The Clown in the woods

So i am a police officer well Special constable to be truthful but what i saw in the woods will ok might stay with me for life.
I was working the night shift 2 nights ago downtown in the city centre ok for a Friday night it was bad members of the public getting drunk and also starting fights after the bars had closed i had only just gotten back out of the station after taking a young male around the age of 16 and who had been under age drinking.
after taking him to the station and getting back on patrol after doing the paper work on him it was a good 2 and half hours after getting back out and nothing happing i got a call from control telling me that there was a 999 call and the caller said the was in the woods i wont say the name of the woods.
but when i got their and cut off my sirens but kept my blue emergency lights on and flashing along with me head lights on and getting to the end of the woods where a building was.
after getting to the end of the woods where a building was and not seeing anyone i contacted my the control room and telling them that it might just be a prank call by youths and was going to check the building out and if needed stay with them until their mother and father/ career comes back and tell them why i am their.
as soon as i got out of my car and only being crewed alone so not have any back up to help me.
when i got out of my car and walked up to the door i noticed they was a song coming from within the building along with laughing i knocked on the door and someone turning down the song the door slowly opened when i went into the building in question and checked every where and not seeing anyone well that’s when i was about to leave the building that’s when i saw around 9 to 10 people dressed up as clowns but was only at the back door and all holding hunting knifes.
this being England and me not able to carry and weapon on my parson and seeing them all have knifes i ran to my car all the while reaching for my radio emergency button on top and getting no response from the control room back at HQ but being able to get inside my car and revers out of the wood i drove away still trying to reach help when i remembered my phone i called 999 and told the operator who i was when she put me thou to police and the control room asking why i wasn’t answering my radio .
before i could explain i heard a explosion and saw smoke and fire coming from the woods when i told control what had just happened they told me to keep everyone back and the fire services are on their way as we speak.
after the fire service put the fire out and i went to see for myself i saw the building the clowns was in and a little note the note read HAPPY HALLOWEEN PIG signed ~killer Miller~ .
so clowns we will be looking out for you this time.

My 2 hotel cleck stories

THE NORTHSIDE JACKOFF BANDIT WHO DRESS LIKE FREDDY KRUEGER
I work has a late-night shift supervisor for a hotel on the ghetto side of town near a major highway in Louisiana. Our hotel locks it doors after dark for safety reasons. to check in you had to do though a window.
ALL BEGIN IN JAN 2011, a girl I work had something happen to her. (this girl is lesbian and never saw a naked man in her life,) Late 1 nite during her shift a guy n a dark 4 door car park sideways n front of the window. After a while she felt the guy watching her. Then the guy was blowing kisses at her and he was DOING SOMETHING TO HIMSELF (U CAN GUESS WHAT IT IS) She gave him a gross but shock reaction and she called the police & gave them plate number, but they never came. Nx morning manager who is transgender basically a girl with a manhood. The girl asks our manager does a manhood really like that. The manager said yes. The guy got the reaction he wanted. I came back from my 2 days off to the grave yard shift. I had no idea what was waiting for me.
It was after midnight I noticed a car with a man in a Freddy Krueger shift it pulled n sideways in front of the check in window. at 1st i thought he was waiting 4 someone. After a couple of minutes i got the feeling he was watching me. Then i remembered what my co-worker told me & i no it was the same car. I called the police. I no this guy wanted me 2 look at him so 2 make sure i wouldn’t look at him. I started 2 watch GNR videos. Once i start watching GNR i don’t pay attention at anything at all. I notice out of the corner of my eye he even pulled up little more. But i didn’t look all.
Then a customer n a big truck pulled up on the side of the car & block his view of me. So then the car left. not even 2 minutes later the cops showed up. it was too late.
He seems to always show up after our security left at 2am and b4 5am.
Over the nx 2 yrs he would show up in different vehicle but always the same damn Freddy Krueger shit every four months. One time he showed up I called the non-emergency police report for my cell phone so he wouldn’t me doing it. He seems to always leave b4 they would show up. I found out from the city police that he was doing these for months only to the hotels who had check out windows when a girl was working by herself with no onsite security on non-busy nights. They have called THE NORTHSIDE JACKOFF BANDIT.
The last I saw him was in summer of 2013 b4 I left. It was after 2am and I wasn’t n a good mood with migraine. Bandit took to whole new level. He got out the car and hit behind brink column nx 2 the check in window. He peeks around the corner i saw his Freddy Krueger shirt. I realize who it was. I got pissed and got up to unlock the door. I ask him what in the hell he wanted. He told me he was love with me. That I was beautiful and just wanted to look at me. IDK if he was jacking off. I yelled to get the hell off the property. If not, I would call the police and have him charged with trespassing, stalking, and harassments. I also told him if you don’t want us to spot you easily stop wearing the damn Freddy Krueger shirt. What the matter that only shirt you got. NOW FUCKING LEAVE. I shut the door and lock. When I return to check out window he was taking off in his car. At the point I was so done with this shit and drama at the hotel.
For a long time I feared this guy because idk who he was. I have stalkers and creepers b4 but I knew who they were. Once I comfort him I realize I had nothing to fear. After I left I was still friends with one the ladies that work there another 2 yrs. She told him at the still showed up but not on the property just the road in the front of hotel. You guess it still wearing the same damn Freddy Kruger shift. The police never caught him or figure out who he was. Even though the hotels the bandit hits had good security cameras and had a clear pic of him. Still nothing.
Over this period the hotel did receive some creepy phone calls all the time but not when I was there. IDK if it was bandit or not. We were never sure.
LIKE I ALWAYS SAY; NEVER A BORING MOMENT AT WORK DURING THE GRAVEYARD SHIFT.
SPECIAL NOTE: If the guy had got out of the car and came to the window and flashed me. I would have pointed and laughed at him and said. U R PROUD OF THAT SMALL THING.
TO THE NORTHSIDE JACKOFF BANDIT WHO DRESS LIKE FREDDY KUGER LET’S NOT EVER NOT MEET AGAIN. BC I WILL KICK YOUR ASS.
PS this wasn’t my most scary experience at the hotel. Its have to do with paranormal. But that a story for another time.

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My Ex’s Night Shift Horror

This story is from the perspective of my ex-boyfriend.

I’m a male, and I’m an American living in Australia and I did night shift occasionally at a Chinese food shop when me and my ex girlfriend were together. It wasn’t too bad as first, I was making $25 an hour whether I was working day or night. Now, I’m going to mention I don’t work there anymore due to personal reasons. Well, I guess I better get to the scary stuff.
Well, I was working the night shift alone one night, and it was a Tuesday night as I remember. I saw some weird looking dude walk into the store and he seemed normal at first. He ordered some Mongolian beef, sweet and sour pork and a 1.25L bottle of Solo. So I did up his order, and he paid. Then he looked me dead in the eyes and said my deceased father’s full name. My gut instantly knotted, and I started getting that feeling in there that you get when your body picks up when you’re in trouble. I simply said to him, “That was my father’s name. Did you know him?” He simply chuckled and then said MY full name. In that moment, I excused myself and told my old boss aboout the dude. My boss was an old dude from China, but pretty energetic and fit. When he got out to where I was working, he pretty much confronted him and started yelling at the creep to leave me alone. He cackled in a spooky way and in that moment, I snapped. I started screaming so loud, I lost my voice for a few days. I rang New South Wales police while my boss was trying the get the weird guy out of the shop. While on the phone, I peeked out to see if my boss was okay. What I saw, I could not believe. My boss had pinned down the guy and had managed to get a good view of his face. According to my boss, he looked a lot like Keanu Reeves, but a lot more uglier, not to say the actual Keanu Reeves is ugly. When the police arrived, the dude was arrested and I later found out he was well known for dealing methamphetamine and was found to have traces of it on him. I also found out he had been stalking me because apparently I looked like a younger version of him, and that I had stolen his youth. I left that shop when I moved with my current girlfriend to the big city. Jeez, I hope I never have to be that scared in my life ever again.

The night shift stalker

So this just happend the other day, my freind who’s name I won’t disclose because of privacy reason I’ll just call him teddy. My friend teddy was over at my house for the weekend to hangout, play video games etc. anyways Saturday night around [2:30] we get really hungry so we decided we’ll try and walk to get something. As we’re walking to the gas station we have to pass by a McDonald’s that the drive thru is only open, but this homeless man is lurking around all creepy, we think nothing of it and carry on, right as we’re going to cross the street he kicks a empty can and starts following us. He follows us to the gas station and just creepily stands outside for a few minutes until he decides to walk in after us and stands awakrdly at The atm, we tell the store clerk and she strikes up a conversation just to buy us time and make it look unsispicos so we evantly leave and we go into this dump off that leads to a theater and we walk for a bit and thne we look behind us to see him standing there in the shawdos looking at us. Anyways we run and escape him and never see him again. But 2 days later my friends mom mentions somebody by that gas station was murdered by a homeless dude and my heart sank realizing me and teddy nearly escaped death that day.

I Was the Target

In the five years that I have worked retail, this story sticks out for me the most.

Three years ago, I worked a closing shift. Now, I was a cashier, so it was just me, my shift supervisor and the security guard at the registers. The store itself was dead, so I decided to clean around our dollar section. This dollar section sits behind our little island of a service desk, which is where my supervisor was working. About half an hour before we finally closed up shop, a couple came in looking to return some items. No big deal. People come in to return their crap around this time a lot.

Since my supervisor was working the desk, my tired 19 year old bum continued to fix the displays around the desk and dollar section. That is, until I heard the telling click of a camera. I nervously glanced at my surroundings through my hair. Can you guess what I found? Yup. The man that came in with his other half had his fricking phone pointed right at me! The click I heard was from him taking my photo.

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Tall Tales

I used to work at the Goodwill. As you can guess, I met a lot of… interesting… people there. Honestly it felt like I was gathering new weird stories by the day, and soon things just stopped fazing me. Here are a few of my favorite stories off the top of my head.

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I had just started working at the goodwill, had been there maybe a week, when a young man drove up to the donation center. I didn’t pay much mind to him until a co worker- who if you ask me, was a little off her rockers- came running up to me shouting complete nonsense. I tell her to slow down and tell me what was going on. Apparently, the young man in the truck was a guy I went to high school with who had just been charged with raping a sixteen year old girl in a park. It sent chills down my spine because that was when i realized that horrible people like that aren’t just people you read about in the news, they’re people you go to school with, people you encounter in your everyday lives, even working at goodwill. To make matters worse, my coworker ran out the donation doors and began shouting obscenities at him like “go to hell you rapist pig” until he drove off.

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I worked at Walmart once.

Warning: Im not much of a writer.

I worked at Walmart when I was 19. I was a newlywed, but shortly after my husband and I married, we went through some rough stuff and we needed a break. He was living with his mom a couple hours away.

I had a MeetMe account I used to chat with local people, male or female, to try and make friends but nothing ever really came of it. Except once.

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Food City Freak

This story happened back when I was about 12 and I am a male.

It was a warm summer afternoon and my mom and I decided to go grocery shopping. As we entered the store, I took notice of a man, wearing a yellow button down, khaki pants, and bright white hair. He must of been at least 50. He stood out to me because he had a wide smile and was staring directly at me. I was always told to be nice to other people so I smiled back and shyly waved at him. His smile somehow got even wider and he waved back.

As we were shopping, I began to notice he was following us, about one car length behind us. He would occasionally grab stuff off the shelves and put it in his cart but still kept pace with us. It was very obvious that he was following us, going every aisle as we did. I was growing increasing uncomfortable, especially whenever my mom would have me stay at the cart when she would get something from a nearby shelf.

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Almost kidnapped while working

I am from a small town in Florida. I work at a Walmart super center as a day time cashier. I was on register four, the time was early afternoon. I had a man come through my line, I have so many customers through my line every day and I can’t remember exactly what person buys what. The man in front of me was a short man, I’m five foot. So he was maybe five, seven. He had short red hair and was heavy set. I said my usual greeting: “Hi how are you doing today.” He said he was good, then told me I was very beautiful. I told him thank you, when I was done scanning his items and he paid, I went to hand him his receipt. That’s when he grabbed me by the wrist very hard and got a scary look on his face. He started tugging me telling me he wanted to take me home with him. I snatched my wrist away and was ready to call my manager over when he bolted away. I later told my manager, and she laughed it off. I was scared and furious. I told our security about it the next day and had him watch the footage. We know who the man is, but for the sake of my story, I’m not going to give out the name. He is still out there, please be careful out there. I almost got kidnapped in front of a bunch of people at work.

High Creep at B. R. U.

I’m a 34 year old female from Washington State and this happened about a fewcyears ago.

At the time I was working for Babies R Us as a part time customer service person/cashier in a nice part of town. It’s important to note that this particular B R U had only set of doors to go in and out of the store, with the service area/register desk right in front of that. I should also state, I stand a whopping 5 foot 1 inch, and am soft as a raw egg. Not exactly the most intimidating person on the block but perfect for greeting people and setting first time parents at ease. I had also been there 2 years on top of a few years at a different location so I was not exactly wet behind the ears.

It was a typical busy Saturday morning during the holiday season. My fellow Service person (there were always at least 2 of us manning the Service Desk during season) and I were ringing people up, trying get credit card sign ups, keeping staff on time for breaks, etc. Suddenly I noticed a guy, in his twenties, right in front of the entrance/exit door and behind the Service desk just… pacing quickly back and forth and singing nonsense to himself. Queue the creep-meter ping immediately. Not that that’s enough to boot him, but I slowed down and began to keep an eye on things. The customers began to notice too, especially when he left and came back, and were clearly uncomfortable but so far he hadn’t done anything to warrant a manager. I was not about to engage this guy if I could help it, and my customers felt the same and kept the kids from doing so.

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