" I fed a manslayer on a hebdomadal base and never knew anything was awry . "
WARNING : This post hold mentions of force , decease , and suicide . Please go on with caution .
Happy spooky season, everyone! If you’re a fan of all things horror like me, boy do I have a treat for you.
Every month, I askBuzzFeed readerslike you to share the creepiest, most unbelievable things they’ve ever experienced. True crime, paranormal, glitches in the matrix…everything is fair game. As always, I’m here with another batch of creepy tales that range from moderately unsettling to downright horrifying. Here are 23 of the very best, most horrifying stories:
1.“My parents bought a house in the middle of nowhere. The original owner of the house died by suicide in the garage. The next man who owned the house rented the house to a friend. The friend died while living in the house. The man then sold the house to my parents. He died two weeks after my parents closed on the house. Before moving in, my dad befriended a couple in town and, after hearing about the house, the wife insisted on coming by and [smudging] the place. My dad didn’t believe in any of the nonsense about the house being haunted or having ‘bad juju,’ but he let her sage anyway. That didn’t do any good, though, because my dad died very unexpectedly a few months later in a freak accident at the house.”
" My mom sold the house to a vernal couple who I ’m desire do n’t have horrible fortune with the place . If I had the extra money laying around , I would have bought the damn thing from my mommy just so I could light it on fervency . "
— eb17
2.“When I was 17 and a foster kid living in Oakland, the family I stayed with had this old, typical San Francisco-style two-story house with wood floors. One night, I went to the bathroom that was right in front of the stairs on the first floor. As I was about to walk back upstairs, I saw the bottom of a lady’s long, white gown at the top of the stairs. I thought it was the foster mom or sister and asked if they wanted me to leave the light on in the bathroom for them. No response. The gown just turned and went down the hallway.”
" I thought it must have been my foster sister sleepwalking , because she was still little , like 10 or 11 , and did that sometimes . I went upstairs and glance in the parents ' room . They were both snoring . I go back to our elbow room , where my sister was dead at peace in her bed , wearing a Raiders T - shirt . I was gross out out and promptly closed our door to the hallway as I suddenly clear that there was no sound of footfall walk on the wood storey . I hopped in seam and hid under my blanket for the rest of the Nox . "
— Anonymous
3.“My dad was good friends with theGreen River Killer. They ate lunch together every day for 10 years, while he (unbeknownst to my dad) had dead women in the back of his pickup in the Kenworth parking lot. Nobody at his church knew, either. He could be one of the most prolific serial killers in American history, if he actually killedas many women as he claimed.”
— meow_mix
Gary Ridgway , the Green River Killer , was convict of 49 murder , but claims the numeral is actually close to 80 . you’re able to read more about himhere .
4.“As a kid, I grew up on a street that was newly developed. There was a vacant lot across the road that led down a hill to a river. I had a recurring nightmare that me and my brothers were in the lot picking up rubbish. I’d get to the river bank, look in the water, and a red demon (traditional devil-looking character) would drag me into the water to drown. I’d wake up terrified. This happened a lot when I was a kid, but as I got older, the dreams stopped, and I didn’t really mention it to anyone.”
" Fast - forward many long time later , and my 5 - year - honest-to-goodness daughter wakes up crying from a bad dream . I comfort her and require her if she want to tell me what the aspiration was about . She tells me , ‘ I was in a field picking flowers , and I got too close to the river , and a red devil drag me in . ’ I did n’t know what to say , it sounded just like my dream from when I was a kid . She has had the same dream a few times since as well . "
5.“I have been a nurse for over 20 years. I’ve had plenty of weird, creepy experiences, but this one still chills me. I had two older patients that I was taking care of, one in room 304 and one in room 305. If there wasn’t a wall between their rooms, their head boards would have been butted up to each other. The gentleman in 305 was completely non-verbal — he didn’t talk, he didn’t respond to ANY stimuli, his pupils were fixed and staring. He was physically still alive, but mentally not there. At ALL. My patient in 304 was basically there to die, but she was completely alert and oriented.”
" short , in the middle of the night , she claim a turn for the worse . She was struggling to breathe , panicking . beg for help but adamant that we do n’t do anything to ‘ save her ’ from dying . I turned up her O , called the doctor to get society , then started doing what the physician ordered to assay to get her comfortable again . While I was dish out Master of Education , my nursemaid technical school came to the bedside next to me . In an incredulous voice , she said , ‘ You have get to go see way 305 … ’
I had another nurse stay with my patient in 304 and head to 305 . I heard him before I even walk in . He was SINGING in a loud , shaky but beautiful strain . Singing about meeting God at the pearly gates and ‘ go home . ’ I tardily walk into the room and said his name . No response , he keep singing . I grabbed his pegleg , no reply , STILL singing . I gently shook his arm , but he still did not answer to me at all . He was just laying in bed , staring out at nothing and singe hymn about going home to heaven .
I stood and listened for a few secondment , but I finally went back to my die patient . After about 25 or 30 minutes , she take her last breath . I fix about doing all the things I call for to do after a death , but remembered my patient role in 305 . I went to his doorway , and all I heard was secretiveness . I glance my promontory in and depend at him . He was position there , as usual , gaze out at nothing , completely mute . Once my other patient passed , he stop over singing , and I never heard him make another audio the sleep of the time I cared for him . I observe the whole billet kind of beautiful , but it still freaks me out . "
6.“I was coming home from work one night in college, and I remembered it was Valentine’s Day. I was tired after work, so I got home and went right to sleep. I woke up in the middle of the night to my roommate knocking on my bedroom door, telling me that someone was trying to open our back door. I woke up and let her into my room, and we peeked outside together from my bedroom window, where we could see police lined up with their lights on in the front of the house.”
" We called 911 to see if the starter would recite us what was live on on . She countenance me know that a man had attack a adult female with a machete . He was running from the cops through backyard , and he was probably in ours now . We then saw a bunch of cops with their accelerator drawn and a K9 officer walk down our driveway , sound off down our fence , and release the dog , catching this man and cop him in our backyard .
The creepiest part happened the next morning . We function to look at the harm to the fence and saw a bloody handprint on our white back room access . I ’ll never forget that . "
7.“This took place during the time of the war in Vietnam. Our house didn’t have air conditioning, so we kept our windows open. One night, I heard the dog bark and then what sounded like a bottle hitting the ground. After that, she stopped barking. I went to get ready for bed, and I felt like someone was trying to look at me through the blinds that I had closed. I went to bed anyways and drifted off to sleep. Suddenly, I was being overtaken by mosquitoes.”
" I yelled out to my father , confused as to why there were so many mosquito in my way . I sat up in bed and turned on the light to find that the windowpane at the substructure of my layer had been open as wide as it could . The blinds were pluck entirely up and the screen had been take away . That had been done to several windows in the house . shortly after , my daddy fenced in the backyard and instal cardinal breeze conditioning . "
8.“My mom used to call my grandma every single night. However, during a family camping trip when I was 15, she was unable to call her because the cellphone reception was horrible. So, my dad promised we could go to the nearest town for breakfast in the morning so that she could get service and call grandma. But when we got to town, mom had over a dozen missed calls and voicemails. Most of them were from my cousin who lived across the country. She would always talk about having visions, but my parents and I thought she was full of it.”
" My mom listened to the messages , and my full cousin was crying and saying someone was hurting my granny at that precise second . She keep asking for my mom to call or go to her because she was being stabbed . My cousin described fire and being suspended in the air . The remaining voicemails from other family member trying to narrate ma that grandma had been slay . Someone had broken in , stab her , splice her up , and then light the house on blast . It was bad enough that my mom blamed herself because it fall out during their common speech sound call time , but the vivid mixture of visions and voicemails is why we do n’t really talk about my gran ’s death . "
9.“I used to waitress at a restaurant in a small town. We had regulars that were average people — not big tippers and sometimes a pain — but for the most part, they were nice. Well, one day, one of them popped up on the news because he had been arrested in connection with his fiancée’s murder. They hadn’t even found her body, and he’d already been convicted of first degree murder.I fed a murderer on a weekly basis, and never knew anything was awry.”
— kelseyj4d5e1133e
10.“I used to have precognitive dreams all the time. They were little moments that would end up happening like I experienced them in the dream. One time, I had the most vivid dream about a car accident. So vivid I thought I must have seen it on TV while I was falling asleep, but I realized that wasn’t possible because I had gone from seeing the accident from the outside of the truck to suddenly being inside, viewing from what would have been the backseat if the car had one. I saw the truck flip over and both passengers hit their heads on the windshield, killing them.”
" It really bothered me , because it seemed more substantial than other dreams . I could n’t sway it , I talk about it to a few masses , and carried on marvel what prompt it in the first place . Several weeks later , I arrived at the scene of an indistinguishable accident — same trivial blanched truck flipped over in the exact same spot as my aspiration : one-half in the left lane of the highway and half on the grassy median value . Every detail was the exact same , and it horrified me . "
— c449114c2a
11.“When my great-uncle was still alive, I saw him once a year and did not have a really warm relationship with him. Ten-year-old me thought of him being old, a bit peculiar, but kind. The day he passed away, my parents went to his house to clean up before they sold the place. I inherited his piano.”
" I always want to have a piano in my sleeping room , so I was filled with joyfulness when I got it . One day , I was alone in my room practicing ‘ Für Elise ’ when suddenly , the piano took over . I had mastered only the intro and chorus , but the piano go on with the character I did not know . You could n’t see the keys being pressed , but you could hear it . I called my sister and a ally , and they turn sick . After a while , it stopped by itself like nothing had ever happened . So eldritch . "
12.“My husband and I were newly married and were searching for an apartment in Long Beach, California. One we came upon was on a very nice street in a converted older home. There were established trees around the yard, and the landscaping was neatly trimmed. The landlord greeted us at the driveway and told us she would show us around. All was well with me so far — I really liked the location and appearance of the outside area. The apartment was on the second floor, so we went up the stairs behind our guide. The minute I started up the stairs, I felt very strange and uneasy.”
" I momently closed my eye , and when I open up them , I clearly saw blood smeared all along the wall to my left wing . I close down my eyes again , and when I open them , there was no rip visible . I did n’t say anything about what happened to me , and we stay to view the apartment . At the remnant of the hitch , my married man took me aside and said he did n’t like the flat and we should keep looking .
After a tenacious day of see for our flat , we decided to break off for coffee and discourse the places we count at . During the discussion , my married man said he thought the 2nd floor apartment in the old house search good on the outside , but he did n’t wish the inside . I require what he particularly did n’t like , and he said that if he tell me , I would call up he was fall back it . I laughed and told him I would not , so he proceeded to tell me that the stairway pay him a creepy-crawly feeling and that he think something bad had happened there . I was flabbergasted and told him what had happen to me while we were there . We gaze at each other for a few endorsement and decided then and there that we made the right decision . "
13.“I had a dream that my parents were being held hostage in my bedroom, which was in the basement. In the dream, I came home and thought it was weird that the only lights on were in my room, knowing I turned them off when I left. So I walked over to the little basement window and peeked in to see my parents bound in back-to-back chairs and a man waving a knife at them. The man heard me and turned around. I saw his face and ran back to my car. Then, I woke up from the dream. Not that weird, right? Well, fast-forward two years, and I meet my mom’s new boyfriend, who went on to become my stepdad. It was, in fact, the man I dreamt of holding my parents hostage.”
— janellebaker
14.“I was on a plane flying from NYC to LA in February of 2020. I had fallen asleep and had the wildest dream: I was on the same exact plane with the same exact people, but this time the Grim Reaper — in black cloaks, with a scythe and all creepiness — was slowly walking down the aisle. It stopped at me and asked in the most terrifying, otherworldly voice, ‘Do you want to die?’ to which I responded, ‘No!’ So, it kept on moving down the aisle.”
" I woke up when the planer land , chalking up my dreaming to a weekend of partying with friends in NYC with little to no sleep . But as presently as we get to the gate , we were told to stay in our seats with no further direction . A few minutes later , they inform us that someone on the plane had been feeling nauseated and had travel from China to NYC and now NYC to LA , and as a safeguard with ‘ this raw computer virus happening around the world , ’ the CDC was coming on board , etc . We were finally release and when I got off the planing machine , I saw a untried girl and her mother both take care not well fundamentally in fictile bubble hem in by members of the CDC and airport staff . Scary . "
15.“This happened a few years ago, a couple days before Christmas. It was the weekend, and my mother and I were doing our usual weekend thing: ordering food and watching crappy (holiday) TV movies. We had just ordered the food, and not too long after that, we heard a knock at the door. We both looked at each other knowing there was no way that the delivery was here already. It was way too quick.”
" My female parent answered the door , and there was a woman fend there who we ’d never see before . She involve if someone in particular was there , my mammy said no , and shut out the doorway . I could n’t get a line what the woman said because of the television set , but my female parent said the cleaning lady asked for Gloria .
If you ’ve come this far , you ’re probably marvel how this is a creepy story . Well , I ’ll order you . My grandmother ’s name was Gloria . She never lived at our house , and we ’d been the only people live on in this firm for decades . So , it ’s not like we ’d just moved in and someone was looking for a late occupant . Now for the eldritch part : My grandmother had been stagnant for about 15 eld at that point . I picked up my phone to text my first cousin about it , and it short select me that my grandma passed away around Christmas time . My cousin then reminded me that she actually died THAT DAY . The same mean solar day this random cleaning lady came to my sign and asked for Gloria . I like to think that was my grandma stopping by to say hello . I miss you , Mimi . Drop by any meter . "
16.“I worked in a small town public library about 15 years ago. One woman, Tina, paid for a lost book with a check, which bounced. A couple of my coworkers knew her personally and were surprised — it wasn’t like her. They were all like, ‘I can’t believe Tina would write a bad check!’ Later that week, Tina strangled her mother and staged it to look like a suicide. We never did get paid for the book.”
— katieeighty
17.“My uncle used to have a typewriter in his house, but not any ink for it. I would sometimes tap on the keys and pretend I was writing a story, but get told off by my uncle. One day, while my grandmother was sick in the hospital, there was something strange written on the typewriter. It said, ‘Fifteen months,’ in dark red ink. I checked to see if the typewriter had any ink left, but it didn’t. I took the paper out and threw it away, since I was 10 at the time and thought it was a joke. That’s how long my grandmother was alive for. Fifteen months. Sometimes when I visit, I see my name written on it. My uncle, aunt, and cousins don’t remember and think it was from when I used to play with it.”
— Onyx
18.“I was on aroadtripand heard a voice in my head very clearly say, ‘Accident in Oakville.’ I don’t know what it was, but I was on edge and drove extra carefully. I pulled up to a red light, and left extra space in front of me due to this ‘warning.’ Suddenly, there was a loud sound, things in the car went flying, followed by another loud sound. A vehicle traveling at full speed had hit me from behind and pushed my car underneath the cube van in front of me. The extra space I left in front of me as a caution saved my life. My car was repaired, and I survived the crash. I had a friend who died less than a year prior to this accident, and there is no one in the world who can convince that it wasn’t them who protected me that day.”
— t4e202438f
19.“My fiancé and I were in Nashville touring wedding venues. Afterwards, we visited Broadway and checked out the bars and live music and were both a little tipsy. We called it an early night as we had to drive home to DC the next afternoon and went back to our hotel room around 7 p.m. We took a nap, then around 9, we ordered takeout and ate in the room, talking about the day. Our hotel room was set up a bit oddly: The front door opened into the sleeping space, and past the bed was the living room, separated by protrusions coming from the wall.”
" My fiancé went to kip , and I continue up for a bite scrolling on my sound . I do n’t know what fourth dimension I finally move to layer . At some detail in the night , I inflame up on my side , facing the living room . I felt like I was being watched . I open my centre , and there was a shadow somebody tuck into the protrusion come apart the rooms . I finger like they were staring at me . I ’ve had paranormal experience before , so I was n’t now terrified . They were about 5’7 ” with shoulder length curly or poofy fuzz ( think a silhouette of Sirius Black ) . I acknowledged them and tell them they could bide if they were respectful and tending their own , and that we would be out of their space in the cockcrow . I rolled over , hugged my fiancé , and went back to rest without incident .
We checked out of the hotel , got breakfast , and run into the road the next dawning . It was pitch opprobrious as we were drive through mountains when my fiancé order , ‘ Oh , I forgot to tell you about this dream I had last night . ’ He proceed to severalise me that he was dreaming that he opened his eyes and there was a figure digest over him — nozzle to nozzle — almost visit him . The dreaming then shifted , and he was now view himself and the build from a third person ’s linear perspective . He said that the tail figure was mirroring him — when he moved to get around it , it mime him and barricade him so he could n’t get to me and he could n’t get aside .
My heart was beat when I asked him what it looked like . He said it was punishing to tell because there were n’t identifiable features . They were a shadow , but they did have distinct poofy hairsbreadth that extend to its shoulder . I was shocked . I told him that I had never planned to differentiate him what I had seen because I knew he get uncomfortable when I did that variety of thing ( and I remember it had bequeath us alone ) . But I then told him how I had seen the same figure in the corner of our way . We were both shocked , and needless to say , we did not go back to that hotel on our wedding planning trips to Nashville . "
20.“A couple of years ago in the winter, I was in my room, sitting by my desk with the window open. We lived in the middle of the woods with no close neighbors. My window faced thick woods with no hiking trails, just old forest with a couple remains of old houses. It’s kind of dangerous, actually — there are lots of old, uncovered wells and spiky metal wire around. Plus, it was, like, -25°C at least, with a good 40ish centimeters of snow, and pitch black at night when this occurred. Suddenly, I heard humming and heavy breathing coming from the woods, likeveryclose to my house. Then whatever it was started singing, just loud enough for me to hear. I could not understand the language, but it was 100% a male voice.”
" Then , a relative of mine happened to drive by our family with a tractor ( to clear up the route of snow ) , and the singing stopped . I get wind very fast footsteps run further away from our house . I ca n’t fucking conceive of anyanimalthat could make those noise , but then again , it could have been something that was n’t human . We went to see if we could line up tracks the next daytime , but there was nothing there . It ’s possible we just did n’t find out them — the woods are boneheaded , and walking in deep snow is dim and exhausting . Either direction , I ’ll never live who or what it was . "
— sperkeles
21.“I lived in a very old house close to where the Gettysburg battles were fought. The city is rich in history. When I was sleeping, I would hear someone call my name during the night. One day, I noticed a small boy in the corner of my room, dressed in Civil War-type clothing. My guinea pigs would jump and make noise when he’d go near their crate, confirming what I was seeing. I never said anything to my parents at the time, but years later, I mentioned it, and they described seeing the exact same boy I was seeing, too.”
22.“In college, I had a friend who claimed to be a ghost magnet. One night, we made a plan to explore the attic in one of the campus buildings that I had found accidentally unlocked, in an old Victorian mansion. To get to the attic, you had to go up two flights of servant’s stairs, then up another smaller set of stairs, to get to a landing with a doorway on either side of it. When we got there and looked up at the landing, I saw a shadow figure standing right above us, leaning over the railing and looking down. We both looked at each other and without a word BOLTED back down to the main floor. Once we caught our breath, I distinctly remember my friend saying, ‘I don’t think that man was alive.’”
23.“I used to work onsite of an old cotton mill. It had since been knocked down and turned into a retail park. There was 100% a pain in the ass ghost in our store room. I would load up a trolley with stock to go and put out on the shop floor, and when I turned around, the entire trolley would be empty. I don’t mean knocked over, I mean every item was back where I picked it up from. It would piss me off more than scare me. The ghost also used to peek around at us. There was a bit in the stock room where TV boxes were packed tight together, with zero room between them apart from one ‘corridor’ in the middle. I would get a feeling of being watched. I’d turn around to look and would see a shadow dip back behind one of the TV boxes, like it was watching you and hiding when it got caught.”
" Oh , it used to turn the Light off , too . That was annoying because it would always be when I was far from the switch . I would verbalise to it all the metre , and if I was having a bad mean solar day , just inquire it to leave me alone , and it would . "
— kimberleymolden
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