Creepiest thing that ever happened to you? I'll start
>be me
>camping in woods
>need something from car
>car is far away
>go by myself
>walk up gravel road to car
>got whatever I needed from car
>hear noises coming from treeline
>autism activated
>time to investigate
>two glowing eyes like 10 feet deep in the woods
>whatthefuck
>they start going towards me
>whatever it is, it's no happy
>nope
>sprint to campsite
>I almost died that day
retard
wow. you got scared by a deer
>was jogging with my gf
>we went around a lake and it was longer than we thought
>it became dark and we still had 1/3 to go around
>suddenly
>out of nowhere a huge shadow crossed the path in front of us
>I give off a demon like scream like I didn't knew I could make
>I ran
>didn't care about my gf
>wanted to climb a tree
>thought it was a bear judging by the size
>re-thought an grabbed my gf
>we both hid behind a stump for about 10 minutes
>ran home as fast as we could
>damn good sex after
>Moved in to my own house after 3 years of service, at the age of 21.
>Organize everything, fair apartment in a nice neighborhood, proud of myself.
>Few months later already settle in, comfy in my end house, eveything is in place.
>Landlord is a cool dude, gave me a tour of the house before so I get used to it easily.
>As the days pass, I start noticing scratching sounds along a corridor leading to my bedroom from the living room.
>Soft scratches, nothing too serious, I thought it was running water or something from how it sounded.
>Don't mind it for a while, until a few months pass.
>Scratching becomes a bit louder whenever it is present, and sometimes it feels like it's coming from multiple sources, specifically along the corridor.
>Start feeling uneasy wheneve I hear it, still, figure it's probably rats or something.
>Call exterminator, go sleep at parents' house for a week until it's done.
>Week passes quite fast, ready to go home.
>Drive home, shit bricks as I walk in.
>Corridor wall has multiple holes in it, close to the floor.
>Freak out, call exterminator to ask what happened.
>He doesn't know, also says he hasn't heard any scratching and that no rats were found.
Cont?
Yes faggot
>be me 18
>still lie at my parents home
>be at the kitchen on my laptop
>heard a noise at a window beside me
>look outside to see a guy in a red hoodie at the window
>after I look at him he went to the side
>I went outside to look where he went
>He wasn't there
>no idea where he went
>After a year
>one morning I went to look out the window
>The same guy with the red hoodie was climbing over my wall
>After he saw he went back over the wall
>I went to get my gun it was 22 calibre revolver
>I went outside to look to where he went
>I didn't find him
I'm now 20 years old and have not seen him since I don't intend to see him again
i once posted if you dont reply your mom will die
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Just like /x/
this thread is shit and probably going to die anytime now
bump for sorta interest
Here is a tale of two poops
And...
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hurry up! I'm losing my boner here!
>be me
>at my grandmays house
>love my grandmay
>sister is there too
>day goes well, play handheld vidya i brought(fuck yes beat the elite four finally, fucking OP saphire pokemon league)
>getting dark out, sis is just being a girl like always and chatting away on the phone all day
>get into bed early still playing pokemon(im a pretty /f/it bro but because of my nerdiness i have little friends)
>all is calm, sis is asleep
>hear creaking because of generic old home floor
cont
>ignore it
>probably grandmay hemroid night poopin
>still playing vidya, eyes sore, but i will be the very best
>creaking stops close to our bedroom door
>the bedroom is shaped so you walk down the hallway, turn left, walk foward,turn left again and there is the door
>expecting grandmay to ask if im okay or anything because grandmay is a Saint
>door opens slightly, all black outside as far as i can tell
>whoever is there can see me but i can see them(thanks vidya)
>i can only see by the dim game boy light
in the bedroom, doesnt even cast shadows
cont
try talking to neighbors about it, might just be a local autist
>anxiety kicks in
>feels like i have the world pushing on my chest im so spooked
>dont know what to do, turn off gameboy and have no light whatsoever, or keep it on so i can see
>so in love with pokemanz i turn my head ever so slowly back to it and start playing
>feels like everything is becoming distorted, slow, im becoming more tired, but the anxiety makes me wide awake(must be like what weed the first time does to you)
>feel like someone is pushing the dark half of the room closer to me
>its so fucking dark in here
>hear slight breathing, then a quick outburst of a giggle, followed by a thud
>holy shit im going to die its some freaky ass doll or something about to kill me
>mind kicks into overdrive obviously
>muscles tense up, testosterone takes over
>chad mind downloaded
>prep myself to jump off my bed and hit that light switch
>do or die
cont
>with a mighty chad roar i spring off my bed
>almost to light switch
>(using the gameboy light and my knowledge of the room as a guide)
>foot away from switch i see a wrinkled, grey skinned hand grab it
>my eyes get watery im about to die...(i freeze up)
>no, i wont let it end this way
>drop gameboy
>start jabbing the air infront of me
>then i go for a right hook
>connects with flesh(feels like the side of a face)
>hear a wet thud against the wall
>hear a scream and the lights flick on
>its was grandmay and sis
>playing a prank
>tfw cracked grandmays head off the wall and the giggle was sis trying to be quiet slipping out of bed
so you killed your granny?
>sis calls ambulance with a furious/destroyed emotionally face(yelling at me of course)
>grandmay wont even move
>sis takes it too far
>calls me a bitch
>im so filled with anxiety i choke slam her into the wall
>she gags and grasps my wrists
>i grow a huge devil dick from my stomach
>strangle her to death
>proceed to fuck and inseminate her corpse with my bloody devil boner
>Tfw faces on the emergency call takers faces
>hiding in grandmays attic ever since
And thats how babies are made kiddos
you fuckers better upvote my post i took alot of time to write those
>Be me in HS
>Boarding school in 3rd world country in the hills
>In the middle of nowhere
>1 day holiday, no permission to leave dorm
>Curfew extended
>Me and 4 other guys sneaked to the road leading to our school for smoke
>No streetlights, the closest habitation is a special ed boarding school about 2km away, the next one is a suburb 4km away
>Been living there for a year so we're used to the dark, moon is out
>finish smoking so we went back through the road
>pass by a tree that we know to have some supernatural shit, though some people sometimes park there to fuck
>suddenly heard a voice, all 5 of us
>smooth velvety voice, high pitch
>sound fluctuating between a woman or a child
>"where are you going?" "come here"
>look around the roadside, small bushes no one can hide there
>sound again from the tree "come here"
>mfw my friend try to talk back
>it mentioned one of my friend's name "user, come here.
>we bolted around 50 meters to the school compound gate.
>even my friend who wanted to talk back ran
>stop for breath
>mfw the voice sounded again right next to us
>ran again to our dorm, right to my room, remember that sometimes there's a voice in the attic right above my room
>bolted out to where there's a crowd