Yeah. He said it went on for 45 minutes. That’s insanely scary. What if the old man just snapped and grabbed one of them and ran off? This could’ve ended up with Zach being raped and murdered, jesus.
@@Renegadetothe64th I honestly wouldn't be surprised if the guy they encountered was the Green River Killer. He killed like 30 people in the 70s-00s and he did most of them on Washington State. His M/O was he would kill prostitutes and bury them in the woods.
A long time ago I volunteered in my middle school to be a crossing guard. I got shat on, but at least I got to leave my last hour early and chill outside with a friend. One day a older lady came and pulled up to me, saying my mom was sick and I needed to get in. She somehow knew my name, but not that my mom was dead for years. That fucked with me in more of a spooky, ghost sort of way than a kidnapping way.
Had kidney stones when I was 11. I pissed blood, thought I was dying. I went to my mom, who's religious, and asked if she thinks God has Nintendo up in Heaven. The next day I get out of the ER, she bought me Conker's Bad Fur Day.
@@ThrowAway-xs8ti wait, hold on. I'm intrigued. Is pissing blood a normal thing for your ethnicity and why is it that way? You've aroused many questions, lol.
The fucking sad thing is nearly every person has had a close call with a creep as a kid. Makes you wonder just how many scumbags are lurking out there.
I've never been unsettled in the woods, I love nature and I used to explore the woods all around my house as a kid. I stopped hunting about 2 years ago after the scariest moment of my life. I was hunting in a deer stand at my grandfather's land. I nodded off about 3 hours of just taking in the lay of the land. I woke up at 11 I got up and gathered up all my stuff from the chair and about that time I felt the ladder shake. It wasn't me rustling around, it wasn't the wind, something was on the ladder. I yelled "Hey!" and I heard something slam on the ground and bolt. This stand is about 15 feet off the ground and I know goddamn well that no one can make the fucking jump without busting their ankle. Before I could get my flashlight to see what was going on I hear this thing hauling ASS through the woods. I didn't move for about an hour and then I called my brother to bring his gun and a truck. I haven't gone hunting since and I don't plan to.
My scariest life experience happened around 2-3 years ago maybe, (I'm 16 now) happened when I was home alone for an entire 24 hours because my mom was in the hospital, and my dad along with my grandparents were with her busy making sure my mom wasn't gonna fuckin die and all that. So, It was probably 3-4 A.M. and I was sitting in my basement, (it's where I have all of my videogame consoles) minding my own business looking up a walkthrough for a particularly difficult section in Max Payne 3 when all of a sudden, I hear the back door being messed with. Keep in mind, it's literally at most 20 feet away. I freeze, fucking terrified, and stare at my door for god knows how long. Silence. I slowly get up, walk towards the door, because there is a "hidden" gun cabinet like 3 feet to the right of it. I try to get it open, it's locked. I go to the stairs to get to the main floor as quietly as I can, and at this point, my heart is about to fucking explode. My hands were shaking while I ran them across the guard rail on the way up, and I felt like I couldn't breathe. I see nothing strange in the kitchen; it's what the stairwell connects to. I grab this big ass kitchen knife from my silverware drawer and head to the living room. *CREAK* I get this fucking awful sinking, dread-filled feeling and I scramble over to hide behind my couch. I'm nearly in tears at this point and I wouldn't be surprised if I looked like I saw death itself. I stay there for maybe, like, 4 minutes? Then I hear faint, nearly dead silent footsteps coming from down the hall that is connected to the living room. I actually start crying, but I cover my mouth and nose so I don't get fucking murdered, or god knows what. The light goes off, and he sounds like he's heading for the front door. I look above the couch and see this long, wide shadow coming from across the room because the TV was on. It moves to the right, and I hear a click from my door. I get up as quietly as I can and peer through the window. I see a ghastly, overweight silhouette staring back at me, with glasses. It was none other than Peter freaking Griffin.
I probably *gave* someone a rather scary experience, as I once stumbled home from a bender with my friends and drunkenly mistook the 3rd apartment floor for the 4th, where I lived. I tried opening the (wrong) apartment door with my keys, but they didn't quite fit, which I by then attributed to me simply being a runk spaz who can't open up a door anymore. So I fiddled with the goddamn lock for like 10 minutes, swearing all the while, before remembering "Hey, your roomie is probably home" so I started banging on the door and yelled "*Name of my roomie* you asshole, I know you're in there, open the fuck up" and generally behaved like I was trying to kill whoever lived inside there. No chance in hell the people inside there didn't wake up from the ruckus if they were at home. Only when I tried to ring the doorbell I realized that the names on there didn't quite match, and I hurried away feeling more ashamed than I ever had in my life. My unfortunate neighbours (who I later learned had two young kids) never mentioned anything about that, but the next day I put an apology note and a box of chocolates on their doormat.
When I was around 7 or maybe 8 I was invited to a classmates party on a rural property surrounded by trees. We were playing the usual party games, but then the parents told us to go hide in the trees surrounding the property because we were gonna play kiss chasey. I have no fucking clue what ended up happening, I just remember running through trees in the dark while someone’s dad tried to kiss me. I thought it was a false memory for a while, but brought it up recently and it turns out my friends also share the memory.
I had a close encounter with a nonce when I was like 12 years old, but I was very lucky. He was a crusty 50-year-old dude with rotting teeth that guarded the entrance to the apartment building I lived in. He never touched me or anything because there were security cameras in the hallways but one day he started getting very pushy, trying to convince me to "trust him as a friend/invite him to my apartment". He followed me up close as I walked towards the elevators and gave me his phone number to "call him if I ever feel lonely". I pretended to be okay with that so he'd leave me alone, but when I got to my apartment I called my mom and told her what had happened. When she came back from work she saw the guy at the entrance and basically made hellfire rain on him. He also got not only kicked out but blacklisted from several other buildings.
A friend of mine once told me that his young niece went walking off by herself while his family was in the park. His sister quickly noticed and brought her back. This would have been nothing, but a woman immediately came up to them and told them that a man was watching/slowly following alongside his niece on a parallel trail, and he walked away really fast when her mom eventually showed up to grab her. It was scary shit. Keep an eye on your kids, folks. A lot of kids go missing every year.
I’ve got a short one. When I was maybe nine or ten I was taking my dog outside and my neighbor works for a trucking place, and one of his co-workers was there for some shit. He was walking back to his truck when he noticed me and he said “hey c’mere” and got a dog out of his truck, I would assume so I would go and see it with my dog and he could take me or whatever. I wasn’t a dumb kid and knew it was fucked up so I picked my dog up and ran back inside and told my mom. She got really pissed and went over to my neighbors house to shoot the guy or some shit but when he saw her coming he pulled out of the drive way and drove off really fast. That’s how I knew his intentions were fucked up
The main piece playing throughout is by Rachmaninov, called "Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini in A minor", and particularly I think it's one of the later movements. I forget.
Age 16, I was housesitting for friends, on my own, for a week. The first or second night I was there, the dog got up from sleeping next to the couch, where I was trying to doze, and he started growling at the front door. It was the kind with a window at the very top, and I kept expecting to see a face or shadow from there, but, nothing. A minute or so of the dog still on edge, and I think I heard the mail slot hinging open, like someone was looking in.
my dogs do that shit all the time and i fucking hate it. but every once in a while my dog gets really fucking jumpy and loud and he will not stop till we open the door but each time we do he just looks outside for 5 minutes not taking his eye off something like he is trying to make sure whatever the fuck he heard or saw out the window dont get closer and because its dark as shit i can never see it myself so i always shit myself wondering what did he see or hear its the worst at the dead of night because my area has no street lights so its so like looking into a black void each time.
Actually had some kids about to just walk into my grandmas house years back. I saw something through the opaque windows next to the front door and when I opened it, they had already opened the screen door and the one had his hand out towards the main door handle. They were definitely about to just come inside
They lied and said they were doing a project and that my house was like an old mayors house from the 1800s. I knew they were lying because my great grandfather built it in 1947. I just told them to fuck off but I called the cops once I noticed they had gone through our shed about 5 minutes after they left. Cops got em but they were kids so nothing happened
One of the biggest mistakes is going into the woods at night here in Washington. It's terrifying. I walked maybe a half mile from my friends house once, and something was walking along with me in the woods. They even ran around a huge obstruction and were still next to me as I was running home. I still don't know what the hell it was, but it was breaking tree limbs following me.
I routinely go and stargaze at night here in washington, initially its a bit scary, but you get used to it, but sometimes when the fog is just right, it plays tricks on you see figures in the distance, your rational brain tells you its just trees and bushes, but you cant help yourself.
One time I slept out in a national park in a hammock. All night I could hear creatures of the dark stalking through the brush. I lay there clutching my flashlight and machete in absolute fear. Not fun lol
Im not a native english speaker but this guys and Sleepycast really helped me with overcoming fucking pandemic and the end of the world and my english too
I don't run at night often anymore because of the chase response of dogs. Once they establish you as prey it's a lot more difficult to back them down and sometimes just takes a ten-minute showdown to figure out who's the prey and who's the predator. And if i have to kick them that sucks. Most are just hyperactive pets who don't get enough play time and find a way out, not hardened strays hunting for their next meal.
One of the creepiest encounters I’ve had so far was when I was 14 and I was on a school trip to a local water park. My friend and I were about to get in line for a ride when an Indian man came up to us. Now I was 5’3 at the time and this guy was at least two inches shorter than me. He mumbles something in a very thick accent, so I asked him if he was in line in case we had accidentally butted ahead of him. He says no. Then, I kid you not, this dude tries to steal a tip out of PrankInvasion’s handbook. He asks me to play a game of rock paper scissors, and not catching on I agree, thinking it will make him go away. He wins and says, “I win you lose. That means I get to kiss you.” In my shock all I managed was “uh, what?” He repeated himself and before I could say anything he puckered his lips, closed his eyes, and leaned in. Still in shock, he was less than an inch away from my face before I walked away as quickly as possible. I didn’t want to overreact so I brushed it off as no big deal when we joined the rest of the group on the ride (huge mistake in hindsight, btw, dude should have been reported since there were tons of kids, in bathing suits mind you, at the park). Anyway, the ride we go on is called “The Lazy River” and you float in tubes as a jet stream pushes you along. At one point the ride split into a fork and I ended up getting separated from all of my friends. Farther down the ride I look around and see the same guy a few metres away, watching me. Since there was no one I knew near me, and I was still in a bit of denial, I just pretended to ignore him and, slightly more concerned now, searched for my friends. The ride finally ended and I eventually met up with them at another area of the park. I feel stupid for not saying anything to the teachers or water park staff, as he could have gone after other minors. Hopefully since he was in public and didn’t try at all to hide what he was doing, someone caught him and got a staff member.
CrispTomato94 Are you a female? I’m reading this in a guy’s voice and it’s not making much sense because of that, considering Indians usually look down on homosexuality.
I’d gotten molested when I was like seven or eight by my moms ex’s dad and didn’t realize what had happened till years later. It didn’t traumatize me since it was so fast and the guy played it off so well at the time. What made it so scary to me when I realized was thy a family friend knew of him and warned me and my sister that hes a predator and it still didn’t click in my head what he’d done to me. I’m sure the old fuck is dead by now though
I know this comment is 4 years old adn a lot of has happened between then and now, but I hope you're doing much better after that realization. It's disgusting a man like that could walk freely around kids while adults knew what he was. You're a pretty brave dude for speaking out about this even if it's just through a comment on a TH-cam video.
jesus that's so scary. that was my worst fear as a kid. i didn't live in a tornado prone area i lived in fucking massachusetts lol but i was terrified of the idea of tornados. glad it sounds like it didn't hit your building
My earliest scary memory was when I was around 5 years old. My imagination was incredibly vivid and wild at that age, and I would often see incredibly weird and out of place things for a child of my age. (Aka, a grown man in a suit walking next to me, people looking at me from the sky, etc). Either way, one night, I had left my closet door open, and I was suddenly awoken by the sound of screaming and slamming on my closet door and walls. It was a pile of screaming hands and faces pleading for them to help me. Immediately, I had screaming for my mother and father to come in and help me, and, of course, they did. That night, I was rocked and lulled while I continuously saw the mass of creatures in front of my closet, only to have that situation subside in the morning. I’m not sure if it ever happened again, but that is the closest memory of a situation like that I am able to remember.
N Word Children have a very strong seventh sense. I'm not even bullshitting you. I saw shit like that literally all the time when I was a child. I was told they were night terrors throughout my whole childhood. Me and my mom remember one event very vividly, when we were staying in my aunt's attic bedroom. I had started screaming at the window and telling something to go away, and when my mom asked what it was, I said "It's the imager! The imager! It wants me to climb out of the window!". My mom still tells that story to guests, as she found it so spooky, but ultimately put it off as a night terror. Years later, I found a book about Wiccans and their various spirits and rituals while I was browsing through the library. I just picked it up and flipped through it because the cover was interesting, and just happened to stop on page thirty seven. It was about the malevolent trickster spirit known as "The Imager", and it was known to lure children in high places to fall to their deaths. My fucking stomach rose to my throat and my blood immediately ran cold. Jesus fucking Christ I still get nervous chills when I think about it. There is literally no fucking way to explain that.
My scariest experience was falling through a floor board when I was 5-7. It’s not the experience itself that was scary (my leg had a few hairline cuts) but hypothetically, if the boards were really weak, I would’ve landed on a solid concrete floor from a pretty high distance
My dad has a story like that, he was 12 and lived in a run down part of edmonton at the time, it was about 10am, him, his brother, and his 2 sisters who are all about the same age were running around a abandoned and unfinished house. They were on the second floor and there was this spot where there was just rotten planks covering the floor and they dared him to jump on it, he did and he fell straight through the planks, smashed through the moldy flooring of the first floor, and smashed his head against the concrete in the basement, he remembers laying there fading in and out of consciousness for hours, he remembers briefly seeing his siblings standing over him then running away. He woke up, and it was dark out, he walked home not fairing any lasting injury it seemed but when he got home which was like a 7 minute walk it was midnight. He didn't tell his parents what happened and he got in trouble for going missing all day. But what really passed him off was that his siblings did nothing about it.
My only good/bad experience with a pitbull is at my friend's house as he owns one and that dog is crazy but at the same time the sweetest damn dog ever. He'll go out of his way if he sees me to come by me and lick me and if i'm sitting down, he'll jump on my lap and just sit down. But one time I went over, I opened the door and the dog was there (his name is spencer) and was barking a bunch as dogs do whenever some one is at the door and i kindly put my hand out to him and he was still barking and whatnot so he actually lept out and bit my hand. It hurt really fucking bad and was bleeding a lot but as soon as he did it, he immediately stopped barking, but his tail between his legs, and had his ears down and tried coming next to me. Course I walked past him and went to the bathroom and washed my hand off and got a band-aid. I went by him afterwards and pet him a bunch but that was my only bad time with a pitbull. After that however I couldn't use my left hand for about a week or so as it hurt too bad to even slightly touch stuff with it. Masturbating was a challenge.
Probably one of my favorite clips from the podcast, all of these are such horrifying stories I just can’t help but come back and listen to them every once and a while
@@lilpichu107 train hit us and fell over, and when the smoke cleared my dad was at the center in between me and the train with a glowing aura around him. I think he was drunk.
In 2014, I'd been taking care of this stray cat who'd come to our backyard for food and attention. He's a real sweetheart, who will sit in your lap and give you hugs and kisses if he knows he can trust you. You could tell he was abandoned and not a neighbor cat, because he would come sit on our backstep for hours, even at night or in bad weather. So, when I started noticing him sitting out there at night, I'd feed him and sit out there with him in my lap. I'd even take naps while cuddling him. That Summer, I started hearing these horrific shrieking-animal sounds in the dead of night; loud, piercing, and bone-chilling. It was definitely not a raccoon or a possum, this thing sounded predatory, possibly canine. Fearing for my cat, I started sitting on the backstep with him _all night_ to protect him. One night, the shrieking was way in the back of our backyard (something like 36ft away, idk I'm not good at eyeballing measurements) while I was sitting with my cat, and I warded it off with the sound of my voice, while I held my cat in my arms. It had to have been either a fox, or a neighbor's dog that had gotten out, because that was the only Summer we heard from that thing. Thankfully, I convinced my parents to let me adopt the cat, though it took until Winter of that year. Now I get to spend hours in a comfortable chair with my Spotty cat, safe and sound.
This is an old comment sorry, but it was most likely a fox. I get them in my garden in Summer, they make noises like that to attract mates but it genuinely can sound like a human being screaming. It's scary as hell to be woken up by it, the first time I heard it I thought a woman was being attacked outside. I'm glad you got to save the cat and give it a warm home
@@ScumEditShack Yup. The silly angle is the POV you get when you lay back in a chair, and he stands on top of you and rubs his face on your face. Often, he'll wrap his front legs around my shoulders and neck, then just snuggle his face against my face, while loafed or flopped on my chest.
I dont hear my name come out of peoples mouth very much unless its specifically me. Seth is one of those rare names that arent really rare but you only seem to know one of them
thats me there are at least 5 of us edit: ive since changed my name from seth and have gone by something else for a while now but i still somewhat consider it to be "my name" in a way, so it still has that factor of "whoa, zach's saying my name"
My name only appears in the context of English Kings and fantasy games so I've got that going for me. I always start beating on my chest like a chimp when I hear someone actually say my name in a video.
Scariest things for me are nightmares. There's this nightmare I've been having since I was a little kid where I'm in a car by myself in the passenger seat and the car will start driving by itself. Scariest thing: me and my 3 siblings all have had these nightmares.
I actually was in a car with my two siblings (I was a baby) and the car started rolling downhill by itself (my mom had forgot to put on the handbrake and left to go buy diapers) my sister was the eldest at the time so she figured if she pulled the handbrake she could stop the car, she did so and we are all alive to this day.
A month ago my friend and I were walking to my car on a road in the woods in a national park in california. It was very dark and we heard an animal in the bushes to our left. We jokingly were like oh shit what was that and when we shined our phones over there we realized it was a fuckin dude standing there in a reflective jacket and as we passed he kinda slinked behind this tree that was way too small to hide him. We ended up walking fast to the car and he didn't follow us but if we weren't together we'd definitely get mugged or worse.
That pic in the beginning, I remember those videos! They were so funny but I can’t find them anymore. I think it used to be called “oh Eugene”. Man I wish I could watch those videos again.
Once there was a homeless guy behind some trees when me and my buddies were out in the woods - he was giving us this blank stare and wasn’t even moving, but he tracked his head towards us when we tried to get past him. Ended up going back and doubling around, and he was gone. He had tried to follow us when we dipped but he had lost us, for whatever reason
So when I was around 15 or 16 I stayed over my friends house, and we're walking around like 2 am outside to Burger King, and as we're walking a white van passes, turns around, passes again, turns around, passes a third time, when we realized what had been going on we jumped behind some bushes as the van now parked across from us at Burger King at this point is facing us with it's high beams on. We hide inside the bushes for about 15 minutes trying to figure out if he sees us or thinks we fucked off and finally he drove away for good.
The worst one by far though happened when I was like 22 -23, me and a few friends are at the taco bell drive through in a shitty neighborhood, there's cars in front and behind us so there was no room to back out or tail it, this homeless guy with bulging eyes walks up to the window I was sitting next to and stares at me and I try to ignore him. As I look at him though I realize his dicks out and he's jacking off, and in his pocket was a rather funky looking shiv, I try to ignore it but he bangs on the window desperate for my attention and then finally when the car in front of us moved up we sped off
My scariest moment was when I was in middle school. I was up late as fuck playing TF2 to farm weapons and get bullied by people who were better than me. My houses 2nd floor is like a balcony so from my room you can hear everything downstairs. So like when someone starts fucking with the back door at night you can clearly hear it. It could’ve easily been a dog but I don’t think the dog would focus on the door knob as much as just scratching the door. So I go out of my room and flick the upstairs lights on and as I said it’s a balcony so you can see it from the downstairs. When they come on the noises immediately stop. The next morning I go into the backyard and see that this pool room that’s only accessible from the backyard was open when I had 100% closed it up. What ever was at the back door had gotten in there and thrown a few things around but it didn’t look like anything was gone. Now as I said it could’ve easily been a dog but there weren’t any new scratches on the door when i checked so it could’ve been a person too. And if that was the case the way they were going about trying to enter the house scared me. Most robbers have easier and more subtle ways of getting in but this guy was just going crazy on the back door. He was unpredictable.
I was playing hide and seek with a bunch of buddies from college in our fraternity house and it was my turn to be the seeker. I walk out into the main hall with the lights off. Once I turn the corner I hear a *CHI-CHIK* noise and on my left I see the dark sillouette of one of my brothers standing straight in the middle of hall holding a fucking gun. I duck into the nearest room (thank god it happened to be open) and lock it. After about a minute I went back out and peaked around the corner and he was gone. To this day I legit have no idea why the fuck he did that.
I remember I used to have a serious fear of dogs as a kid, and once my Dad drove us down to a private fishing lake (one way in one way out), and after a couple hours my Dad gives me some cash and sends me to go get some snacks from a nearby gas station, and as I'm just walking down the gate we came in through, there's the owner of the lake's house. And the moment I get close, four HUGE either Labradors or German Shepherds suddenly spill out of the doorway and surround me barking. And pretty much Chris' experience with the pitbull happened to me, I just locked up instantly, tried to make myself as small a threat as possible. And they let me pass and get my mountain dew in peace. Then I couple years later I managed to get lost in Manchester and ran into a stray pitbull in the middle of the night. That was fun.
The creepiest things I can recall happening to me all involved cars lol. I grew up in an area I would call "semi-ghetto", like, my neighborhood was kind of above average for the area (and had an elementary school attached to it) but the city itself was/is pretty shit (Allentown, PA if people are curious). Anyways, there are three occurrences I can recall involving vehicles. First was when I was really young, maybe 8 or so and I was in my neighbors front yard with their son (he was probably like 5 or so), his parents, and their next door neighbor. Well, this old school van with tinted windows and curtains on the side/rear windows pulled up and just kind of sat there for a minute or so, presumably watching us, before driving off. If it were just that it wouldn't of been so worrisome, however it drove by another two or three times in the next ten minutes or so. Eventually my friends mom asked if I knew who it was and upon saying no, we got moved to the backyard. Second scary situation was when I was coming how from my Grandfather/mother's place (they lived very close by) after going up there to swim. Rode my bike back home alongside the busy street they lived on, about 10 seconds or so after turning off of that rode on onto the one my house was on, a couple cars crashed and slammed into the sidewalk where I just passed. Not nearly as creepy as the van, but definitely a "oh shit, I could of been dead" moment. Third strange situation happened when I was bike riding home from playing up at the elementary school with a different friend. I was probably 12 at the time, he was 10 or 11, the school had a playground, basketball courts, etc in the back. Anyways, a car with tinted windows started following us down the street, we had been riding back to our places on our bikes in the street but went onto the sidewalk when we saw it behind us expecting it to pass, it didn't. Thankfully my place was only like a 5 minute walk from the school so we just went full speed through the driveway and into my backyard, then inside. I know some things that happened in the past to friends and people I knew, but those aren't exactly my personal experiences. And at least one of them would be kind of insensitive to talk about, as it was a fucked up situation that ended in a death.
the scariest moments in my life are when I get night terrors. i hallucinate and get a sense of impending doom. it sucks and I have to stay up and rough it out until I calm down.
The scariest shits to me are two very special kinds of fear. Darkness or obscured vision of some kind and footsteps. Or someone running towards me from very far off. Like, if I’m alone on the sidewalk and the next person is 100 yards out running towards me I’ll shit myself. Weirds me out.
The worst I have I think was when my family and I went camping up in Big Bear, (I think). Night time comes, and we had two tents. One person and family size tent. I was essentially voted to be alone since I am the eldest brother of 4. It wasn’t scary, but unnerving would be better to say as it was incredibly windy that night along with I believe thunder nearby. It was unsettling because I was by myself and the entire tent was shaking and stirring from the strong winds. Again, not super scary, but still a heart cleansing experience for someone who was only around 13-14 at the time
I think the man in nicks story was probably scared because he was hearing children in the woods at night if I was that man I wouldn’t say anything either
dude when i was a fucking kid me and my little sister lived next to this dude who had this crazy ass dog and it was outside, so me and her picked up old shoes out of the closet and stepped outside the door just long enough to get the dogs attention. it would run at us, we'd drop the shoes and run inside and close the door
I was at a convention once and this black guy comes up to me and introduces himself. He had a vendor bage so I thought he was going to give me a flyer or something so I shake his hand. He then tells me his sister was called the n word by people, cant remember where he said it happened but he points to a direction now the area he pointed was open for the con goers but nothing really happens in that section because it doesn't get rented so usually no one is over there. So that was a huge red flag like why are you telling me and not the staff but I never want to judge a person but then he says I have some stuff to take to the car can you help me. For context I'm a girl who is not strong in the slightest. Like oh hell no and hoping hes not persistent I tell him I cant because i have to look for a friend which was true, thankfully he just goes okay and starts walking off and so I bolted out of there so fast. I really dont know what the guys intentions were but it was really creepy, my mother told me I should have told the staff but I was so scared that I would run into him that I just wanted to find my friend. I was so glad I found her after that. 😭
Isn't it weird that nobody gives you advice on how to defend yourself against a dog attack? Well, I hate those fucking things, so I always carry a knife because you never know. You should be able to do something for yourself if you target the animal's neck or the ribs if you can.
My neighbor years ago when I was 7 shot and killed a pitbull that was trying to maul a cat, that did get away unscathed. There was another pitbull that got loose too and bit a child. Animal control thankfully got it and put it down. My old neighborhood was crazy. Meth addicts would let their pit bulls roam free.
When I was a kid (like 9) in the very late 90's I was walking to school one morning cuz I lived like a block away when I heard a rumbling banging clanging noise coming from behind. I turned around to see an old 70's van all dented up without windows and a green door (the van was mostly red) creeping up behind me and as soon as I saw it the sliding door flew open and I saw a guy looking at me so i booked it over a fence and ran into the school. I just remember the sound of it rumbling and the front license plate was one of those old blue and yellow california plates all crooked, scared the hell out of me and I told the principal who called the police. Thank god this was before headphones and the van was so loud or I'd have been graped
More weird than scary but when I was a kid I would catsit for my elderly neighbors. They were planning on moving out and hadn’t told me people would be coming by to look at the house. So I’m just watching tv with my snacks and some cats, and the front door starts jiggling. We’re in a neighborhood in the woods kinda in the middle of nowhere so I’m like ????k and get up to look, and there is a grown man jiggling the doorknob while another guy looks thru the window. I read definitively too much horror as a kid, so I was like. I know what this situation is. They’re trying to break in, and fuck my life when they see a teenager in here. I got the biggest knife I could find and hunkered down in the kitchen and called my dad. The situation resolved safely and peacefully, I put the knife back in embarrassment, etc. Did not care for that at all.
I feel like Corey was lying about his story, just because of the way he told it. Idk, the story itself isn't unbelievable, but the way he told it makes me doubt it if that makes sense.
My little sister was attacked by a dog too. This was around about the time I first started smoking pot, so I was stoned in my bedroom when I hear her come in, and what I first perceived to be laughing, was actually crying, because the muscles in her calf were slowly oozing out this massive bite wound in her leg. That was a wild day.
Zachs story is really depressing thinking about how kids aren't as lucky as he was. I'm almost hoping he was just exaggerating.
Dude, how about Mick’s? Him and his friends got really lucky getting out of that alive.
Angelo Rosales Same case. Sick people in our world, taking it out on kids.
Yeah. He said it went on for 45 minutes. That’s insanely scary. What if the old man just snapped and grabbed one of them and ran off? This could’ve ended up with Zach being raped and murdered, jesus.
@@dinorap1 To be fair, the situation probably felt longer than it was in reality. Still, even 10 minutes of that would be incredibly fucked up
@@Renegadetothe64th I honestly wouldn't be surprised if the guy they encountered was the Green River Killer. He killed like 30 people in the 70s-00s and he did most of them on Washington State. His M/O was he would kill prostitutes and bury them in the woods.
is this why zack and chris almost always get molested in hellbenders?
Traumatic experiences create good content
smodoemoe yes
No, but it’s why Zac and Chris almost always get molested in IRL.
"in in real life"
@ that's pretty hot ngl
I like how mick said “Nate went up into the tree and tried to poop on me from there” as if it was normal
And subsequently wiped his ass with a stinging nettle leaf. That's gotta hurt.
@@kylefrank638 "lots of fun times at the bent tree"
And no one said a WORD🤣🤣😭😭
mick's story is just the first time frodo and the gang encounters a black rider
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"A black rider" Lol theyre Ringwraiths you nerd!
@@the_original_Bilb_Ono they're also called "the black riders". they're also called "the nazgul". it's almost as if things can have multiple names
@@GoodwinGhost almost.. but no cigar buddy.
@@the_original_Bilb_Ono what
I don’t think Mick could’ve told his story in a better way, the pacing is flawless and it doesn’t even sound like he’s trying
He's said before he really loves telling stories. Some people are just natural story tellers.
And that’s why he narrated the intro
All the funny boys are so damn talented
"could it talk?" makes me lose my shit every time
qw3rtypounc3s boys club
A long time ago I volunteered in my middle school to be a crossing guard. I got shat on, but at least I got to leave my last hour early and chill outside with a friend.
One day a older lady came and pulled up to me, saying my mom was sick and I needed to get in. She somehow knew my name, but not that my mom was dead for years.
That fucked with me in more of a spooky, ghost sort of way than a kidnapping way.
Strange
I don’t know if you meant to, but this has the same twist impact of the first two M. Night movies
Did u u tell her that information and did she panic and drive off?
Oh shit you have a rare username @R
Do you mean kids picked on you or do you mean you were literally shat on by birds
Had kidney stones when I was 11. I pissed blood, thought I was dying. I went to my mom, who's religious, and asked if she thinks God has Nintendo up in Heaven. The next day I get out of the ER, she bought me Conker's Bad Fur Day.
I'm happy for you.
I pissed blood once not a kidney stone tho just mexican
@@ThrowAway-xs8ti wait, hold on. I'm intrigued. Is pissing blood a normal thing for your ethnicity and why is it that way? You've aroused many questions, lol.
No clue, mami never told me so I figured it was regular for every Mexican boy to piss blood once during puberty
Dios Mios. What a hell of a way to be introduced to adulthood.
"You wanna go onto the next question?"
"yuus..."
the forest guy in mick's story was probably burying a body.
Mick?
Nah, really? I thought he was gonna bury his Sonichu plush! That's wasn't at all my immediate paranoid thought that was very, very possible!
Doesn’t explain why he left his shovel somewhere. Seems more like he was going to do something to the kids and then probably bury them.
Na man he was finding that geocash #grind
He was probably building a sandcastle out of dirt
It sounds like the older friend turned off the Lake Pedo so much that he had to leave.
"Ooo another little friend--ew that's disgusting! I'm outta here."
>tfw you're the ugly friend
micks story was really terrifying
Alexis Mercer anime horror scary
And my waifu spelled out in English....YOU'RE DEAD! And then HYPER REALISTIC BLOOD appeared around me! And then I died and wrote this story
Ya it was pretty intense listening to it
The one about almost getting pooped on, right?
The fucking sad thing is nearly every person has had a close call with a creep as a kid. Makes you wonder just how many scumbags are lurking out there.
I've never been unsettled in the woods, I love nature and I used to explore the woods all around my house as a kid. I stopped hunting about 2 years ago after the scariest moment of my life. I was hunting in a deer stand at my grandfather's land. I nodded off about 3 hours of just taking in the lay of the land. I woke up at 11 I got up and gathered up all my stuff from the chair and about that time I felt the ladder shake. It wasn't me rustling around, it wasn't the wind, something was on the ladder. I yelled "Hey!" and I heard something slam on the ground and bolt. This stand is about 15 feet off the ground and I know goddamn well that no one can make the fucking jump without busting their ankle. Before I could get my flashlight to see what was going on I hear this thing hauling ASS through the woods. I didn't move for about an hour and then I called my brother to bring his gun and a truck. I haven't gone hunting since and I don't plan to.
this_is_petro Was it like 11PM or AM? Cuz if it was at night and that happened to me, I would've gone ape-shit in your position.
Mikey Mod It was 1 in the morning when we left. I did go ape shit. Fucking skinwalkers man.
Could’ve been a bear but who knows. That shit is scary
I thought about that for a while but I live in Middle Georgia. The bears are only up in the mountains but who knows.
fuckin big foot dude
My scariest life experience happened around 2-3 years ago maybe, (I'm 16 now) happened when I was home alone for an entire 24 hours because my mom was in the hospital, and my dad along with my grandparents were with her busy making sure my mom wasn't gonna fuckin die and all that. So, It was probably 3-4 A.M. and I was sitting in my basement, (it's where I have all of my videogame consoles) minding my own business looking up a walkthrough for a particularly difficult section in Max Payne 3 when all of a sudden, I hear the back door being messed with. Keep in mind, it's literally at most 20 feet away. I freeze, fucking terrified, and stare at my door for god knows how long. Silence. I slowly get up, walk towards the door, because there is a "hidden" gun cabinet like 3 feet to the right of it. I try to get it open, it's locked. I go to the stairs to get to the main floor as quietly as I can, and at this point, my heart is about to fucking explode. My hands were shaking while I ran them across the guard rail on the way up, and I felt like I couldn't breathe. I see nothing strange in the kitchen; it's what the stairwell connects to. I grab this big ass kitchen knife from my silverware drawer and head to the living room. *CREAK* I get this fucking awful sinking, dread-filled feeling and I scramble over to hide behind my couch. I'm nearly in tears at this point and I wouldn't be surprised if I looked like I saw death itself. I stay there for maybe, like, 4 minutes? Then I hear faint, nearly dead silent footsteps coming from down the hall that is connected to the living room. I actually start crying, but I cover my mouth and nose so I don't get fucking murdered, or god knows what. The light goes off, and he sounds like he's heading for the front door. I look above the couch and see this long, wide shadow coming from across the room because the TV was on. It moves to the right, and I hear a click from my door. I get up as quietly as I can and peer through the window. I see a ghastly, overweight silhouette staring back at me, with glasses. It was none other than Peter freaking Griffin.
Benny Damn dude you really had me there.
10/10 would read again 😂😂😂
You had me.
You had me there and fucking killed me at the end you are a genius
Genius storytelling x
I probably *gave* someone a rather scary experience, as I once stumbled home from a bender with my friends and drunkenly mistook the 3rd apartment floor for the 4th, where I lived. I tried opening the (wrong) apartment door with my keys, but they didn't quite fit, which I by then attributed to me simply being a runk spaz who can't open up a door anymore. So I fiddled with the goddamn lock for like 10 minutes, swearing all the while, before remembering "Hey, your roomie is probably home" so I started banging on the door and yelled "*Name of my roomie* you asshole, I know you're in there, open the fuck up" and generally behaved like I was trying to kill whoever lived inside there. No chance in hell the people inside there didn't wake up from the ruckus if they were at home. Only when I tried to ring the doorbell I realized that the names on there didn't quite match, and I hurried away feeling more ashamed than I ever had in my life. My unfortunate neighbours (who I later learned had two young kids) never mentioned anything about that, but the next day I put an apology note and a box of chocolates on their doormat.
Jan Berkemeier and then everybody clapped
@@xeagaort dude shut the fuck up.
And then everybody FUCKED
@@xeagaortHow is that the most unbelievable story you’ve heard?
When I was around 7 or maybe 8 I was invited to a classmates party on a rural property surrounded by trees. We were playing the usual party games, but then the parents told us to go hide in the trees surrounding the property because we were gonna play kiss chasey. I have no fucking clue what ended up happening, I just remember running through trees in the dark while someone’s dad tried to kiss me. I thought it was a false memory for a while, but brought it up recently and it turns out my friends also share the memory.
What the fuck
well that's fucking weird
Obviously he must've been drunk or something.
Buzzy Trombone or a nonce
that sounds like a nightmare
It’s been years since I heard Mick’s story and it still haunts me to this day.
ragingbrawler
Nothing scares me more than a unhinged human who’s out there trying to hurt anyone they can find.
Zach's story scares the shit out of me. Im an old shit now, but I can imagine being little and being in that situation and its fucking scary
Im gonna rewrite attack on titan except titans are members of society but want to fuck you not eat you
I had a close encounter with a nonce when I was like 12 years old, but I was very lucky. He was a crusty 50-year-old dude with rotting teeth that guarded the entrance to the apartment building I lived in. He never touched me or anything because there were security cameras in the hallways but one day he started getting very pushy, trying to convince me to "trust him as a friend/invite him to my apartment". He followed me up close as I walked towards the elevators and gave me his phone number to "call him if I ever feel lonely".
I pretended to be okay with that so he'd leave me alone, but when I got to my apartment I called my mom and told her what had happened. When she came back from work she saw the guy at the entrance and basically made hellfire rain on him. He also got not only kicked out but blacklisted from several other buildings.
4:21 love the microwave going off in the background
A friend of mine once told me that his young niece went walking off by herself while his family was in the park. His sister quickly noticed and brought her back. This would have been nothing, but a woman immediately came up to them and told them that a man was watching/slowly following alongside his niece on a parallel trail, and he walked away really fast when her mom eventually showed up to grab her. It was scary shit.
Keep an eye on your kids, folks. A lot of kids go missing every year.
I really like how fast they gloss over "wiped his ass with stinging nettle leaves"
Iirc they talked abt that one in a previous ep
That woods story had me at the edge of my seat! That’s an intense experience
I’ve got a short one. When I was maybe nine or ten I was taking my dog outside and my neighbor works for a trucking place, and one of his co-workers was there for some shit. He was walking back to his truck when he noticed me and he said “hey c’mere” and got a dog out of his truck, I would assume so I would go and see it with my dog and he could take me or whatever. I wasn’t a dumb kid and knew it was fucked up so I picked my dog up and ran back inside and told my mom. She got really pissed and went over to my neighbors house to shoot the guy or some shit but when he saw her coming he pulled out of the drive way and drove off really fast. That’s how I knew his intentions were fucked up
The main piece playing throughout is by Rachmaninov, called "Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini in A minor", and particularly I think it's one of the later movements. I forget.
Chris's story was short and sweet, Mick's just straight terrified me.
Based on the title I thought there was literally a lake called "Lake Pedo"
Age 16, I was housesitting for friends, on my own, for a week. The first or second night I was there, the dog got up from sleeping next to the couch, where I was trying to doze, and he started growling at the front door. It was the kind with a window at the very top, and I kept expecting to see a face or shadow from there, but, nothing. A minute or so of the dog still on edge, and I think I heard the mail slot hinging open, like someone was looking in.
my dogs do that shit all the time and i fucking hate it.
but every once in a while my dog gets really fucking jumpy and loud and he will not stop till we open the door but each time we do he just looks outside for 5 minutes not taking his eye off something like he is trying to make sure whatever the fuck he heard or saw out the window dont get closer and because its dark as shit i can never see it myself so i always shit myself wondering what did he see or hear its the worst at the dead of night because my area has no street lights so its so like looking into a black void each time.
@@emilyjones212 it's just me. I like dogs.
LEGO KILLER MOTH
Actually had some kids about to just walk into my grandmas house years back. I saw something through the opaque windows next to the front door and when I opened it, they had already opened the screen door and the one had his hand out towards the main door handle. They were definitely about to just come inside
They lied and said they were doing a project and that my house was like an old mayors house from the 1800s. I knew they were lying because my great grandfather built it in 1947. I just told them to fuck off but I called the cops once I noticed they had gone through our shed about 5 minutes after they left. Cops got em but they were kids so nothing happened
One of the biggest mistakes is going into the woods at night here in Washington. It's terrifying. I walked maybe a half mile from my friends house once, and something was walking along with me in the woods. They even ran around a huge obstruction and were still next to me as I was running home. I still don't know what the hell it was, but it was breaking tree limbs following me.
I routinely go and stargaze at night here in washington, initially its a bit scary, but you get used to it, but sometimes when the fog is just right, it plays tricks on you see figures in the distance, your rational brain tells you its just trees and bushes, but you cant help yourself.
It’s Washington. Odds are it’s either a homeless meth head or a skin Walker. If it was a Bigfoot. It wouldn’t let you hear it.
One time I slept out in a national park in a hammock. All night I could hear creatures of the dark stalking through the brush. I lay there clutching my flashlight and machete in absolute fear. Not fun lol
Im not a native english speaker but this guys and Sleepycast really helped me with overcoming fucking pandemic and the end of the world and my english too
@404 TV They are pretty good but the traditional food here isnt Tacos or anything good tbh
Hell yeah man
Your vocabulary is probably so fucked now listening to all their obscenities and coreyisms 😂
Zach always like, explains the details in everyone’s stories and like brings the details out.
I'd be scared shitless if i thought i heard lil asian kids playing in the woods at night lol
I don't run at night often anymore because of the chase response of dogs. Once they establish you as prey it's a lot more difficult to back them down and sometimes just takes a ten-minute showdown to figure out who's the prey and who's the predator. And if i have to kick them that sucks. Most are just hyperactive pets who don't get enough play time and find a way out, not hardened strays hunting for their next meal.
One of the creepiest encounters I’ve had so far was when I was 14 and I was on a school trip to a local water park. My friend and I were about to get in line for a ride when an Indian man came up to us. Now I was 5’3 at the time and this guy was at least two inches shorter than me. He mumbles something in a very thick accent, so I asked him if he was in line in case we had accidentally butted ahead of him. He says no. Then, I kid you not, this dude tries to steal a tip out of PrankInvasion’s handbook. He asks me to play a game of rock paper scissors, and not catching on I agree, thinking it will make him go away. He wins and says, “I win you lose. That means I get to kiss you.” In my shock all I managed was “uh, what?” He repeated himself and before I could say anything he puckered his lips, closed his eyes, and leaned in. Still in shock, he was less than an inch away from my face before I walked away as quickly as possible. I didn’t want to overreact so I brushed it off as no big deal when we joined the rest of the group on the ride (huge mistake in hindsight, btw, dude should have been reported since there were tons of kids, in bathing suits mind you, at the park). Anyway, the ride we go on is called “The Lazy River” and you float in tubes as a jet stream pushes you along. At one point the ride split into a fork and I ended up getting separated from all of my friends. Farther down the ride I look around and see the same guy a few metres away, watching me. Since there was no one I knew near me, and I was still in a bit of denial, I just pretended to ignore him and, slightly more concerned now, searched for my friends. The ride finally ended and I eventually met up with them at another area of the park. I feel stupid for not saying anything to the teachers or water park staff, as he could have gone after other minors. Hopefully since he was in public and didn’t try at all to hide what he was doing, someone caught him and got a staff member.
Dude, you're lucky, sounds like you got kissed by Danny Devito
18Wheeler I wish.
CrispTomato94 Are you a female? I’m reading this in a guy’s voice and it’s not making much sense because of that, considering Indians usually look down on homosexuality.
DC Biscuit Yeah I’m a girl
@@crisptomato9495 Ok, thank you for the closure.
I’d gotten molested when I was like seven or eight by my moms ex’s dad and didn’t realize what had happened till years later. It didn’t traumatize me since it was so fast and the guy played it off so well at the time. What made it so scary to me when I realized was thy a family friend knew of him and warned me and my sister that hes a predator and it still didn’t click in my head what he’d done to me. I’m sure the old fuck is dead by now though
I know this comment is 4 years old adn a lot of has happened between then and now, but I hope you're doing much better after that realization. It's disgusting a man like that could walk freely around kids while adults knew what he was. You're a pretty brave dude for speaking out about this even if it's just through a comment on a TH-cam video.
Scariest thing that ever happened to me was being on the ground floor of a house with a tornado basically right in our backyard
jesus that's so scary. that was my worst fear as a kid. i didn't live in a tornado prone area i lived in fucking massachusetts lol but i was terrified of the idea of tornados. glad it sounds like it didn't hit your building
Corey's story was like a Looney tunes bit
My earliest scary memory was when I was around 5 years old. My imagination was incredibly vivid and wild at that age, and I would often see incredibly weird and out of place things for a child of my age. (Aka, a grown man in a suit walking next to me, people looking at me from the sky, etc). Either way, one night, I had left my closet door open, and I was suddenly awoken by the sound of screaming and slamming on my closet door and walls. It was a pile of screaming hands and faces pleading for them to help me. Immediately, I had screaming for my mother and father to come in and help me, and, of course, they did. That night, I was rocked and lulled while I continuously saw the mass of creatures in front of my closet, only to have that situation subside in the morning. I’m not sure if it ever happened again, but that is the closest memory of a situation like that I am able to remember.
N Word Children have a very strong seventh sense. I'm not even bullshitting you. I saw shit like that literally all the time when I was a child. I was told they were night terrors throughout my whole childhood.
Me and my mom remember one event very vividly, when we were staying in my aunt's attic bedroom. I had started screaming at the window and telling something to go away, and when my mom asked what it was, I said "It's the imager! The imager! It wants me to climb out of the window!". My mom still tells that story to guests, as she found it so spooky, but ultimately put it off as a night terror.
Years later, I found a book about Wiccans and their various spirits and rituals while I was browsing through the library. I just picked it up and flipped through it because the cover was interesting, and just happened to stop on page thirty seven. It was about the malevolent trickster spirit known as "The Imager", and it was known to lure children in high places to fall to their deaths.
My fucking stomach rose to my throat and my blood immediately ran cold. Jesus fucking Christ I still get nervous chills when I think about it. There is literally no fucking way to explain that.
Sure there is!
Coincidence, with a tinge of confirmation bias.
Still spooky, though.
N Word this is why people need carbon monoxide alarms.
It's the imgur, run!
Schizophrenia?
zoo-wee-mama
Great comment
That's a real knee slapper
My scariest experience was falling through a floor board when I was 5-7. It’s not the experience itself that was scary (my leg had a few hairline cuts) but hypothetically, if the boards were really weak, I would’ve landed on a solid concrete floor from a pretty high distance
If it isn’t clear, my leg was the only thing that fell through.
My dad has a story like that, he was 12 and lived in a run down part of edmonton at the time, it was about 10am, him, his brother, and his 2 sisters who are all about the same age were running around a abandoned and unfinished house. They were on the second floor and there was this spot where there was just rotten planks covering the floor and they dared him to jump on it, he did and he fell straight through the planks, smashed through the moldy flooring of the first floor, and smashed his head against the concrete in the basement, he remembers laying there fading in and out of consciousness for hours, he remembers briefly seeing his siblings standing over him then running away.
He woke up, and it was dark out, he walked home not fairing any lasting injury it seemed but when he got home which was like a 7 minute walk it was midnight. He didn't tell his parents what happened and he got in trouble for going missing all day. But what really passed him off was that his siblings did nothing about it.
My only good/bad experience with a pitbull is at my friend's house as he owns one and that dog is crazy but at the same time the sweetest damn dog ever. He'll go out of his way if he sees me to come by me and lick me and if i'm sitting down, he'll jump on my lap and just sit down. But one time I went over, I opened the door and the dog was there (his name is spencer) and was barking a bunch as dogs do whenever some one is at the door and i kindly put my hand out to him and he was still barking and whatnot so he actually lept out and bit my hand. It hurt really fucking bad and was bleeding a lot but as soon as he did it, he immediately stopped barking, but his tail between his legs, and had his ears down and tried coming next to me. Course I walked past him and went to the bathroom and washed my hand off and got a band-aid. I went by him afterwards and pet him a bunch but that was my only bad time with a pitbull.
After that however I couldn't use my left hand for about a week or so as it hurt too bad to even slightly touch stuff with it. Masturbating was a challenge.
Dogs, especially older ones, need time to process what they're seeing. Putting your hand out to him was a pretty bad idea in that specific situation.
In retrospect ya probably should’ve got checked for an infection. I’m deathly afraid I’ll get fucked up from a dog bite
I like how you turned that story funi at the end.
+WannabeInternetMeme
My pit bull eats flies so I mean...
Aw the poor thing got over excited
You wanna know something sad? That pitbull was probably trying to protect it's friend
😢
that poor poor pitbull...
The pit bull is probably what ended up finishing it off you naive fuck
No it wasn't, it's a pitbull, the dying dog was food.
@@iggydaking9117actually they could have been a back of stray dogs, so maybe it was his pack mate
Probably one of my favorite clips from the podcast, all of these are such horrifying stories I just can’t help but come back and listen to them every once and a while
dude honestly this is one of the best combination of clips you could've picked
"STAY IN THE RAKE ROYS YOU'LL BE RAAAAAAAAPED. RITS RE RONRY RORD I KNOW WERR"
Scariest shit was when my dad's car stalled on the train tracks and a train was like 20 feet away. He was trying to beat the train.
elronman never try and beat the train, never. It usually never ends well
Did you guys survive, the suspense is killing me
@@lilpichu107 train hit us and fell over, and when the smoke cleared my dad was at the center in between me and the train with a glowing aura around him.
I think he was drunk.
@@elronman what the fuck
In 2014, I'd been taking care of this stray cat who'd come to our backyard for food and attention. He's a real sweetheart, who will sit in your lap and give you hugs and kisses if he knows he can trust you. You could tell he was abandoned and not a neighbor cat, because he would come sit on our backstep for hours, even at night or in bad weather. So, when I started noticing him sitting out there at night, I'd feed him and sit out there with him in my lap. I'd even take naps while cuddling him. That Summer, I started hearing these horrific shrieking-animal sounds in the dead of night; loud, piercing, and bone-chilling. It was definitely not a raccoon or a possum, this thing sounded predatory, possibly canine. Fearing for my cat, I started sitting on the backstep with him _all night_ to protect him. One night, the shrieking was way in the back of our backyard (something like 36ft away, idk I'm not good at eyeballing measurements) while I was sitting with my cat, and I warded it off with the sound of my voice, while I held my cat in my arms. It had to have been either a fox, or a neighbor's dog that had gotten out, because that was the only Summer we heard from that thing. Thankfully, I convinced my parents to let me adopt the cat, though it took until Winter of that year. Now I get to spend hours in a comfortable chair with my Spotty cat, safe and sound.
This is an old comment sorry, but it was most likely a fox. I get them in my garden in Summer, they make noises like that to attract mates but it genuinely can sound like a human being screaming. It's scary as hell to be woken up by it, the first time I heard it I thought a woman was being attacked outside. I'm glad you got to save the cat and give it a warm home
Is the cat in your pfp the same cat?
@@ScumEditShack Yup. The silly angle is the POV you get when you lay back in a chair, and he stands on top of you and rubs his face on your face. Often, he'll wrap his front legs around my shoulders and neck, then just snuggle his face against my face, while loafed or flopped on my chest.
@@petergriscom3431 aww
I dont hear my name come out of peoples mouth very much unless its specifically me. Seth is one of those rare names that arent really rare but you only seem to know one of them
That's surprisingly accurate.
SlickAnderson I know two of them. I’m a rare breed.
thats me
there are at least 5 of us
edit: ive since changed my name from seth and have gone by something else for a while now but i still somewhat consider it to be "my name" in a way, so it still has that factor of "whoa, zach's saying my name"
My name only appears in the context of English Kings and fantasy games so I've got that going for me. I always start beating on my chest like a chimp when I hear someone actually say my name in a video.
@@duck8206 I'm not sure of any English kings named duck ngl
Well im not sleeping
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Scariest things for me are nightmares. There's this nightmare I've been having since I was a little kid where I'm in a car by myself in the passenger seat and the car will start driving by itself. Scariest thing: me and my 3 siblings all have had these nightmares.
a tall cinnamon roll I HAD THAT NIGHTMARE TOO! It was in my dads Cadillac. He would always get out and then it would drive off with me in it.
I actually was in a car with my two siblings (I was a baby) and the car started rolling downhill by itself (my mom had forgot to put on the handbrake and left to go buy diapers) my sister was the eldest at the time so she figured if she pulled the handbrake she could stop the car, she did so and we are all alive to this day.
I had the exact same nightmare as a little kid. Seems natural since cars are (for most) a necessity
Yeah, I used to have those "trapped alone inside a moving vehicle" dreams a lot when I was a kid.
you were just in a tesla bro
A month ago my friend and I were walking to my car on a road in the woods in a national park in california. It was very dark and we heard an animal in the bushes to our left. We jokingly were like oh shit what was that and when we shined our phones over there we realized it was a fuckin dude standing there in a reflective jacket and as we passed he kinda slinked behind this tree that was way too small to hide him. We ended up walking fast to the car and he didn't follow us but if we weren't together we'd definitely get mugged or worse.
That’s weird cuz if they were gonna do some shit, why wear a hi vis jacket?
I'm getting scared by hearing it
That pic in the beginning, I remember those videos! They were so funny but I can’t find them anymore. I think it used to be called “oh Eugene”. Man I wish I could watch those videos again.
Once there was a homeless guy behind some trees when me and my buddies were out in the woods - he was giving us this blank stare and wasn’t even moving, but he tracked his head towards us when we tried to get past him. Ended up going back and doubling around, and he was gone. He had tried to follow us when we dipped but he had lost us, for whatever reason
Mick Said Woodenville, right? I'm from there!
Go check under the tree.
It was you wasn't it?
WHERES THE BODY YOU SICKO
It was you all along!
so am i
The closest things I have for a scary story is severe bullying, sadly an all too common story to tell.
So when I was around 15 or 16 I stayed over my friends house, and we're walking around like 2 am outside to Burger King, and as we're walking a white van passes, turns around, passes again, turns around, passes a third time, when we realized what had been going on we jumped behind some bushes as the van now parked across from us at Burger King at this point is facing us with it's high beams on. We hide inside the bushes for about 15 minutes trying to figure out if he sees us or thinks we fucked off and finally he drove away for good.
The worst one by far though happened when I was like 22 -23, me and a few friends are at the taco bell drive through in a shitty neighborhood, there's cars in front and behind us so there was no room to back out or tail it, this homeless guy with bulging eyes walks up to the window I was sitting next to and stares at me and I try to ignore him. As I look at him though I realize his dicks out and he's jacking off, and in his pocket was a rather funky looking shiv, I try to ignore it but he bangs on the window desperate for my attention and then finally when the car in front of us moved up we sped off
My scariest moment was when I was in middle school. I was up late as fuck playing TF2 to farm weapons and get bullied by people who were better than me. My houses 2nd floor is like a balcony so from my room you can hear everything downstairs. So like when someone starts fucking with the back door at night you can clearly hear it. It could’ve easily been a dog but I don’t think the dog would focus on the door knob as much as just scratching the door. So I go out of my room and flick the upstairs lights on and as I said it’s a balcony so you can see it from the downstairs. When they come on the noises immediately stop. The next morning I go into the backyard and see that this pool room that’s only accessible from the backyard was open when I had 100% closed it up. What ever was at the back door had gotten in there and thrown a few things around but it didn’t look like anything was gone. Now as I said it could’ve easily been a dog but there weren’t any new scratches on the door when i checked so it could’ve been a person too. And if that was the case the way they were going about trying to enter the house scared me. Most robbers have easier and more subtle ways of getting in but this guy was just going crazy on the back door. He was unpredictable.
I was playing hide and seek with a bunch of buddies from college in our fraternity house and it was my turn to be the seeker. I walk out into the main hall with the lights off. Once I turn the corner I hear a *CHI-CHIK* noise and on my left I see the dark sillouette of one of my brothers standing straight in the middle of hall holding a fucking gun. I duck into the nearest room (thank god it happened to be open) and lock it. After about a minute I went back out and peaked around the corner and he was gone. To this day I legit have no idea why the fuck he did that.
What the actual fuckkk dude that's so scary!
i know this is 2 years old but did you like ask him or something?
@@Clone-up2ge nah we fell out of touch, I'd rather it stay a mystery I guess, he probably just wanted to scare the shit out me lol
Why are Chris's stories always the funniest lol
I remember I used to have a serious fear of dogs as a kid, and once my Dad drove us down to a private fishing lake (one way in one way out), and after a couple hours my Dad gives me some cash and sends me to go get some snacks from a nearby gas station, and as I'm just walking down the gate we came in through, there's the owner of the lake's house. And the moment I get close, four HUGE either Labradors or German Shepherds suddenly spill out of the doorway and surround me barking. And pretty much Chris' experience with the pitbull happened to me, I just locked up instantly, tried to make myself as small a threat as possible. And they let me pass and get my mountain dew in peace.
Then I couple years later I managed to get lost in Manchester and ran into a stray pitbull in the middle of the night. That was fun.
Best Mick story
The creepiest things I can recall happening to me all involved cars lol. I grew up in an area I would call "semi-ghetto", like, my neighborhood was kind of above average for the area (and had an elementary school attached to it) but the city itself was/is pretty shit (Allentown, PA if people are curious). Anyways, there are three occurrences I can recall involving vehicles. First was when I was really young, maybe 8 or so and I was in my neighbors front yard with their son (he was probably like 5 or so), his parents, and their next door neighbor. Well, this old school van with tinted windows and curtains on the side/rear windows pulled up and just kind of sat there for a minute or so, presumably watching us, before driving off. If it were just that it wouldn't of been so worrisome, however it drove by another two or three times in the next ten minutes or so. Eventually my friends mom asked if I knew who it was and upon saying no, we got moved to the backyard.
Second scary situation was when I was coming how from my Grandfather/mother's place (they lived very close by) after going up there to swim. Rode my bike back home alongside the busy street they lived on, about 10 seconds or so after turning off of that rode on onto the one my house was on, a couple cars crashed and slammed into the sidewalk where I just passed. Not nearly as creepy as the van, but definitely a "oh shit, I could of been dead" moment. Third strange situation happened when I was bike riding home from playing up at the elementary school with a different friend. I was probably 12 at the time, he was 10 or 11, the school had a playground, basketball courts, etc in the back. Anyways, a car with tinted windows started following us down the street, we had been riding back to our places on our bikes in the street but went onto the sidewalk when we saw it behind us expecting it to pass, it didn't. Thankfully my place was only like a 5 minute walk from the school so we just went full speed through the driveway and into my backyard, then inside.
I know some things that happened in the past to friends and people I knew, but those aren't exactly my personal experiences. And at least one of them would be kind of insensitive to talk about, as it was a fucked up situation that ended in a death.
i would really like to hear that last one but i understand not wanting to tell it.
the scariest moments in my life are when I get night terrors. i hallucinate and get a sense of impending doom. it sucks and I have to stay up and rough it out until I calm down.
This really is a haunted podcast. These guys all could have been murdered before these episodes were even conceived!
The scariest shits to me are two very special kinds of fear. Darkness or obscured vision of some kind and footsteps. Or someone running towards me from very far off. Like, if I’m alone on the sidewalk and the next person is 100 yards out running towards me I’ll shit myself. Weirds me out.
It's sweet that when Chris was terrified for his life his first thought was that he didn't want his mother to have to witness her son dying
Zach's story is actually frightening.
The bent tree one is scarier. That dude was going to kill them
@@pinkpugginz Stuff like this is pretty scary as you know people are the real monsters.
1:20 what is this referencing? It's in the back of my mind now...
Just stumbled upon y'all n now im a new sub.
The worst I have I think was when my family and I went camping up in Big Bear, (I think). Night time comes, and we had two tents. One person and family size tent. I was essentially voted to be alone since I am the eldest brother of 4. It wasn’t scary, but unnerving would be better to say as it was incredibly windy that night along with I believe thunder nearby. It was unsettling because I was by myself and the entire tent was shaking and stirring from the strong winds. Again, not super scary, but still a heart cleansing experience for someone who was only around 13-14 at the time
Zach lived in silent Hill
My friend had a dog that bit both of my arms and then my friend’s face, I’m terrified of those fuckers.
Honestly that would be genuinely terrifying
Zach's *yeessss* in the beginning
I think the man in nicks story was probably scared because he was hearing children in the woods at night if I was that man I wouldn’t say anything either
tbh fam that would spook the shit outta me too if I heard stories of children in those woods
@@crunkgrunk5183 EXACTLY
Oh my fuck I want to tell a story now like dude i was in somewhat in the same situation but I fucking squared up with a mad dog
i wish someone animated this one
Could have been the caretaker
dude when i was a fucking kid me and my little sister lived next to this dude who had this crazy ass dog and it was outside, so me and her picked up old shoes out of the closet and stepped outside the door just long enough to get the dogs attention. it would run at us, we'd drop the shoes and run inside and close the door
I didn't know you met shadman when you were kids!
I was at a convention once and this black guy comes up to me and introduces himself. He had a vendor bage so I thought he was going to give me a flyer or something so I shake his hand. He then tells me his sister was called the n word by people, cant remember where he said it happened but he points to a direction now the area he pointed was open for the con goers but nothing really happens in that section because it doesn't get rented so usually no one is over there. So that was a huge red flag like why are you telling me and not the staff but I never want to judge a person but then he says I have some stuff to take to the car can you help me. For context I'm a girl who is not strong in the slightest. Like oh hell no and hoping hes not persistent I tell him I cant because i have to look for a friend which was true, thankfully he just goes okay and starts walking off and so I bolted out of there so fast. I really dont know what the guys intentions were but it was really creepy, my mother told me I should have told the staff but I was so scared that I would run into him that I just wanted to find my friend. I was so glad I found her after that. 😭
My guess would be someone burying something, possibly a dead pet.
Im amazed, their combination of Irishmen and Psychicpebbles makes for a constant stream of made up childhood stories
Isn't it weird that nobody gives you advice on how to defend yourself against a dog attack? Well, I hate those fucking things, so I always carry a knife because you never know. You should be able to do something for yourself if you target the animal's neck or the ribs if you can.
Roach DoggJR but youre roach dogg jr
Dogg is in your name
if they bite you and lock their jaw pluck their nose or put water over it all pull its eyes out
@Let's go fishing I've always asked this, people give me all these defense tips then I just ask why not go for the beasts eyes
My neighbor years ago when I was 7 shot and killed a pitbull that was trying to maul a cat, that did get away unscathed. There was another pitbull that got loose too and bit a child. Animal control thankfully got it and put it down. My old neighborhood was crazy. Meth addicts would let their pit bulls roam free.
Wish we'd gotten the stories about Mick's tree
My cousin got mauled by a rottweiler at a young age, theres no scars left now, but goddamn she got fucked up. It almost ripped her ear and lips off.
Was that story about a haunted chair chasing Zach out of his house told anywhere?
@vile Thank you, I actually found it shortly after I made that comment when I went into a sleepycast spree, now I'm going to rewatch that clip
Shout out from woodinville WA. 98072!
Great. On my way
I wander if stone dalton is still with us.
kinda hope your ok small child
Stone Dalton what is that creature in your pfp?
So... you found the body yet?
I feel like this will be a smiling friends episode one day
Pim in a lake with someone circling
Pim and Charlie go to the bent tree and end up fighting a groundskeeper who’s on Ketamine.
When I was a kid (like 9) in the very late 90's I was walking to school one morning cuz I lived like a block away when I heard a rumbling banging clanging noise coming from behind. I turned around to see an old 70's van all dented up without windows and a green door (the van was mostly red) creeping up behind me and as soon as I saw it the sliding door flew open and I saw a guy looking at me so i booked it over a fence and ran into the school. I just remember the sound of it rumbling and the front license plate was one of those old blue and yellow california plates all crooked, scared the hell out of me and I told the principal who called the police. Thank god this was before headphones and the van was so loud or I'd have been graped
Is that jesus bleibet meine freude playing in the background?
More weird than scary but when I was a kid I would catsit for my elderly neighbors. They were planning on moving out and hadn’t told me people would be coming by to look at the house. So I’m just watching tv with my snacks and some cats, and the front door starts jiggling. We’re in a neighborhood in the woods kinda in the middle of nowhere so I’m like ????k and get up to look, and there is a grown man jiggling the doorknob while another guy looks thru the window. I read definitively too much horror as a kid, so I was like. I know what this situation is. They’re trying to break in, and fuck my life when they see a teenager in here. I got the biggest knife I could find and hunkered down in the kitchen and called my dad. The situation resolved safely and peacefully, I put the knife back in embarrassment, etc.
Did not care for that at all.
I feel like Corey was lying about his story, just because of the way he told it. Idk, the story itself isn't unbelievable, but the way he told it makes me doubt it if that makes sense.
My little sister was attacked by a dog too. This was around about the time I first started smoking pot, so I was stoned in my bedroom when I hear her come in, and what I first perceived to be laughing, was actually crying, because the muscles in her calf were slowly oozing out this massive bite wound in her leg. That was a wild day.
I wonder what happened to the Eugene animations, they completely vanished from the internet like almost 0 pictures and mentions of them.
What is that? If you don’t mind me asking
@@lightningsam the mystery remains unsolved...
Probably because it was edgy Newgrounds slop.
Wtf this is 2 spooky
Dat Eugene thumbnail tho