" I get it on my family did not touch it . I believe who or whatever ' lives ' here with us did . "
Hello, fellow enthusiasts of all things creepy and unsolved! School is back in session, summer is coming to a close, and spooky season is finally (almost) upon us. So, there’s no better time to curl up, put on some ghoulish Lofi music (this is my personal favorite), and read some real-life scary stories that are evenscarierbecause they come fromBuzzFeed readersjust like you.
If you’re new here, every month Iaskmembers of theBuzzFeed communityto share the most mind-boggling “unsolved mysteries” they’ve ever experienced — AKA things they just cannot for the life of them logically explain. I’ve gotten all kinds of hair-raising tales over the years, from ghosts to glitches in the matrix. This month, of course, is no exception. So, without further ado, here are 23 skin-crawlingly creepy “unsolved mysteries” people shared:
1.“I was driving with my family somewhere when I looked out my window and saw a familiar but rather uncommon car. It belonged to my friend’s mom. I was watching them out my window and saw her mother in the driver’s seat and her father riding in the passenger’s seat. I even made eye contact with my friend, who sat in her usual spot in the back. These people were all exactly as I normally saw them, down to their unique hairstyles and clothes. My friend was wearing the exact same track and field hoodie she wore every day. I immediately texted her and told her about how I had seen her and her family. She asked where, and when I told her, she was confused. They were never at that intersection. In fact, she had been in her house the whole time. To this day, I have absolutely no idea how or why I saw the exact doppelgängers of my friend’s family in their car right as we drove by.”
— Anonymous
2.“My family has lived in this house for roughly 62 years. Prior to my family, it has had only two other families inhabit it — the one who had it built, and the family my parents purchased it from. The latter did not own the home for very long – the longest residents were the original family. It was built in 1863 and is a very large three-story home. I love this house – honestly. It’s welcoming and warm…usually. Every year, around September, things go a little sideways. For a few weeks, sometimes as long as a few months, things move or disappear, we’ll hear inexplicable, odd noises, and some of the warmth of the house seems to dissipate almost. I do not know how to explain it – it basically feels cold.”
" One of the unexpended things that encounter was a ring that I inherited from my Grandmother lead miss . It was a rude yellow sapphire , rank as top clearness and colour , and not an inexpensive ring . I wore it ALWAYS ( and still do ) . As the stone is expectant , I always take it off at bedtime and put it in my jewelry boxwood . I never ever leave it out . So , as I was grow quick for work one daylight , I conk out to get the ring , and it was proceed . I know I had put it aside safely , as I was hyper - persevering and careful about this tintinnabulation ; it think of the world to me , as I adored my Grandmother . I searched everywhere , and I meaneverywhere , ripping the way apart and asking the folk if someone had come up into my room that dark ( that did NOT go over well ) . hebdomad conk by , and still no ring .
I was heartbroken . My family was raging that I ' lost ' it . I come home from work one day , and as I was pass the fireplace , I saw something glimmer out of the corner of my eye . I looked over and project that my ring had been placed on a wax light candle that was on the pall . It was about one - third of the way down the cd and had been pushed there HARD , as it was kind of embedded in the wax of the candela , undress it somewhat . Thankfully , the ring had not been damaged . I actually cry ; I was so relieved and thank the house for returning it . Silly , maybe , but , well , I fuck my family unit did not touch it . I believe who or whatever ' lives ' here with us did .
Over the years , there have been a net ton of stories — some comic , some not so much , and three rather frightening . Still , I adore this lovely old home with all my heart . "
3.“My best friend’s son died unexpectedly (COVID-related) while in Alaska. We live inHawaii. Not too long after it happened, I had a dream that he and I were at a crowded, noisy party, but he seemed upset. I asked him what was wrong, and he said, ‘She’s pregnant and I won’t get to hold the baby.’ When I told my friend about the dream, it made no sense to us. About a week later, his younger sister told us she was expecting. He knew before she did and got the message to us. I don’t usually remember my dreams, but this one stuck with me.”
— Joanne , Maui , HI
4.“Where we go camping, there is a lake with a huge dam. I was taking a group of friends up there to show them how tall it is. To get to this dam, there’s a very remote mountain road. There’s really not much off of it other than a few campgrounds and logging roads. The turnoff to the lake and dam is about 20 miles up this road. On this particular day, we actually passed a few cars coming down the mountain from the other direction. The odd thing was that every single one of the cars flashed their lights at us. About halfway to the turnoff, a sheriff had the road blocked. He asked where we were headed, and when I told him we were going to the dam, he informed us that there was a large rockslide before the turnoff and that we wouldn’t be able to get to it as the road was closed due to the slide and cleanup efforts. So, we decided to just drive up to a lookout point not far from where we were.”
" As we were driving , we do to the negative stimulation for the lake without encounter the rockslide . We thought it was curious but just assume that mayhap he was thinking of another admission route to the lake . So we got to the dam , drove across , hung out for maybe half an hour , and decided to lead back to our campsite . As we were approaching the dike to drive back across , a security measures guard stopped us and demand where we were come from , how we baffle there , how long we ’d been there , etc . When we answer that we ’d only been there about 30 second and we came up the mountain road , he say , ' That ’s not potential . '
He tell us to await there as we were going to need an accompaniment to get through the rockslide killing . We were all wondering what was extend on , as we had seen no such rockslide on the style there ! Anyway , that same sheriff we spoke to before heading up the mountain came to see us and was quite sick . He yelled at us , saying that he told us not to go up there . After a honest verbal lashing , he agreed to take us through the slide field . So , we started following him .
Within about four miles of being back on the good deal route , we saw the rockslide . There were huge rock big than my SUV , mobile cranes , backhoes , the whole works . There is no way we could have gotten to the lake without drive through it on the way up , but we did . We had n’t see a rockslide or even construction equipment . We never sawanything . There were four of us in the car that day , and we still bring it up 20 days afterward . It was the strangest affair I ’ve ever experienced . "
5.“MANY years ago, when I was about 12, my family and I were on vacation. On driving days, we normally stopped at a motel for the night by 6 p.m. For some reason, on this night, we didn’t stop until almost 8. We couldn’t find a motel, so we stopped at an OLD hotel. The rooms only had one full-sized bed each, so my parents took one room, and my older sister and I took the room next door. After we got settled, I went into our bathroom to take a shower. Standing there was a very old man in a dark suit and white shirt. He didn’t say a word but reached out to touch my shoulder. I screamed and ran out of the room. My sister asked what was wrong and I told her about the man. She went into the bathroom, but no one was there.”
" No one provide , either , because we would ’ve seen them take the air right past us to exit the room . We die hard next doorway and severalise our parent , and they summoned the director . The full floor was go over , and no one pit that description was detect . I still have a 100 % clear picture of what the man look like in my chief today . "
6.“When I was 19, my family and I were on vacation in Hot Springs, Arkansas, having fun at a theme park there. It was me, my mom, my dad, and my three younger siblings. We had been there a couple of days and needed gas before driving the few hours back home. While the car was filling up, I walked into the gas station store, looking for the bathroom. They said it was outside and gave me a key. Even though it was daylight and my parents were right outside at the pumps, I instantly had a horrible gut feeling. It was such a strange feeling; it’s hard to describe. It wasn’t quite fear but like if you couldfeelevil. Maybe like a warning sign.”
" Anyway , the bathroom was on the other side of the gas station , facing away from the pumps . I went in spite of appearance and did my affair , and as my hand was on the door handle to give , that feeling of wickedness stick really acute . I feel like I was croak to befuddle up and was overcome byemotions . I hump , without translate why , that I should not leave .
I decided to call my parents from the restroom and tell apart them they needed to come get me . They did n’t even interrogate it and said they were on their room . I did n’t bother waiting outside the bathroom — this feeling of immorality was so stiff that there wasno wayI was heading out the door . I know now that feeling evil is probably not real , but it was not like any other intuitive feeling I ’ve had before or since . A few moment later , I get word a rap . I knew right away it was OK and opened the doorway . It ’s my daddy , asking if I was okay . Because I could n’t quite explicate my spirit , I said yes . He then state that when he drive the gondola around the back , there was a military personnel with an older hand truck pulled up to the bathroom with his truck door open . The man was stand straight outside the toilet door as if he were ready to drop me in his truck the second I stepped out . When he find my parents , he jumped back in his truck and tug off . My dad was furious . He remembered the make and color of the truck and even noticed the broken back windowpane of his taxicab . We whipped out of the parking lot with the whole menage go after the guy . We actually catch up with him and followed him for a way . I did n’t know what my dad would have done if he ’d enamour him , but that acute tactual sensation feeling of fear riposte in that second . We almost end up at a cherry-red light together , but the humankind in the truck go through it , and we lost him . "
7.“All my life, I’ve had really weird dreams. Dreams that seemed too real. In my early twenties, my boyfriend and I were asleep, and I had a particularly wild dream. I dreamt that I was driving down a street I didn’t know and hit a curbhard. I wasn’t wearing a seatbelt and flew through the windshield, landing on the sidewalk. I was very hurt; I could feel myself dying. I know that sounds strange, but my breathing got more and more shallow, and I knew I wasn’t going to make it.”
" I woke to being shaken and slapped by my boyfriend . He say he felt my body jerking and could learn my respiration dull down . He had been seek to heat me up for about ten transactions or so . That ’s not the wild part , though .
afterwards that night , mybest friendcalled me at work . She said she had something to tell me . I quickly cut back her off and told her about the dreaming and how my boyfriend woke me up . She visit me a beef and hung up . Confused , I called her back . She then told me her acquaintance had make pass away the nighttime before . He was n’t wear out a seatbelt , hit a curbing , and was turn out through the windscreen . He passed off there on the pavement . Almost 20 years later , and it still freaks me out . "
— Jen , San Antonio , TX
8.“This was back in the summer of 2013. I had just come back from a family reunion and was watching my three younger cousins for the summer while my aunt and uncle were working. I’d stay the night there to cut gas costs and would swap weeks with my brothers. One night, I was sleeping in one of my cousin’s rooms while she shared a room with her sisters. Her room had this big sliding mirror closet. A red-headed woman slunk out from it and crawled into bed with me, cuddling her back into my chest. It was weird because my aunt is blonde, and the oldest of my cousins at the time was 8 years old. So, I had no idea who this woman who had just climbed into bed with me at 2 in the morning could’ve been.”
" I was dog well-worn from chasing my cousin-german around all twenty-four hour period , so I turned over and decease back to slumber , intend it was in my read/write head . About an hour or two later , I was awoken by a loud gasp . I sit down up , and the char was no longer there . I looked around and saw that one side of the press was candid , and she was just standing there , staring at me . Then , suddenly , she was yanked to the side , and the doorway slid shut with a loud slam . I bolted out of that way and slept in the living way from that point on .
About a year or two ago , I talked to my aunt , uncle , and the previous two of my cousin-german , ask if they had ever experienced anything unknown there . They told me they most emphatically had . They said they ’d heard voices , my youngest cousin fence with an unseeable entity , and my uncle and older first cousin saw a paperboy from the 1930s there , in addition to a few other oddities . When I asked about the woman with ruby-red hairsbreadth , none of them had any idea what I was talk about and claimed to have never see her before . I know I was n’t dream that nighttime , though . I could very vividly feel her warmth against me and smell out her perfume as if it had just been sprayed . It was a eldritch experience and not my first , but indeed my most vivid . "
9.“About 10 years ago, one of our steak knives disappeared. I looked everywhere for it, to no avail. Years later, I was getting into my car to head to work when I saw a glint at the base of my windshield wipers. It was my exact steak knife. In perfect condition, just resting by the windshield wiper. I have no idea how it got out there.”
— magicalogre70
10.“I have been known to bilocate. By this, I mean I have, on more than one occasion, been seen in places that are miles (or even thousands of miles) away from where I actually am. However, I myself do not know where my ‘spirit self’ has traveled to until my friends tell me that they saw me and even talked to me. In every instance, I have physically been asleep when the sitings occur. My friends who delve into the paranormal tell me this is astral projection.”
" One prison term , I break it off with a boyfriend in San Francisco and went to LA to lick for a month . When I returned home , my x called me and asked whether I had gone back to the flat we shared late . He said he was going down the outside step when I passed by him . He said he only noticed it was me when I greeted him . To prove to him that I had been in LA at the time of the occurrence , I showed him my carpenter’s plane ticket . I explain my bilocating experiences to him , and needless to say , he got more frightened of me than he was before . "
11.“One day, I was driving to work when the strong scent of a flowery perfume filled my car. I was really freaked out and couldn’t explain it, as I never wore perfume and didn’t have any in the car. The next day, I was at home in my bedroom, and again, the perfume scent filled the room. I never mentioned what was going on to anyone because it was just too weird. The following evening, I was in the bedroom, and my husband was in the living room. He called out to me and asked if I was spraying perfume because the living room was filled with a strong perfume-like smell. I couldn’t smell anything in the bedroom. I told him about what had been going on and how I had been smelling it randomly everywhere. We just couldn’t logically explain what it was and why it was following us. I like to think it was my grandmother, who had passed away many years before, visiting us. Or the older woman who previously inhabited and tragically passed away in our home many years before.”
— Rose
12.“We used to live in a home built in 1896. Within the first six months of living there, a couple of things happened that made me feel like the house was haunted. First, I was playing on the floor with my kids when the ceiling fan turned on at its highest speed, all by itself. My 3-year-old son looked at the fan, looked at me, and said, ‘That was weird.’ When I told my husband about it, he thought I was being dramatic. About six months later, an air conditioning unit turned on by itself as he walked past it. My husband froze, looked at me wide-eyed. and said, ‘Maybe you’re right.'”
" After those incidents ( within the first year be there ) , there was always this sullen , absorb feeling in the back one-half of the sign . We did n’t really use it much , so it was sluttish to brush off / dismiss . But I always had the look it was the spirit of a cranky erstwhile man who did n’t want us in his house . I felt like he tried to scare us off by turning the devotee and AC on , but it did n’t work , so he made himself more apparent . I had friends over the years refer the heavy feeling of those rooms without any prior cognition of how I felt about them . One friend walk back there , turned to wait at me , and said , ' Whoever ’s back here is not happy ! ' imply it was a ghost .
After we ’d survive in the family for about three years , I was folding laundry , and out of my peripheral , I saw ( what I remember was ) my married man walk down the hallway . I was surprised , as it was the midriff of the daylight on a Wednesday , and he was suppose to be at work . So , I stop fold laundry and depart to find him . I searched my entire house and yard and did n’t see him anywhere . I called him and asked if he was home/ had stopped by the house . Surprised , he said he was at the office and had been all day .
Fast forward one workweek . I was home with my kids when my oldest Logos ( about 6 years honest-to-goodness ) shouted , ' Who was that , mamma ? ' I hold out to his room and asked him what he was talking about . He then described to me the precise affair I ’d visualize a calendar week earlier . I had n’t told him about it , and he was at school when I ’d visualise the military man a week prior , so I knew he did n’t overhear my conversation with my husband . To this twenty-four hours ( he ’s 12 now ) , we still talk about it . We definitely both look the same thing .
The last instance I ’ll assure you about happen when we were having a new front room access install in our house . We ’d been inhabit in the business firm for eight geezerhood at that percentage point and were about to move . The former threshold frame had been ripped out , and the new skeletal frame was built . My carpenter went home for the mean solar day , planning to return the next day for the installation . When he showed up , he said , ' I had the wildest dream about this installation last Nox . I dream that a ghost , who was a cranky honest-to-goodness human , observe attacking me as I was seek to install your new door ! ' For all the years we live there , every meter we ’d remodeled a way , I always thought it felt like the house or someone was distressed we were change it .
That business firm always had a weird , heavy energy . My youngest boy NEVER sleep through the night when we lived there . We moved in when he was 12 week old and propel out when he was 9 . He always had nightmare and would run in our elbow room every night . The FIRST NIGHT in the new home , he slept through the nighttime / in his own bed , dead o.k. . We asked him why , and he tell , ' I just feel safer in the new star sign . ' What ’s ironic is that we now subsist across the street from a cemetery . "
— Lizzie
13.“I’m the youngest of four kids (one boy and three girls). My father passed when I was almost 4. Consequently, I didn’t know him except from stories from the rest of the family. One beautiful, windless spring day when I was about 14/15, I was helping my mother unload the car from our shopping trip. My arms loaded with groceries, I stopped to admire the beautiful day. I turned to close the trunk, but my arms were too full to shut it. All of a sudden, it closed on its own. I looked to see who had helped, but I was all alone. Not thinking much about it, I headed for the door when I realized I also couldn’t open the front door and screen door with my hands so full. Before my eyes, the screen door opened, and then the much heavier house door as well, seemingly on their own.”
" I thought my female parent had enter the household door , but when I beget inside , she was nowhere to be plant . So , who had open both door and shut the bole on the car ? It was geezerhood before I told this history to a really close friend who said it was in all probability my father watching out for me . The incident never scared me , and all these years subsequently , I like to think what my friend said was true . "
— Pamela , Seattle , WA
14.“Several years ago, my father passed away. Dad had always been very protective of my safety as I traveled back and forth to work over 60 miles away. One morning on the way to work, I was approaching a railroad crossing, and I noticed a man sitting near it. The man looked a lot like my dad, with his checked sports jacket and felt hat. Naturally, I slowed down to get a better look at him. Just at that moment, a train whizzed by; exactly at the time I would have been on the tracks. When the train was completely gone from sight, so was the man I had paused to see. Was my dad still protecting me and keeping me safe? I think so, don’t you?”
— Christine , Copperhill , TN
15.“I live in a house made in the ’60s or ’70s. It’s old, creepy, and horribly designed. It also has three stories. My mother is very spiritual and in tune with the afterlife. She puts bells on all of our doors to ward off evil spirits, has collections of wind chimes in and around the house, burns incense to rid the rooms of negative energy, things like that. She always says she sees things in her room in the house.”
" I ’ve always been a bit of a skeptic , but I endeavor to keep an capable mind . My skepticism come to a stoppage when I was alone one day . My female parent and stepfather had gone to work , so I arouse up to an empty planetary house . My stepfather does the washables since the automatic washer / dryer is in the ' down - down stair , ' as we call it , which is the account below the entrance of the house . Anyway , when he come back on a higher floor to their way with the clean wearing apparel , he always dumps them onto their seam , and my female parent folds them . Then , I take mine to my room . That morning , they had n’t had enough sentence to do that , so a pile of apparel was sitting at the metrical foot of their seam .
When I wake up , I heard a thin shuffling and expected to see my mother folding clothes , as I assumed she was still home . Instead , I see a brightly colour rag suddenly drop back onto the bed . It was like someone invisible was fold up it and just dropped it right when my door opened . I called my female parent to tell her what I saw , and she said , ' Oh , the maid spirit ? '
That was n’t the only time this ' maid spirit ' had render to help around the house . I ’ve forgotten to put things away , and they somehow end up in back in the cabinet or electric refrigerator . If I allow the icebox surface , she would conclude it .
I ’m not entirely over my skepticism , but I believe in the maid purport . "
16.“When I was 15, my parents split up, and my brother, my mom, and I went to stay with my aunt. She lived on a big ranch in Florida, where there was a group of trailers that the ranch hands lived in. Everybody haddogsbecause they frequently hunted deer and wild hog on the ranch. One night, all the dogs were barking, and it woke me up. I got up and looked out my window to see what the commotion was, and right above a tree next to the house was some sort of craft, just hovering. It had round lights that cast a dim blue light beam. I ran to my mom’s room and woke her up, saying she had to get up and see it. We walked out on the patio deck at the back of the house together, and the thing was gone. I looked straight up and saw its blue light zooming off into space. I pointed it out to my mom, and we watched it together until it disappeared a couple of seconds later.”
" My mum , not having seen it as closely , told me to get back in bed as I had to go to school in the morning . I did , but I was so scared that I hid under the covers and eventually fell asleep . That morning , my consternation woke me up to get quick for schooltime , and as I come alive up , I realize my seam had hundreds of blast ants in it . None burn me , but it was so unusual . I still sometimes have dreams about that night , and what I really watch . "
— Timothy , Dade City , FL
17.“I was moving to another house and collecting stuff I had outside to box up. I had two bluebird figurines in my little garden and was deciding which one was mine and which one was my mom’s. She had died, and I inherited the bluebird I had given her. As I spoke to my husband, asking out loud which one was my mom’s, one of the bluebirds did a little shimmy back and forth, seemingly to let me know it was my mom’s. It shocked me that it moved of its own accord. I can’t explain it.”
18.“When I was about 13, my family had a new home built for us, after which we all experienced paranormal events. Things like banging on the floors as if someone was in our basement, hushed whispers coming from empty rooms and the ends of hallways, and locked doors visibly trying to be pushed open. The (repeat) occurrence that still sends cold chills up my spine, though, is when my 3-year-old brother (who is 10 years younger than me) would wake up screaming about a pair of massive black hands holding him down to his bed.”
" My parents understandably believe he was having nighttime terrors or go through nap paralysis . Fast fore a pair of year , and the occurrences became fewer and further in between until they became nothing more than an odd computer storage . That all changed one night when it come about again . My brother say it feel like he was being concur down in his bed by his groundwork , but he could n’t see anything there this fourth dimension .
The next evening , my girlfriend and I were walking through the dark house ( everyone else was asleep ) , and I drop my lighter . select my sound ’s flashlight , I bend down to grab it . As I endure up , I glanced over at my parents ’s closed bedroom room access . In front of it was a monolithic black public figure . It had no defining feature , but I could tell apart it was the condition of a man , standing at maybe 7 and 1/2 foundation marvellous .
I froze with my torch , still concentrate on the figure . My girlfriend was down the hall at the back door , look back at me as I stood there , frigid . The figure slowly move out of sight behind a dividing wall and disappeared . I stayed there , immobilise in reverence , for what felt like 15 minutes before I finally went out of the back door as tight as I could . I said nothing to my girl for at least the next hour . She pointed out that I had go absolutely livid and that my whole body was insensate to the touch . I never told my brother about what I watch . "
19.“This happened to my uncle. My maternal grandmother never liked my uncle — I mean, shereallydisliked him. The only reason anyone will give is that she disapproved of her daughter marrying him. In the late ’90s, my grandmother was dying. My aunt went to the west coast to see her before she passed, and my uncle remained at home. One night, my uncle got up from the couch to go to the bathroom. As he walked into the darkness of the hall, he saw my grandmother, clear as day. She gave him her usual ‘I don’t like you’ look, then disappeared. At that exact moment, the phone rang. My aunt called to tell him that her mother died. He already knew. As my uncle likes to say about the experience, ‘She got the last word.’
20.“In 1994, my mother-in-law had a stroke and was hospitalized for about six months. She eventually became unresponsive, and the doctors said that she would never recover. They told us the best option was to remove her from life support. The family made the difficult decision, and a date/time was chosen. The family did not want to watch their mother die, so we all gathered around the kitchen table at my sister-in-law’s, where ‘Ma’ had lived. At about 6 p.m. I literally watched as one of the plants that Ma had owned seemingly JUMPED from the windowsill and onto the floor. Moments later, the hospital called to say that she had just passed away. We chalked it up as Ma saying goodbye.”
21.“Back in the ’80s, when I was 8 years old, I went on a cross-country road trip with my grandparents from Oregon to Florida to visit an aunt who had terminal cancer. My aunt and I had a special bond, as I lived with her from birth until I was 6, at which point I had to move in with my grandparents due to her health. During the trip, I was saved from certain death on three different occasions. The first time, about halfway there, my grandmother gave me a quarter to use on a chicken/egg prize machine at a restaurant we were nearing that we had stopped at before. In the ’80s, seatbelts were not required, so I was lying down in the backseat when I stupidly put the quarter in my mouth and began to choke on it. I could not breathe at all; it was pretty securely lodged in my throat. I sat up and felt myself get struck in the back with enough force for the quarter to fly out of my mouth.”
" As I caught my breather , I asked my grandparent if either of them had just strike me in the back , and they both answer , ' Not me . ' I never did find that twenty-five percent , either .
On the 2nd social occasion , we were out at a rest catch when I went exploring in a desert - type area . I happened upon a Diamondback Rattlesnake — whose bite can befatalto man . Instinctively , I freeze . sec later , a medium - sized Amaranthus albus roll over it and stopped right on top of it . I used that opportunity to hightail it back to the car , prosperous to make an escape .
Finally , the third occasion . As we were nearing our destination , we had a tyre gala affair , and the car started to swerve back and forth . I felt myself being pushed back against the fundament and held there so that I was completely immobile , keeping me safe . Meanwhile , my grandparents were being collide around back and forth in the front posterior .
When we finally arrived in Florida not too long after , we were saddened to hear that my aunty lose her battle with cancer two days prior , about the metre I was save the first meter from choking on the one-quarter . Some say they were coincidences , but I firmly conceive that my good aunty saved my life a few time , just as hers was being take in . "
— Tonda , Portland , OR
" In that same house but on a different day , I had just crawl into bed and turned out the visible light . I clearly heard someone walking up the stairs . This was an old Victorian , so everything creaked . I figured I forget to put the gate up to keep the dog from come on a higher floor , so I hopped out of bed , turned the brightness level on in the hall … and discovered that , nope , the gate was up , and the weenie was on a lower floor . I slept with the lights on that night . "
— JAS , Ohio , USA
23.Finally, “The incident happened one evening when I was alone for the first time in the new home. My adoptive parents had gone out for the evening, and I elected to stay home. I was either 13 or 14 when this happened. The new home was a split-foyer two-level home. It was a very nice home for a medium-sized family. I remember going to take a shower for the evening. The home was obviously well-insulated, which made it nearly too quiet — you could barely hear anything from the outside. Just as I was about to start undressing, I heard the sound of the downstairs door on the bottom floor in the cellar shut loudly. It makes a very distinct sound, and I know I didn’t imagine it. The sound alone startled me, and I sat on the toilet seat with the lights on in the bathroom, and I listened.”
We had two miniature schnauzer dogs in the house . Neither one was startled by the auditory sensation , and neither barked to permit me bang someone or something was in the house . I did n’t dare move . I could hear the sound of step coming up the bottom story foyer stairs . The sign was mostly wall - to - wall carpeting , so you could only hear footsteps if you ( or another person ) walk heavily .
I hear the step continue as they landed on the linoleum storey in the foyer where the front door was located . They paused . Then , they come up the carpeted step into the living way . Once they reached the top , the pace stopped again . There were no other sounds within the house — no voices , no other movement , no barking . The dog-iron were no help , they did n’t even oppose . I move around off the bathroom light , not desire this unknown being to know that anyone was home . The footfall start again , get into the dining room to the left of the living room . They were rather melt , but I could still make them out . From the dining room , I get a line the footsteps very clearly run into the tiled floor in the kitchen . I knew it was n’t in my head . I had no way to gain a earphone , I was stuck in the toilet , and I kept thinking about how my fate would be sealed while sit down in full cloak on a bathroom . The footsteps stop for a while in the kitchen . Then , they came down the long hall , which lead to my adopted parent ’s sleeping room , my sister ’s bedroom , my bedroom , and the lav I was hiding in . They went first into my adoptive parents ’s room , then my baby ’s , and eventually into my room . I did not move . I could n’t . I did n’t know what to think . I could n’t hear any breathing or any human sounds from whoever was in the theater . I really felt defeated and useless because I was too frightened to snap up for the door , break open out , and run outside . This part is what affright the hell out of me . The footsteps came back down the hall and stopped in front of the john door . I leaned forward , trying to make out any telltale human strait . Something . Breathing , swallowing , etc . Nothing , just muteness . I wanted to cry . I wanted to hollo out and warn the affair that I was going to call for help . I did n’t . This was the moment that I unfeignedly trust I was going to die . That this unknown being was expire to come crashing through the doorway and end my life . Because I am telling this now , you lie with that this , of course , did not happen .
I stayed and did n’t dare move . Sweating , I stayed completely focussed on the room access . At no point did this being number or even touch the threshold handle . I would have think if someone really wanted to hurt me , they would have seek to launch the door at least , or maybe even ping to see if I would answer . dead , without any monition , the footsteps ruffle and moved aside , back towards the steps . I get a line them fall , hit the foyer down , and continue down the second set of step . I could see the footsteps on the hard trading floor in the root cellar . I take heed the downstairs threshold open and close . It was gone . I sat alone in that bathroom , not acknowledge how I was going to explain any of this to my adopted parents so that they would believe me .
at long last , I got the nerve to launch the privy door . Nothing was interrupt and the dogs were nowhere to be seen . In front of the lav door , there were two classifiable shoeprints on the carpet . They had flat sole with no mark . My adopted parents had just had someone come in to houseclean the carpet that day , so I cognise these were tonic . I walked around the upstairs , but there were no other shoeprints anywhere . I recall that , back when my grandfather was alive , he would always wear off arduous sole garb shoes with no scoring on the bottom .
I get turning on all the lights in the house and looking around . No more prints . This disturbed me very much . I walk to the back room access , remembering I sustain it was locked before I went to shower . It was still locked , with no sign of a perturbation or accounting entry . My adopted parents eventually come home , and I told them what had happened . Of course , they thought that I had made this total scenario up and was seeking attention . I stood my earth and even showed them the shoeprints . When I looked down and point to the carpeting , the step were no longer there .
I have keep this level with me for over 40 years . To this 24-hour interval , I still believe it happened . I in truth feel that it was my grandfather coming to the new home to see that we were good . "
— Mike C , Boerne , TX
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