The thing at the window

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I live in the North East of England, on a farm, miles from the nearest town/city. Usually, it is rather peaceful. The closest I had ever came to danger (before this event) was when a Fox started headbutting my front door. I wanted to let it in, but as soon as it saw me it bared it’s teeth. So I let it continue until it knocked itself out. Afterwards, I contained it and placed it away from my house, I didn’t want my Rottweiler (Remus) to suffer any damage, since he is really protective of me. That was my most dangerous/scariest encounter with an animal, until now…

Two weeks prior to this event, Remus’ behaviour started to become… strange. He usually lays atop of me when I’m in bed; however, he became restless. Every night, he began to patrol the house; never sleeping or stopping at his water bowl. I’d hear him growl every once in a while, but I just assumed it was either a Bird or Hedgehog that he would growling at. My house is quite large, with a lot of windows, except for my bedroom; I didn’t like the idea of someone potentially knowing when I was sleeping.

During the day, I began to notice that there were a lot less creatures about. The farm that I live on stops at the edge of a forest; so creatures like Deers and Badgers tend to come onto my land. I have no problems with this, since they don’t bother my Horses. About one week prior to this event, a Policeman came knocking at my door; a first time experience for me. He asked me if I had noticed anything abnormal, so I told him about the lack of animals; not thinking about Remus’ change in behaviour. After I told him this, he proceeded to tell me that the people who lived closest to me (about four miles away) had reported that all of their sheep had been slaughtered. After I heard this, I immediatey became concerned about my Horses. I thanked him for letting me know. Immediately, I moved the Horses’ stables closer to my house; if I saw anything, I could get out there. There was only one problem… you aren’t allowed guns in England! Meaning that if something were out there, I’d have to face it with either a small hatchet, or my fists. I prayed that I never recieved a visit from the thing that had killed all of those Sheep.

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KFC horror story

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I was working at kfc at the time-and i was doing morning shifts one day my boss said that my co-worker,s girlfriend was sick and that I had to do a night shift. I said ok because I needed the hours anyways.i remember I was in the place and I felt like someone was watching me. I didn’t,t think much of it and I just kept cleaning.then I felt a chill go down my spine.i still didn’t,t think much of it. Then I saw somebody out the window they were looking in.and I said can I help you. I got no answer and I just kept cleaning.but this time they were by the door.i was really creeped out but I didn’t,t do anything.then suddenly the police come and they arrested the man.they said he was a killer who killed women.an they said I was lucky he didn’t,t kill me. And till this day I never walk into a kfc

Where’s My Money?

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My boyfriend at the time and I had just moved into our first apartment together. We were both 18 and it was nothing fancy and the neighborhood wasn’t great. We were on the 2nd floor and our windows in the living room/kitchen area faced north and south. and it was a straight shot in between. There was only one road bordering the complex which ran East to West.

We heard a lot of banging and thudding. Our floors would randomly shake at times. We usually just attributed it to inconsiderate neighbors. Sometimes things would go missing and reappear somewhere random. One night a giant flame shot up from our stove burner even though everything with off. We tried to grow some veggies out on the little balcony but they died no matter what we did. The place overall had a very negative, depressing energy to it.

A few months passed and nothing really major had happened. We were both sleeping one night. I awoke to him leering over me with his eyes open as wide as they could possibly go. He put his hand over my throat. I pushed him away and started flipping out on him. He just let out a growl , then sort of flopped back onto the bed. I went into the living room and stayed on the couch for awhile. When he woke up he had no memory of anything like that happening the night before. He had never been violent before, so I believed him.

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He Watched me from the Dark

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I was 18 years old camping with a couple of my buddies. It was snowy, and biting cold winds battered our flimsy tents. We all sat outside on log benches surrounding a campfire. The fire snapped and popped as the sun dipped below the black trees. When the light was gone, we all fell silent, and stared at the fire.

For about 30 minutes we just sat in silence, until the friend next to me sat up and declared that he was off to bed. After that we decided that there would be no more talk or stories that night and slowly receded into our tents.

We were all awakened by a loud and piercing shriek. I stepped outside the tent to investigate, and was shortly joined by the others. The younger friends began discussing what it was that made the sound and were quickly hushed by the others.

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Skinwalker in the Pines

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(Hey everyone, Spades here – It was really awesome to see one of my stories end up in a video, and I’m hoping to maybe even do that again if I can write that well! Thank you for all the support. )

(This story was told to me by JakobLmao on Reddit, and will be told from his point of view from here forth.)

I’ve had a draft of this story set up for a while before I gained the courage to share it. It made me question… everything. My faith, my eyes, my friends, and worst of all, my sanity. I’ve decided it’s time to let someone else know about this, maybe that will help me move on… at least, that’s what I hope. For my sake, and maybe even yours.

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Marching band ghost

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(Beford this begins, this story is 100% true. Also, in the story i made it sound kind of calm, but it was not. Please keep in mind that while the story may seem kind of calm, the entire time dread, fear, stress and anxiety took me over. Thanks) Hello, I’m a 15 year old from a small town in Indiana. I have been with our school’s marching band for 2 years. I play trumpet, but my one year I was put on Synthesizer (A big electronic bass piano, with the ability to make samples for use in our show) We are in Class b, and we have various connections between schools around our area. There is a school we know, who are in class a (Class is based on amount of people in that school.) Our percussion ensemble went to this school in June of 2017. This school was much bigger than ours, (I mean, our high school could fit inside it at least 3 times) so, we began to practice. The Marimbas, Vibraphones, and bells went into the band room, while the synthesizers went into the choir room. There were 5 in all, me, My best friend still to this day, and 3 other kids from the school. After practice, they bought some pizza, but no soda. They had gatorade and stuff, but i really needed caffeine. I asked one of the kids where a soda machines was, and they said in the cafeteria. My friend and i began to walk down a really long hall towards the cafeteria, when we saw 2 kids, about 8 and 9, riding around on a swivel office chair. They had wheeled into an indent in the hall that ked to rooms. We didn’t think anything of it. We made our way down, but once we got to the indent, there was no door, no kids, nothing. We were creeped out, but carried on. We got our drinks, and made our way down the hall again. We made it past the indent, and we heard a loud crash. We turned around to see a light was out, and below it was the silhouette of aMassive figure, Holding what appeared to be some type of hook or anchor. Me and my friend were completely frozen in fear. Suddenly, a voice came from the..thing. “Now i lay me down to sleep. Pray the lord my soul to keep. If i die before i wake, pray the lord my soul to take.” The voice was so scraggly, it sounded like a person trying to imitate my father. Eventually, me and my friend moved backwards, to see if step out of the light. It had long, greasy black hair covering its pale, cracked skin. It had black eyes, but were bloodshot. It had a hand missing, and was shaking. Eventually, me snd my friend built up enough speed to run down the hall. We made it back to safety, and we didn’t tell anybody what happened, out of fear of making a fool of ourselves in front of seniors. We jusr Kept quiet about it. My friend recently brought it up. I immediately remembered it, and we got to talking about it. Halfway through our conversation, he said that the shadow was very creepy. I replied, saying that he was crazy for thinking that was the scariest part. He said, “Yea, that wasn’t the scariest part. The scariest part was when he recited the lords prayer in my moms voice.” I froze, and told him that it was my dads voice i heard. He said otherwise. I asked him what he thought the creature was. He looked confused. “Creature? There was just a shadow figure. What creature?” Chills ran down my body. I was absolutely shocked and petrified. I wanted to post this here, because i need somebody to try and explain this creature. I know this sounds like a fake story, or a creepypasta, but it’s real. Believe me or not, i know what i saw.

The man across the street

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I’m sharing this story with you all because no one else seems to believe me. Before I get into the story I feel I should let you know what I do. I work at a donut shop one that requires me to be up at 4am every morning, sometimes earlier if needed. I’m always the first one there and also the only one there in the entire plaza where we’re located. Waking up so early and being completely alone doesn’t bother me much I usually put my headphones on and listen to music until the manager shows up.
I do admit there are times I feel as if I’m being watched or stalked and I’m always in fear a burglar could break in and rob the store. But luckily for me none of that has happed but one thing that has happened to really freak me out was this incident. It was a normal day I woke up at 4am got in my car went to work and put my headphones in. Nothing out of the ordinary.
But I remember while working I for some reason looked outside the windows that are infront of the shop and I saw the figure of a man right across the street. Almost as if he was looking at me or looking at the shop.
I quickly brushed it off and said to myself he’s probably waiting for the bus since he was standing next to a sign and I kept on working. The next day it was the same thing nothing out of the ordinary but I decided to look outside again and there again I saw the man. It did freak me out but I kept telling myself he’s waiting for the bus that’s all it is.
It wasn’t until last week that I drove past my job and got a quick look at the sign the man would stand next too. The “bus stop” sign he stood next too was actually a yeild ahead sign. Immediately my heart sank as i thought to myself. If this man isn’t waiting for the bus then what is he doing up so early? What does he want? So many questions that had no answers and that’s what scared me the most.
I went to work the next day nervously knowing now the sign wasn’t a stop sign and not knowing what this man was doing then. Luckily I didn’t see the man that day. But once the manager walked in I told her about it she was quick to tell me it’s because I work an early shift and an probably hallucinating. I honestly want to believe that but i know deep down I wasn’t hallucinating and there’s a man or something just standing across the street
At the time of me sharing this it’s been 3 weeks and so far I haven’t seen the man. I refuse to believe I was just tired that I thought I saw something I know what i saw and no one at work believes me about it. I share this with you all because I know I’m not the only one who’s seen things or expirenced things at work when we’re by ourselves. Too all you who’ve expirenced anything at all and your co workers and boss don’t believe you just know that i believe you. Stay safe out there everyone and thank you for reading my story.

A Jail Story

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So I’ll preface this story by telling you I’m 19 year old Corrections Officer and I work in a Regional Jail on the east coast. It was on a evening back in September  2017 when this story took place. I had recently received a medical discharge from the Army.

I got hired on with the Jail shortly after and that’s where this story takes place. So, I got up around 4 pm to start my 12 hour shift working until 4 am. It wasn’t any different from any other day I got ready I jumped in my car and headed to work. I arrived shortly there after, I headed into the Jail and clocked in went to the Locker room and changed into my uniform.

I then headed into the briefing room to receive information from the previous shifts and to receive where would we would be posted throughout the day.

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The Monster I Worked With

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I have changed the names of all the innocent people to protect them.

[For reference I am a male] This story happened back between 2004 to 2006 when I was in my early 20s. I was at university and had gotten a part time job at ‘Game’ which is a video game shop in the United Kingdom.

The particular shop I worked in was a concessions store, meaning it was a small outlet housed inside a bigger department store. As such, we were never really all that busy. So the other staff and I would often just play Guitar Hero or PSP.

I made many good friends there who I’m still friends with today and I really enjoyed the job, however – there was this one guy called Paul.
Paul was of average height, pudgy, buzzcut dark hair and he wore basic wire framed NHS glasses.

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The ghost Dog

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This story is not from me but my mother. She lived in a decent sized house in the middle of Illinois. She also lived on a farm to so House were rather spread out. She lived with 2 brothers, a sister, her and parents. I’m going to put this in her point of view.

I am about 16 and going through high school. My house was buried tombs that we do not know from who and we have Native American tribe that was lived in the area. We always see a man walk from our shed to the pasture and disappear. It frightens ya but we try to put faith in God as we are very religious. My great grandparents lived about a half a mile away so we would go there and help out. They were never the nicest and were quit mean so we never liked going up there. Once they died, we had to take out the furniture and all, and we blocked off the stairs to the dogs. We had only 1 dog and it was a mutt. Brown in color and nice, but it never came with us to the house. My brothers were upstairs cleaning and find a big black dog, dead… they rushed out of the house screaming. My one brother did wrestling so he was decently strong. We didn’t know what was happening so we ran out to from force of nature. We asked and he said like I said earlier.

My grandma lived in the opposite of my great grandparents and I loved her. I loved going to her house and eating her sugar cookies. Her husband, my grandpa, had passed before her and it was sad to see her so lonely. He always had a rocking chair that he would sit in. Once he passed, we(my family) would always see it rocking and smell a cigar, which he always had. Until my grandma passed, that chair and cigar smell went away. We always thought he was waiting for her. That was in 2001 and it is currently 2019 while writing this. My niece and her family lived in a trailer just across the road. She is a medium and is very spiritual. She had her house burn down and she moved into my grandparents old house. When she moved in, she says she always sensed a little girl and something demonic. She had the house blessed but it still does not seem right.

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