For a bit of backstory, my family owns a small cottage on the shores of Loch Lomond in Scotland. Its a small dry stone cottage with a thatched roof , and was supposedly built at the end of the 1800s. Our favourite thing to do in the winter months is drive the three hours up there and sit in front of the fire and relax, but I dont think after what happened last time I went I’ll ever be able to sleep there in peace.
It was February 2018, the ‘beast from the east’ had been wreaking havoc on the whole of the UK for weeks, and snow was everywhere by the time we reached the cottage. The shores of the Loch were slightly frozen but it wasn’t cold enough yet for all the waters to freeze over.
Having been in the cottage for a few hours the darkness had completely enveloped the shore and a fine mist sat upon the icy waters of the Loch.
My little brother wanted to go out and run around in the thick snow that was falling from the dark sky, so my mum made me go and make sure he didnt fall in the waters or get into any trouble.
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My grandmother’s farm was situated on 15 acres of land north of Hayden, Alabama. It was several hours from our home and we would make the drive there a handful of times a year, mostly in the summers. I can remember the anticipation I would feel as we drove up the long driveway to find the modest house, which my grandfather Elmer had built with his bare hands, perched atop the hill. Picturing it now, I see the rusted tin roof, the weathered porch, and the dilapidated barn that stood out back.
As a child, none of that mattered to us, obviously. We spent our days roaming the rolling countryside, swimming in a nearby creek, and playing on the old oak that grew beside the house, who’s branches were so large they scraped the ground. The fields surrounding the farm house were no longer fertile, providing ample space for us to properly conduct the adventures we concocted in our minds, and were surrounded by the dense forests of the Alabama countryside.
I always cherished the time I spent with my grandmother. When we were inside, she was always singing to us, telling us stories about when she was a girl, teaching us how to make things out of sticks and string, and passing down the type of random wisdom that only a grandmother can. Unfortunately, I never knew my grandfather. My grandmother said he died in a hunting accident when I was very young. I heard so much about him from her and my parents, however, that I felt like I knew him. He was a large man – strong as an ox my grandmother would say – who would farm the fields from sunup to sun down without so much as a whisper of complaint. My grandmother, her family of Cajun descent, had met my grandfather at school in Louisiana and the two had moved out to this land, left to them by Elmer’s uncle, to start a life together. My mother had been born in this very farmhouse.
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Okay so this is something that happened to me when I was 10. Im 14 now and It was 2014 and I lived in a medium house 3 bedroom and 2 bath, at the time with a 14 year old brother and a 17 year old sister, and of course my parents. Okay so just that for some info, now it was July 24th when my dad was going to visit his mom and his grandma being my grandma great grandma and she was a bout 92 at the time of this story. He had received a call saying my grandma was staying and so he wanted to visit her as we live up Chaska MN and she lived in chicago, he decided to go see her but was guilted by my mother when it was literally with my birthday coming up and he would not be back until the day after my BD he asked if I wanted to come with instead. Immediately I jumped saying yes as I loved to travel being a perky 9 year old, so by about Seven O Clock AM the next morning we were on the road and heading for chicago. Now not to bore you with the details about the trip we made there after about six hours and we went and spent about 5 hours or so with my Grandmas and I was smothered oh my god being the one child with him I left with about 60$ in my pocket and with about 15 cupcakes in my stomach. So after spending a good chunk of time as I wanted to be back in time for my birthday celebration we left at about 4 O Clock in the afternoon. So we made back on the road and I had already Fallen asleep from hours of playing with my Grandmas dogs, and it had been about 6 hours when I woke up again. When I woke up I had the urge to pee and my dad did to so we ended up trying to look for a place but could not find any signs for a rest stop anywhere as we were on a road practically in the middle of nowhere as the next city was still 9 miles away. So my dad made the decision to just pull over at a couple of buildings side to side on opposite side of the road and he pulled into a small lot next some apartment looking style building and the other building on the other side was a closed and
run down building that looked that to have been there for decades. When we pulled in and my dad parked the car we jumped out and went on separate sides to do our business, my dad ended up finishing first as I had to go number 2. For absolutely no reason I decided to look over to the other building and I saw a man about late 40s balding and tall and had greying mutton chops. He was peeking behind the back of the structure, at first I was confused as I was Wondering who that was. My dad at first did not see him because he was looking at a map in the car trying to navigate. Then out of nowhere the man just comes out and starts running at me and I run back to the Car my did being an idiot locked the car and I was pounding on the window at first my dad was angry at me when unlocked the car. But then the man came running up to the car with a bat and he got it right away what I was scared of and he through the car into drive and floored it out of there at first the man tried to give chase but once we left the lot my dad burned rubber and left the man in the dust. I was in tears screaming and my heart was about to pound out of my chest, about 10 minutes later my dad pulled over to calm down as he was going close to 100 MpH before, he called the police and reported him and at the same time trying to calm me down. We ended being able to go home with nothing else eventful happen, now the story does not end there as about 3 days later a missing person was reported and it was on the news which I was watching with brother and a young 19 year old girl went missing on the same highway we were on. I have no doubt in my mind it was that old asshole and it still scares me to this day what would have happened to me had I gotten to the car any later, I do not know what he would have done to me but if he had a bat I know it could not have been good and I do not dream of imagining what would have done.
This happened to me around 6 months ago. I live in an average sized town with two McDonald’s locations in it and almost never go to them, but one night my friend and I were making “Mc” jokes which is were we add “Mc” to the begging of certain words to make each other laugh. It was later at night and we were feeling hungry so we decided to go one of the McDonald’s location. I am 16, a male, and 6 foot 2, and go to the gym regularly so I felt I could handle going to a McDonald’s further out in our town at maybe 2:00 AM. My friend, we’ll call her Ashley for the story- she is 5 feet and 3 inches, usually goes to the gym with me, so we’ve definitely had some creeps but nothing would have come close as to what happened tonight. So we get to the McDonald’s and there’s a sign saying the drive through is broken and we needed to park and order inside. The parking lot appeared to be empty, but maybe a minute after we arrived a rusty old Chevy van pulled into the parking lot and parked into the space right next to my car. I thought it to be odd when the whole parking lot was empty but I brushed it off and Ashely and I entered the McDonald’s. We were able to order quickly and sat down to eat and talk. While we were eating a man walked in who was very disheveled, dirty and older like maybe 50. He walked over to us and sat at the table right behind us, and my back was facing him so I couldn’t see what he was up to but Ashley was able to. The man just sat there apparently staring at Ashley and didn’t order any food at all. The cashier wasn’t even at the counter- he was in the back room I was assuming. Just as we were finishing up and throwing our trash away the man got up and walked over to the door and somewhat blocked it. The light switches to the store were rather close to the door for some reason and the man reached over and turned them all out which made the entire area completely pitch black. I got a huge adrenaline rush and quickly grabbed my phone to use the flashlight feature. When I turned on the flashlight the man was gone- me and Ashley both found this incredibly creepy so we rushed out to my car to head back home. When we exited the store the man was right up against the wall and grabbed Ashley before I could even think and surprisingly he was very strong and was able to over power Ashley. The back doors to the van were open and there was another man in there yelling at the man who had Ashley to hurry over and get her into their van. I ran at the man who had Ashley to break her free but the man in the van ran up to me and kicked my in the balls- I fell back in pain and both men grabbed Ashley as she was screaming at the top of her lungs, and they actually managed to get her in their van. I was trying to get up as a woman approached me out of nowhere asking me if I was okay and I told her I was and was in a hurry- I tired to get to my car but I was still in a lot of pain. She tried to give me a sort of hug but in the process grabbed onto my ass and told me I had a nice ass as I heard the click to a pocket knife open. Apparently this woman was with the men and wasn’t going to let me go after Ashley. Thankfully I was a lot bigger and quicker than the woman so in one swift motion I kicked her in the stomach and hit her arm causing her to fall and drop the knife. I ran to my car and drove in the direction the men went and called 911 on the way. I was incredibly scared and shaken up and felt I was in something straight from a horror movie. Things like this don’t happen in real life right? While I was talking to 911 they were able to identify the van because apparently these men were wanted by the police for rape, and sexual assault. The police were able to track them down based on the info I gave them and I was able to get Ashley back. Thankfully she wasn’t hurt too bad just scrapes, bruises, and really shaken up. After this incident Ashley was never really the same afterwards, she changed a lot, became more kept to herself and stopped going out and to the gym with me. What happened that night was truly horrific and I’m still shocked about everything that happened. I hope I never have to experience something so horrific ever again.
My family is not a normal family, we have every race within us, from white, black, asian, mexican. Everyone has many stories to tell. Even the kids. so heres the backstory to mine and my dads worst experience.
Ill split this into 2 parts of the same story.
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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.
I am seventeen years old. This story took place in my hometown, Arizona, last year around Christmas time. I live practically in the middle of nowhere; our house is surrounded my woods and great running trails. It was around 8 o-clock, and I decided to go out for my daily run. I’m on the track team at my high school and I usually run a couple miles a day to keep in shape. I usually run by myself or with my friend. However, this time it was alone. It was about a mile into my jog, and everything seemed perfectly normal. I decided to turn around because it was starting to get too dark. I had only jogged for about five minutes after turning around when I saw a short, dark figure in the distance. It wasn’t in the middle of the path, but more off into the side of the road. From what I could see, it looked a child. I walked up cautiously, and took out my can of pepper spray that I take with me for safety. When I got close enough to see the little girl, I noticed that her eyes were bloodshot. Her hair was an absolute mess, and her clothes were all ripped and torn. She had twigs and dirt all over her body. I asked if she was okay, but she just began mumbling under her breath. I couldn’t make out a single thing she said, but she repeated the same “phrase” over and over again. I backed away slowly and she reached out her hand and touched me. It gave me chills. I sprinted back home as fast as I could – too afraid to look back. When I got home, I couldn’t stop thinking if she was possessed or insane or just needed help. I never told anyone about my experience because I knew they wouldn’t believe me. My family are skeptics. All I know is I will never go jogging alone ever again.
Before getting into this story, currently where I live, there have been posts on Facebook with people who have claimed to have been approached by people about “bibles” and “the word of god” and if they’re interested.
One women said she was approached by a female and asked about a bible, she declined and then was followed through 4 neighboring towns until she finally pulled into a police station where the car, full of guys, slowly drove past her, glaring. This was taking place about 15 minutes from where I live.
Turns out, its human trafficking, sex trafficking, the whole 9 yards.
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This is my mother’s story. Back then, before she had me and my brother, she was a traveling nurse, going from state to state, Sometimes alone, sometimes with company.
I enjoy hearing her stories, they made me laugh and made me want to go out.
One story she had really stuck out.
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Hi, my name is bobby I’m from India. My uncle was an army officer but now his retired well every time he come to our house me and my brother exactly sit down and listen to his stories every time but this one particular story my uncle said always scared him till now whenever he tells the story The colour from his face drain. This happened to him when is was a training officer a boyscout he was the best one in camps
he even catch snakes with bare hands everyone felt safe when he was around. So he was in the camp with very few people him and other 5, they were in a forest where people said it was haunted. They being they make fun of it and laughed about it and said some story’s that they heard from people.
Well night went on it was time for them to sleep so they weren’t juniors so they know.
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