker can be switched to always open or always locked and we just keep it on always locked and all know the keycode. Your family keeping ur garage up just kinda gives super easy access to break in during the day.
Also yeah I live in a relatively safe neighborhood too, til a year ago some asshole down the street started selling drugs and now we have a TON of strangers in and out of our secluded area and a lot more weirdos. U dunno what your neighbors intentions are I'd be worried lol.
Average Cat Person where I live, garage doors are pretty rare. It’s a lot more common to just have a sheltered (but open) area to keep the rain off your car, and the connecting door is secured with a deadbolt and the like.
Edit: it’s more of a car port than a garage, and I discovered we don’t even have a garage door in the first place. Go figure.
Honestly, I hope the guy is okay. From the sound of it, he was just a guy who was down on his luck and needed a place to stay for a bit. I mean, I completely understand and agree with your decision to get him to leave, but I do hope he's alright.
12:10 *HOW DID YOU FIND MY ADDRESS*
yes, that's a Heathers reference
Omg i Frickin loaf heathers
the guy probably sent him "notspyware.exe" and the kid probably opened it lol
@@chaosgod1338, I guess you could say it *deans* a lot to you?
Lmao I used to like heathers a lot (I still do) but I’m REALLY into Hamilton now. Do you like Hamilton?
@@malaizze hecc yea i used to cosplay as the characters alot but now I'm in the BMC fandom
Probably shouldnt be watching this home alone at night
It's not spooky. It is more just people being dumb, no demon/murderer stories.
EĊHÖ Ahaha yep
I'll tell you Mine:
I was watching this video an got a tiktok ad.
WHOA WTF!?
Omg I got so scared when it showed up
Oh my god
*shudders*
I read this alone at midnight, and forgot my window was open. I just wet myself.
I'm not gonna say anything creepy, but I've got something funny for you that happened not long ago today. So my parents left, I went on my computer and booted up discord. Chatted for like 4 hours till it was 1am. Parents still weren't back.
Just joined an exclusively four-people vc missing one person, joined in with messages for a while.
Then my friend wanted to join so we moved to a vc that could handle 99 people.
Thus the madness began.
First, a few people joined, and we decided to do a sort of mini karaoke. So some people sang. People joined.
Then we got one of the music bots and played some music. People joined. People left. People requested music.
So we were blasting a lot of Panic! At The Disco, and High Hopes came on.
I didn't want to leave the vc but I didn't want to listen, so I got the genius idea of getting the other music bot to play more P!ATD over High Hopes.
Thus chaos ensued.
At first, it sort of synced, in a weird sort of way. Then came the choruses.
Oh my god. It was as if Satan and Tash and whatever evil god you believe in had descended. And then all the people (there were about 50 people by now) started screaming and yelling and flooding the main text chat with messages and laughing and oh my god
I laughed at the music. I laughed so hard I couldn't breathe. I laughed so hard I cried out all my week's supply of tears. I couldn't stop. I was gasping for breath. Every time I managed to stop, I just kept beginning to laugh again. oh god
Now it's 3am and my lungs feel shredded and my eyes sting from all the tears.
It was a beautiful moment. It was wonderful. It was magical.
Would do again 1000000000/10 would recommend to a friend 100% very pleased with service
-new cry level achieved! congrats!
please try adding "I write sins not tragedies" and "high hopes together". Start "I write sins not tragedies" after the very first line he sings in High hopes.
Make sure to do it in a very loud and obnoxious discord vc (it wasnt like that before, but mean people joined)
Good luck, and warning: you may cause permanent damage to your lungs laughing.
L L 😂😂😂 another p!atd fan
Me, home alone: Time to watch a video about scary things that happened when people are home alone!
IKR LOL 😂
Ok, I’ve got one, I have no idea how to explain it and I know how fake it sounds but I swear it’s real.
So, if you know anything about Native American legends, you might’ve heard of skinwalkers. They’re evil witches and spirits that turn into animals or people to cause harm. Well, at the lake I spent the majority of my childhood we have another name for them: Deerians. The story goes that when settlers first came to the lake they encountered an oddly hostile tribe of natives, and the settlers got tired of them and tried several times to ambush or attack the village but it was always abandoned, instead inhabited only by deer. Sometimes they never returned home, and they’d be found days later, mauled to death by something, but the only tracks they could find near the body belonged to a deer.
But that’s not my story.
My dad and I were going canoeing down to the river that connected to the west side of the lake because my cousin had gone down that way earlier that day and saw a bald eagle nest and my dad and I wanted to see it for ourselves, but as we approached the river we saw this doe, and she was acting really weird. Like, she didn’t run away from us and was actually acting really hostile. And as we got closer the more you could tell this deer was just wrong. It kinda looked like some kid had read about deer once in a book then drew one from what little he understood. My dad and I got so close we could almost touch her but then she just wandered off this jerky, disjointed walk into the woods. My dad and I decided she wasn’t that much of a threat, probably just a deformed deer.
Anyways, not much long after my dad and I were paddling down the river and I heard something rustling in the tall grass to my right. My dad didn’t notice but I kept listening, and then the thing in the grass whispered, giggled, then scuttled off into the underbrush. I was kinda surprised but didn’t know what to make of it so I just kept my mouth shut and kept paddling.
We eventually stopped to rest and we were looking for the eagle nest when we noticed that the forest around us had gone totally quiet, then all around us there was whispering and hyena-like cackling.
My dad and I noped the fuck out of there and after we were out of the river we were catching our breath when someone or something threw an arrowhead at me, kind of like they were trying to mock me, and when I looked back at its source all I saw was a buck walk into the underbrush. It was the most unnatural and creepy thing I’ve ever experienced. Ever.
It's 2 am and your story scare the shit out of me thanks
It doesn't have to be real. After all, were watching this video for entertainment
I’m home alone, why am I watching this
Good luck not being terrified by every little noise alive
Same :(
Me too
Oof why?
Don't worry, we got your back. Well, not literally like that kid behind you right now
the creepiest/scariest thing i had was the minecraft ambient noise.
MOOD
also the entirety of *that* music disc.
you know the one
@@Ardorstorm yeah dat music disc 11
Sure, I've got one:
So this was back at the start of high school (middle school by American standards I think) and it was one of the rare days that I was allowed to stay home sick, since my mother is pretty strict about attendance, and figured that if you're healthy enough to play video games, you're healthy enough to go to school. Never mind the metric shit ton of tissues I'd have to constantly blow my nose with in class...
Anyway, back on topic... This time was apparently bad enough to warrant me staying home according to mum, so you can imagine how sick I was. I was feeling in a pretty fucking vulnerable state at the time. And to make matters worse I had only just reached the age where my parents felt comfortable enough to leave me at home alone, so it was like the third time I'd ever experienced that.
So as I'm watching TV in the lounge room, I notice movement through the blinds on the window. I can see the figures of two men dressed in black moving around our garden. Me being alone and sick as fuck, I internally freak out. But I keep an eye on them as they pass by the window and around the side of the house. I follow them from room to room since all the blinds are shut, so they can't see me.
Eventually they are standing out the back of the house, and since the back door is the sliding glass type, it doesn't have blinds, so in order to stay hidden, I hide in the kitchen and duck behind the kitchen counter. I even grab a kitchen knife, and just hide, waiting for whatever happens to happen. They don't approach the door, they're just talking out the back at this point. So I grab the phone from the counter, and call my mom. I tell her there are two men dressed in black outside the house...
And then she starts apologizing profusely because apparently she'd forgotten to tell me that dad would be showing a man around the back of the house that day to get a quote for fixing the septic system. One of those men was my dad, and the other was a man from the septic company. I have bad eyesight, but at the time it wasn't bad enough to warrant wearing my glasses all the time, so I couldn't make out who they were from that distance, and I could only see their figures through the blinds.
So I was just there, crouched behind the kitchen counter with a runny nose, a phone in one hand, and a kitchen knife in the other, feeling like a complete fucking twat.
I walked into my room and stepped on my sister's Olaf doll and it talks and I have never experienced this much pain and terror.
This is the funniest shit I've read in these comments.
So I wasn’t completely alone because my brother was upstairs in his bedroom at quite a distance, but I knew I was the only other one there, and the only one downstairs. I went downstairs and headed into the kitchen to get something to eat, but heard something like footsteps making the floor creak, so I stopped in the hallways. The noise stopped. I kept walking and heard it start again but it sounded as if it was coming from the laundry room (just to the left of the kitchen, covered by a curtain). It creeped me out a bit, so I stopped in the kitchen and kind of stared towards the laundry room waiting. The noise stopped, so just as I realized it must be me making the floor creak- I hear footsteps again, before I even had the chance to move. It sounded like heavy footsteps, like someone wearing boots was slowly walking in the laundry room. I wanted to see if someone was inside but I was too scared to lift the curtain, so I ran upstairs as fast as I could and got my brother. He came down with a bat and we searched the whole house. All the doors were locked. We never found anyone, and I never heard it again. But to this day, I’m still sure I heard something.
I wasn't alone but it was just me and my little brother and it had just gotten late. So I was downstairs making a sandwich and I heard the door that leads to the garage being violently shaken. Like someone was really trying to force it open. I ran over to the door with my mayonnaise knife and I noticed that the doorknob was being turned quickly and I freaked out. I went upstairs to get my brother and when we came back down the door wasn't shaking anymore and I called my parents work numbers so they both came rushing home (we didn't call the police. They told me to call the police but I just didn't). They got home, checked the whole house and there was no sign of any break in. The garage door itself was still closed and the side door was still locked. There was no way anyone could have gotten to that door at all. There was no way anyone was there. Turns out I have Schizo-affective Disorder and it was just a hallucination but damn man that shit was terrifying
I got one!! This was almost 3 years ago.
I just got home from school (I lived in an apartment at the time so remember this!) and I was doing my usual routine (having a snack letting my dog out, etc) it was a pretty normal day. My sister usually picks me up from the bus stop which was quite a walk away. After she had picked me up we walked back to my house and then my mom came home, they left to go get dinner so I decided to stay home. I was just watching Netflix on my TV when there was a knock at the door, me being 11 I was terrified. I slowly turn off the TV and grab my dog, I tell myself that the knocking will stop and its probably just a package. It didn't stop, in fact it got louder, almost like banging now. I get scared obviously so I just sit on my couch crying. I then notice that the door knob starting moving and jiggling like someone trying to get in. I grab my dog and RUN into the bathroom and call my mom, I tell her what's going on and she says its going to be ok. After that she tells me that shes going to call the apartments main office (this is where the bus drops me off, right in the front of it) I say ok, I was crying at this point and SHAKING, she calls me back and tells me that the office said said it was the fixer guy trying to come in to fix our dishwasher, I sigh in relief and go and let him in. He obviously notices I was crying but doesnt say anything.
So yeah i freaked out the fixer guy and thought he was trying to break in :)
Fixer guy was kinda creepy for starting to bang a giggle the door like wtf 😂
Kinda weird he was so desperate to get in. Break in just to fix stuff? Usually they just leave and call to come back later right?
@@DiscoGoesOn5067 yeah, he had a key too. Idk how but I was just super scared
@@panzerkrieg3509 I know! You would think he would call the office and tell them we weren't home.
When I was younger, I was in my moms bed watching tv with her before I went to bed. Her door was open, and you could see pretty much the whole upper floor through the doorway. As we're sitting there watching tv, there was a man with a red plaid shirt, a toque and some jeans on, he looked like a lumberjack, he comes walking up our stairs, turns the corner, walks down the hallway and walks into my sisters room. It was so unnerving because he just had such a calm, collected appearance. He was looking down the whole time, but it almost looked like he didnt have a face. Me and my mom both immediately got up out of the bed and she led the way into my sisters room. All the lights were off, she was asleep in her bed, and the guy was nowhere to be found. We both remember it happening and have the same stories to this day
Prod. SlapHappy wtf is this slenderman
@@lucasbenson7500 Honestly theres no other explanation. Slender man confirmed
I was eating spicy food and I think I inhaled some at 10:13
I got one. Once I saw a very small figure in the bedroom window, he tapped once and I looked outside. Nobody was there. I lay back in bed thinking it was rain or something. After a a couple of seconds, I heard two taps on the window and the figure moved away again. I started freaking out. I hid under my cover, trying too sleep until I heard THREE taps on the window. I was gonna shit myself I was so scared. I looked out the window to look down at the window on the roof of my living room to see my mum watching TV. I walked to the bathroom, looking in the mirror to see if my face was blurry. (I do that to check if I'm seeing things) then I saw a shadow moving behind me. I stood still but the shadow still moved. It wasn't my shadow. I heard feet tapping the floor four times. I turned to look down at my mum's dog, Teddy. He was making the noise the whole time. I was such a scaredy cat. My dog was lying beside the window, hitting it with his tail and the reflection was him lying down. But still, why did he come up to watch me?
Link_Woof I was going to say a similar thing happened to me. One night something knocked on my window. I looked but saw nothing there. This happened a few more times. I started covering my window with a blanket. My mom would get upset because my room was very dark in the daytime. So sometimes I would walk into my room and the window would be uncovered. Seeing the window uncovered at night would send chills down my back as I didn’t know who or what kept knocking on my window.
I once woke up to find my pants levitating above my body. I'm fairly certain it was a ghost due to the ectoplasm..
Try reconnecting lol
Bro u lagged
That happens when you are too horny
Bruh 😂
Lie..? Do you have proof.
OMG that first story...same thing happened to me. It was early morning and I heard someone trying to get in my door. I damn near flew out of bed when the first lock of two unlocked. As a woman living alone I was in full panic mode. I ran to the door and relocked it just as they got the second lock unlocked, then put on the chain as well and yelled "How do you have keys to my door!".
Turns out the building I lived in had an unreliable elevator, and they were trying to go to the empty apartment above me to do renovations, but the elevator let them off a floor early.
They had my keys, and keys to all the apartments because the person unlocking my door was the landlord.
My door was labeled, they just didn't take notice of it.
As for scariest story...I was waiting for a game to load...one of those fb connected games. It was taking a bit and suddenly heard a noise behind me. it's weird that it's' like it didn't register at first...I heard it twice before finally realizing on the third time that it was the sound of a child saying "mommy".
I don't have kids, there are no kids here. I hear it again, louder...right behind me. I sit there paralyzed in fear...then just turn around quickly before I can change my mind.
Nothing there. Then I hear it behind me again...I'm facing away from my computer, and my computer is at a wall. I turn back and its coming out of my speakers. I crank the sound down until it is almost off...no sound can be coming out...and yet I hear it again.
I turn my speakers off completely and just sit there...it stopped.
The game is still loading.
Found out some time later that the building next door, in the direction I was originally sitting, lived a little girl. She snuck out one morning to watch the 'big kids' get on the bus and got hit by a car and died. No one lived in that building since before we had moved to the block (but since then its been renovated and people live there now) so it happened years before, probably when I was a kid.
Oh and in the same room I heard a dude say "Good night" as I was getting ready to go to bed. I left the room in terror (though it seemed a friendly enough gesture) and watched as my cat looked at and sometimes flirted with something invisible close to the ceiling in that room.
I'm sitting in that same room right now. Eeek
What's with the screech at around 10:13 or 10:15?
No one fucking know it scared the shit out of me
I can't find the reddit thread or I would post there. I was watching my niece and nephew, just sitting on the couch while they were sleeping. Suddenly I see the screen door open but thankfully not the actual door, and then the sound of someone lightly knocking, very lighty, like they were just tapping on it. I scream for them to identify themselves and that I would not open the door. The screen door closes and then opens again with the same tapping. Again, I yell for them to identify themselves and that I'm getting a gun. The door shuts and the tapping stops. The next day my sister mentions that her son saw a "monster" at the door. It was probably a meth addict from down the street.
Let me help some of you: normal healthy people have hallucinations. Usually just small stuff like feeling phones go off When they're not are hearing your name called.
This is totally normal and healthy.
But is constantly seeing things, 6+ times a day, normal and healthy?
Galactic Rose
I’m going to say no. Not a doctor though so, do what you will with this
@@beeeeeeaaaaaan I've been pretty sure I'm slowly going crazy most of my life, so i agree, it doesn't matter if it's pitch black, or bright in the room, i WILL end up seeing something move that didn't, something large that isn't there, ect ect, and not JUST out of the corner of my eye, usually i will see it in the center of my vision, a.k.a i can stare at it.
@@Galactic_Rose That is concerning. Please consult a qualified mental health professional.
That means im not crazy? Noic
One time I was watching youtube videos during the night as I was laying down and I fell asleep and as youtube continues in the rabbit hole of recomendations It stumbled on a video featuring just realistic 3D door knocking sound. Which scared the shit out of me at 3am at night. I woke up from the 3rd knock and then imagined the 4th and 5th was real. Then as I got up my headphones falled down and I saw it was just a video. :D
For me it was when someone broke into my moms house while I was watching TV. I was staying over to take care of her cause she just had an operation. I heard a loud bang and then glass shattering. Luckily I am armed and her backyard neighbor heard it as well. He is a state police officer and he came running over with his side arm. It turned out to be a drug addict who was hiding in the woods near by and had a bunch of warrants already.
We where on vacation and got a cabin, I have a hard time sleeping, especially in new places. The first night I hadn’t fallen asleep till about 6 or 7 in the morning, so my family left to go get food and such and let me sleep. It was around I woke up around 1-2pm and when I found the note my family left I decided to lay on the back patio since it was late April so it was getting warm, when I went to go open the door it wouldn’t open, I freaked out and tried to call my mom, I had left my phone inside. I sat and cried for a few minutes until I realized I didn’t turn the door handle.
I then went inside to get food, I put a bottled water on the banister going to the basement, as I was searching through the bare cabinets I hear a vibrating noise and a loud crash, the the loud sqeaking the stairs made when you walked on them, I started freaking out, when I went to investigate my phone had vibrated, knocking the bottle of water off the banister, the sqeaking noise was the water slowly rolling down the last few. Let’s just say my family laughed at me.
The scariest part is you forgetting how to open a door. Super spoop.
Sometimes when I'm home alone, I hear my mom yelling my name. It's really creepy and there's never anyone there.
That's quite normal, as long as it doesn't happen over 10 times a day, you should be good 👍
Same I get scared as dude
Man I hear my dad call my name when he actually didnt when hes home.
*When you come back home and forget no one else is at home but habitually ring the doorbell and the door opens and you enter and then you realize no one was supposed to be at home.*
10:12 you're checking in the comment section to see if anyone else heard it, aren't you?
OriginalRecipe yes
Yo at the 10:16 Mark my phone made this horrible screeching noise 😰
Same scared me lol
Mine too
You mean *10:12**?*
It was 10:13
Pretty much everyone got that
The one where the woman came back to life wasn't creepy, it was miraculous!
I love to imagine that first one just..
'GEHAHHAHEE' *frantic jumping and flailing arms*
I was in the living room and my dad runs out of his office and says “Grandma?”
He swore he saw his grandmother walking down the hall,and she did not live with us.
Next morning he gets a call from his sister that his grandma had died overnight.
This happened two nights ago.
So I was home alone, since my parents and my sister went to a party, and I couldn’t go because I was sick and it was night, and very damn cold. Also my room door is right in front of my bed. Remember this. Anyway, since I was sick (had a cold), I had like 2 water bottles by my side. I wasn’t doing anything, just watching TH-cam and tv. Well, after that one of the water bottles falls to the floor, but I didn’t think much of it because I have a little table next to my bed and it’s a bit crooked, but I swear, it fell like someone pushed it off. And remember how I said my door was in front of my bed? Well my fucking door knob starts turning around like someone was trying to open it, I was scared as hell at that moment. I just stayed there, couldn’t do anything and then I couldn’t sleep for like the next two hours. This isn’t the scariest thing that’s happened to me, but it was pretty scary (to me it was lol) and it happened recently which made me want to share it with you guys.
7:30 that story is straight up creepy.
Last time I was this early, Justin Y was still irrelevant!
Lol
I had a legitimate nightmare (not a bad dream, but an actual nightmare) where I woke up in my bed screaming with two people holding me trying to comfort me as if I were being exercised of a demon. I felt literal, unequal terror, and I dont remember ever realizing it wasn't real until the next day. I have never been so afraid of the dark in all my life, and I'm a 38 year old veteran.
I was home alone w my baby sister and heard someone knock on the door, so I picked up my baby sister and went downstairs and was gonna open the door but the guy had broken in and we just stood there staring at each other , then he ran. He probably thought no one was home lol
When I was younger and lived at home, I remember being left at home alone for the first time (I was 15 odd, my Bro and mum went out for his 18th), I heard my brother calling me from upstairs, I went to the bottom of the stairs and called answered him thinking he'd stayed home or something. Nothing. I definitely 100% heard it, was completely sober, and was only playing computer with no headphones. Least to say I stayed downstairs until everyone was home
That's quite normal, as long as you don't hear it 10+ times a day you should be good 👍
This happened a LONG time ago, when my mom was pregnant with my little brother. She had to go to the hospital or something at like 1 in the morning. The next day my parents weren’t there, but my Aunt was (she was there to watch me because I was a small child then) and I was so confused and scared at the same time.
I once answered the phone to have a computerised voice say “Goodbye” followed by an eerie silence, not really that scary.
But one time I had to answer the door after my mum ordered pizza for us along with a shit ton of other things so I had to juggle all those things from the guy while having a quick but awkward exchange. God that was scary
Opal Wolf 👏👏 truly the most terrifying story ever
A shadow person opened the door to the room I was reading a book in. We stared at each other for a solid minute before it turned around and walked away, as if saying, “sorry to bother you.”
I was home alone and had a super vidid dream about my family coming home. It was so vivid and realistic that when I woke up I was so confused that no one was actually home. I checked every room until I told myself it must have been a dream but I continued to feel displaced and sat on the couch trying to figure out how far back the dream went and what memories of that day were real. It was so disorienting and I didn't feel normal until after I went back to bed and got a normal sleep cycle in.
I was home alone because my family was out at a concert and had left me cause it was a school night. So eventually I went to bed and feel asleep feeling creeped out by a pile of cloths for no reason, I woke up two hours later and there is now music from what sounded like a music box playing in my room. I immediately ran out of my room and the noise could hardly be heard from the hall right out side my door. Needless to say I slept on the couch for a few days.
Story 1:
Once while home alone at my aunts place I heard a noise come from upstairs, like as if someone was walking around. Now I knew no one was in the house other than the dog who was in the kitchen (with me) I bring scared VERY easily stopped what I was doing and listened carefully. Now the place I live is safe but it can be dangerous at times and my aunts upstairs window is not hard to get to so I was shaking. I didn't call for help but got two knifes and waited by the kitchen door for/ if the robber came down. My mother came home half an hour later to see me with a two knifes in my hands and no one was upstairs :/
Story 2:
I lived in an apartment 1 room, bathroom and main room with kitchen and living room. I was home alone and had been on my phone for a good few hours. I then needed to go to the bathroom and just after I finished in the bathroom I heard the most aggressive sound of someone opening my balcony door and loudly walking around my apartment. I had left my phone in my room and was scared shitless (as always). I stayed in the bathroom until my mom and sister came home and again no one was there.
I honestly don't know why these things happen. It isn't happens way too offend and I have heard multiple times people walk in my room even though no one has and I am staring at the door :v
The first one sound like a rat or something, the second could be the weather but is still really creepy
Same! I always here doors opening or banging and footsteps and sometimes talking (I live in a condo so voices could be neighbors) I hide until my parents get home but nobody’s ever. There. Like look I don’t care if a ghost is haunting me but why you gotta scare me ghost?
@@faith_the_fangirl2944 Omg xd like can't our ghost like not scare us?? Xd
Sofia Sofa exactly I swear Im a start dousing my house in freaking holy water I swear
10:12 I'm watching this in bed and it's dark in my room. I almost fled the house.
Woke up with an enourmous spider right next to my face in the middle of the night. Jumped out of bed, threw a book at it and locked the room in a matter of seconds before spending the rest of the night on the couch in the living room
back when i was 8 or so i would usually feel like someone was watching me. sometimes it was so bad that i would wake up in cold sweats crying, paralyzed in fear, because i could feel them sitting on the edge of my bed.
when my mom came in for prayers i would beg her not to leave. for the next six months i would refuse to go anywhere without someone coming with me, because as soon as i was alone i felt eyes on the back of my head.
i kinda wanted to go to a therapist or something because i wanted some sort of reassurance that i was either right, and we could move or something, or that i was crazy, and the i could get medication so things could go back to normal.
worst. fucking. time. of. my. life.
the feeling still comes back sometimes, and i'm not sure what causes it. could it be stress or something? cause i would rather it be anxiety than the other option lol
While everybody else freaked out @ 10:12 I just remained sitting calmly as I subconsciously accepted my fate.
A man with a creepy smile was standing in the doorway.
Kirby music keeps playing
I farted and I panicked and could not unlock the door
My great grandma passed away for like 2 minutes. My grandma wept beside her bed and then my great grandma opened her eyes and said something along the lines of paradise, doves, angels and God.
One night when I was at a hotel (part of a two-day road trip) I remember someone trying to get into the room. Luckily, the deadbolt was securing the door but I remember the person banging the door and trying to slam it open, and being too terrified to move. They might’ve just been drunk but it was still creepy that they were so forceful trying to get in. To this day I can’t stand hotel rooms
Me: *hears noise while home alone*
Me: If you're here to kill me and you know it clap your hands
*clap clap*
10:12 Goddamit I though my I pad was about to blow up or something
No views and 35 likes?
*YES*
The video is so good, it gets likes before someone even watches it LMAO
I was always left alone in the morning in my teens, my mother and step father both left for work early. I get woken up by a phone call, says it's the police department and there is an officer outside and to go talk to him. I literally had no idea what the reason can be, but I lived in a good neighborhood so I trusted the police there.
I let him in and was asking what was up and he said the police department got a call that my step father shot himself. If he had it wasn't inside since a gunshot would of woke me up, but I showed the cop the house anyway just to be sure. While I pretty calm about it all, my heart was racing and I had a big adrenaline rush over it.
His truck was in the driveway which was strange since he should be at work. So I told cop maybe he was in his workshop (There was a one room building in the back yard he made wooden stuff in to sell online) but he wasn't there either. So me and the cop checked through the property and found nothing. After some time we saw him walk out of the woods like nothing happened.
They talked for some time and the cop had to leave after that. Apparently an online friend called the police because he said he was going to shoot himself. My mother returned (I called her after letting the cop in) and was hysterical.
After explaining he got layed off (This was 2008 and he worked construction) he said he had told the guy he _felt_ like shooting himself. My mother could tell when he was lying so she knew he actually said he was going to, especially considering he NEVER walked through the woods, we concluded he went there to do it and didn't go through at the last second.
After that he got colder and grew more distant, started having affairs, and other generally negative traits. Him and my mother divorced, both agreed on it (she, fully aware of the affairs, asked if he had found someone yet, guess she was waiting so she didn't leave him on his own or something). She offered to keep ties if he wanted, but he wanted nothing of it. He cut ties even with his own side of the family. We did see an article of him being arrested for selling counterfeit goods once, so I did some online research, guess he turned to a life of crime in general after moving back to the city.
A shame. I was not that fond of him since he was kind of an asshole even before the incident and I was already 12 when they got married, so he was never "daddy" to me, so I wasn't very upset about it, but I would not of wished that on him at all.
The phone call and series of events because of it was certainly the most crazy thing to happen to me while I was home alone.
When I was 7. A man came to my home when I was left alone. It was probably the only time I ever stayed alone at home but. A man came over and talked to me, and i don't remember how he convinced me to open the fence door and let him in. Then Ro started barking. Ro was a rottweiler that was nearly as tall as I was in his four legs. This I remember clearly. The man asked if the dog was loose. Thing is only my great grandfather can handle Ro in the house, so when he is out. Ro is chained till he gets back. So I, in all my innocent honesty, I told the man that Ro was chained even tough he would snap the chain from time to time but, he was a really nice dog. He was chained only when daddy (great grandfather) wasn't home because he knocked the fence between us and the neighbor once. That was all true. The man just said he would come back another time and left. I never even told my family about him. I just happened to remember this history at a later age and tough it was creepy.
7:42
Damn, I would have passed out.
But who broke in? Im so lost? XD
Elsa PR
Random person, I guess. Someone who saw the house, thought it looked rich, and put effort into getting into it.
Me: *hears last story*
Anxiety: OwO "Better cover up those cameras"
Me: ... help
Thats my secret cap...
Im forever alone
10:12 had me almost swallow my fork
Don't swallow forks. Swallow what's ON a fork.
Silly kids.
*watches this at night and other dank doodle memes.
*Sees that it's 4: 42 and my routine is to get to sleep at 8 and wake up at 6*
Was watching Grave Encounters with a friend and suddenly something fell in kitchen (only 2 of us were in the house), we paused the movie and sat still for like 3 mins trying to comprehend the situation, then i decided to check the kitchen and saw a colander and water on the floor
The thing is...
Colander was in the sink at first..... like how is this even possible?
2:51 wait my state exists
I forgot Wisconsin was a state haha
Well its basically hoth from star wars with cheese so that might have something to do with it
_The wifi stopped working_
Nnnnnnnnnnoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!! Not the WiFi!!
Last year, for about 2 weeks, every night at 12AM ish, I'd hear someone knocking on my bedroom window (same amount of knocks each night) for about 10 minutes, i sleep on the second floor, and there are no trees or anything near my window that could've been knocking on it. It sounded exactly the same as when you knock on glass with bare knuckles. Eventually i got sick of being scared, so i grabbed a knife and opened the window to see who/what was knocking on my window every night. BuT there was nothing there. I told my mum and she went outside, but she couldn't see anyone either. That carried on for about one more week, and then suddenly stopped. I haven't heard it since. But 3 weeks after that, the exact same thing started to happen to my friends. One of them lives 10 minutes away from me, the other lives 2 hours away?!
First time staying home alone overnight, I was 16. Someone broke in, started screaming at me, cussing, blocking my way to get out and such. (He was a mentally ill family member that I hadn't seen in years.) I called my brother sobbing after I somehow distracted this guy. My parents came back home, escorted the guy out, no on got hurt. I'm 22 now and cannot stay alone overnight. I have panic attacks whenever I'm home alone. I'm constantly on guard and it's exhausting and terrifying. My boyfriend and I just bought a house, and it's gonna be a hard change for me being in a new place.