Category: True Creepy People Stories

Middle School Catfish

Just a foreword, this whole story takes place within the span of about a year. I’ve used fake names to protect those involved. This is by far the creepiest thing to have ever happened to me, and I’ve had a lot of creepy stuff happen to me.

My friends and I were entering our 7th grade year in middle school (we’re all currently Sophomores in high school). We were what you would call ‘Emo’. At least, we thought we were. We were known as the Emo group of the school, anyways. There was Sasha, my best friend, she and I had been best friends since 2nd grade, and still are. Neither of us had many friends, until one of my friends, Annie, introduced us to a girl that she had went to elementary with who was attending our middle school, and was also ‘Emo’. Her name was Michie, and we all quickly became friends right away. She was in Band class with us, and her and I had world history together, so it was great.


Mcy D’s Nightmare

(I changed the names in my story)

 I guess it’s somewhat important to know that I’m female. I used to work at a McDonald’s, and I worked the second shift. There was a regular that came to McDonald’s every single week and usually every other day. Needless to say, the guy wasn’t in good shape. He actually kind of grossed me out. He had a dirty beard, and I think facial hair is gross without the added bonus of being grubby. He had a beer gut, and often wore the same vile stained wife beater, which I think used to be white. And in case you don’t know, a wife beater is a tank top. The guy didn’t have an attractive bone in his body, and his attitude wasn’t a prize either.

The guy was a sleazeball. He would hit on all the young female workers, but would actually grimace when we’d make one of the guys ring him up. He’d ask things like “Have you ever gone down on anyone?” Management didn’t really care, this guy brought in practically 50% of our profit with how much food he’d buy, and he wasn’t the only one who’d hit on us. One night when my shift was almost over the guy had come in. I convinced Daniel, a guy who worked the same shifts as me, and was the only other one there at the time, to ring the guy up.  His task was usually to work the drive-through, so he gave me the headset and started to ring the him up.


Stalked for Months

After all this time, just remembering this leaves me nervous. I worked at Mcdonalds while studying at college, both full-time. A few months into this job and I actually enjoyed most shifts. Some were a pain, others downright funny. The managers appreciated my friendly attitude towards customers, so I was behind the counter taking orders like most nights. I greeted the first customer with a smile.

“Hi there! May I take your order?”


McDonalds Creeper Guy

Back during my freshmen year of high school, my friends and I would get together on Saturday nights to sleep over at each others houses. We would stay up really late, and sometimes even pull all nighters, just playing around. I have a lot of good memories of these nights, but one stands out as the scariest moment of my life. I will never forget it.

It was late, we all were very tired, but we did not want to waste a perfectly good night of precious weekend. We thought that if we went and got some grub, it would wake us up. So, we decided to go to a McDonald’s which, conveniently, was just down the road. About four guys and myself started walking down the road to the restaurant. As we were walking, I just had this eerie feeling that I was being watched. When I told my friends this, they just called me vulgar words that would describe “chicken”. I then took a moment and grasped my thoughts, calming myself down.


Summer Camp Creeper

The following event happened while I was at summer camp, around thirteen years old. My two friends, let’s call them Paige and Julia, attended this camp with me. This was not a sleep-away summer camp, kids only went during the daytime. You would pick three activities during the day to go to, then after those were done you would meet back at your designated pavilion (as kids were separated into age groups) for lunch.

I got off the bus one morning and met with my friends, who told me about how they had a plan for today. We were going to skip one of our activities and go down a secret path that they had found. I agreed, as I wasn’t much of a rebellious kid, but I felt like finally breaking the rules a little. We chose to skip boating, our second activity, and explore the trail. The day went by normally, up until it came time for us to conduct our little plan.


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