I can't ever un-live that moment!!!
Sometimes life is a little too much. When are worst dreams and fears become reality it's more than one can handle. Often we take for granted the probability that horror movies.... can be a possibility.
Redditor u/Octiscribbles wanted to know who had some life altering moments to share by asking.... What is the freakiest/creepiest thing that's ever happened to you?
In 1991 I went to a 7-11 by myself when we were at my grandmother's house. There was another kid there about my age, we looked similar, etc. I bought a Slurpee and walked back to my grandma's house and that was that. The other kid was kidnapped and murdered, pretty much right after leaving that 7-11. The only thing I can think of that kept it from being me was maybe I won some sort of cosmic coin toss. The police are pretty sure they know who did it but couldn't prove it, and to this day it still weirds me out. I'm 41 now and live in that neighborhood. mattyjets
I had a roommate who was always a complete fool. Never was polite or kind to anyone. One night after I helped his drunk self to bed he turned to me and said "I really appreciate you and I know you don't like seeing me like this. You've been a good roommate and friend, thank you."
I found him dead the next morning due to an undiagnosed heart condition that alcohol had amplified.
Not creepy or freaky in the normal sense, but I will never forget how serious and genuine he was in his last words spoken ever. It was the first time I had ever heard him complement anyone. ASuds_65
I could hear a woman's voice singing almost inaudibly on my daughter's baby monitor. It happened a few nights in a row. I began thinking back over all the doors that opened on their own, and weird noises in the house. After a week I had almost convinced myself the house was haunted.
Then one night I heard the woman's voice singing clearly for the first time. It was taylor swift singing "bad blood."
Turns out I just live in an old house and my cheap Chinese baby monitor can juuuuuuust hardly pick up the local pop station if its a clear night. Vict0r117
The Man in The Vent.
I was about 10 and I had a huge fear of someone being in my house, to the point where I wouldn't go to the basement because it scared me. But I am glad I had that fear, because one day during the summer I was trying to go to sleep and I heard a noise from above me, and I freaked out. I then noticed over the coming days that my room was really hot, and I thought this was strange because we just got new air vents put in. My dad was checking them out and went to get some sort of tool, when I saw the scariest image possible. There was a skinny man looking at me and my dad from the vent in my ceiling.
I froze and pretended not to notice him, and I went to get my dad, and me in my ten year old mind was instantly thinking run with him out of the house, but I have two cats and were scared to leave them, so I grabbed a paper towel and a pen and wrote in my chicken scratch handwriting "there is a man in my vent" but he couldn't read it, and asked what it meant, and thats when we heard a thud, and he looked at it again and must have put it together, because he grabbed me and called the police, when my mom got home she got to see the man being dragged out of the house in cuffs.
Even though he was caught and I still had a somewhat happy ending, the image of looking up and seeing his face, and being so petrified I couldn't move or scream still haunts me. DJTCstatic
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One night I had a dream that a coworker killed me with an axe and when I got to work the next day she was telling a fellow coworker that she had a dream that she killed me with a knife. Sort of an odd coincidence, she never did try to kill me but it was a little bit creepy. Evilrybone
I was alone in my house with my step dad, I went to the bathroom, when I sat down on the toilet, that's when I saw someone was trying to open the door, I pushed it and said "occupied" but whatever was at the other side kept trying to open the door, I called my step dad and I heard him from the kitchen saying "yeah?" At that point I was terrified, it suddenly stopped, I checked the whole house for anyone other than my step dad, didn't find anybody, the. I went to the other bathroom and then used it, still don't know what the hell was at the other side of the door. Gustaboii
I came downstairs to tell my grandmother that, "daddy is sleeping with his eyes open."
He is type 1 and had been drinking. He took insulin to counter the rise in blood sugar but wasn't paying attention and took too much. When the ambulance finally got there (we lived on the outskirts of a small town that didn't have a hospital) he was about five minutes away from death. If we had waited any longer, he would have died.
Please take care of your diabetic pals!! If something doesn't seem right, it probably isn't. Know what to do in the event of a high or low sugar problem. sunshineflouride
From the Crowd.
When I was about 5 I was visiting my grandma in the city with my mum, dad and sister. We were walking towards the city centre so it was pretty crowded
I remember letting go of my dad's hand and then feeling him grab back hold of it a few moments later. I kept walking, I don't know how far. I hear my dad shouting from behind me and grabbing my other arm. I hear him say "sorry" and I look up and I realize I was holding hands with an old man that I didn't know.
My dad assumed that I'd accidentally grabbed onto this man's hand thinking he was my dad. I remember him pulling me away all embarrassed and I was just thinking "but the man grabbed my hand?"
So basically, I think some guy tried to snatch me out of a crowded area. I still don't understand why my dad thought I grabbed onto his hand. My parents were normally quite paranoid about strangers. He must have been distracted when talking to my grandma. Reddit
Had a dream that I was going to get into a car accident. Woke up and the feeling that I was going to get into an accident just kinda stayed with me. Later that morning, some idiot ran a red and T-boned the car I was in. skyflyer8
One evening, for some reason, I thought about a person that I had gone to college with but had not seen in more than 30 years. So I decided to google her name to see what she had done with her life.
I found her obituary. It had been posted earlier that day. If I had googled her one day earlier I would never have known that she had died. CrosswordGuru
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Your first bad haircut probably made you want to die a little when you looked in the mirror. Imagine how the person cutting your hair must have felt. Although, maybe they didn't care at all, as evidenced by the bs excuse they gave you when you finished in the barber chair.