Hello Darkness. I’m a 23 year old male living in Bosnia and Herzegovina. The story I’m about to tell happened 8 years ago.
I was about 15 when it happened. I have a big family which consists of my father, my mom, me and my 3 younger brothers. My dad had a business trip to the United States, so he wasn’t there when this happened. Being the oldest remaining male in the house, I had more responsibilities than usual, but it was ok. It’s not the first time my dad went on a business trip.
The first few days went like usual, nothing special. It was until one night when I woke up around 2:15 am. I didn’t think much of it. I felt thirsty so I went to the kitchen to have a glass of water. As I was having my drink, I heard the door outside my house opening. My house isn’t like you’re used to in America. It was a 4 story house in which we lived with pretty much all of our closest family. It’s pretty common in this part of the world. Anyway, I felt weird that the door was opening that late, so I went to my entrance door which had a big glass on it so you could see everything outside.
The first thing I saw was the man with grey hair. I first thought it was either my grandfather or my uncle who both have grey hair. But then I thought, this isn’t either of them. This guy wasn’t balding like my grandfather, so it wasn’t him. Also I knew it wasn’t my uncle because my uncle has a weird way of going up and down the stairs and this guy was going up like most people would. That triggered me. I ran into the kitchen, grabbed the biggest knife I could find, shut the lights off in the kitchen and ran back to the door.
In a matter of seconds the man was just in front of my door. He couldn’t see me as the lights inside were off. I could see very little of him and that’s only because of the moonlight reflecting from the outside windows. I didn’t know what to do. I felt I needed to do something, so I knocked at the door which made him pay attention to me. So, now we are looking at each other through the glass. He gives me a smile as if he was challenging me or something. All I could see on him were the light blue eyes and pretty bad skin as you would expect from an old guy. We were looking at each other for a couple of seconds. Then I remembered the knife in my hand. I lifted my hand up so he could see that I have a weapon and that I’m not afraid to use it. He looked at it and went back the way he came. I guess he didn’t want to risk it. I don’t know what he wanted but it certainly wasn’t anything good. I went back to sleep and that was that. Or so I thought.
I never told this to anyone for years. Until last year when I was talking to my cousin. She was the daughter of that uncle that walks funny. We were chatting casually and I thought it’s time to tell someone this story. When I finished, she said to me that once, when she was coming home late from a night out and some old guy passed by her on our driveway. My grandfather told her that guy was snooping around and he chased him away. I asked her how the man looked, and sure enough, she also described the light blue eyes. It seemed like the man came back years after I scared him away. It was really weird. To this day, the man never returned. I hope it stays that way.
So, that was my creepy story. I’m happy it ended well and no one got hurt. I still refuse to tell it to my parents because they will only overreact to the whole thing like they always have. Stay safe, and watch out for weird people around your property.