[Serious] What is the creepiest thing you have experience that you still think about to this day?

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When I was about 8 or 9, my moms friends took us to see the puppy they were going to buy. The owner offered us to walk the parent-dogs (two Rottweilers, I remember their names til this day). They were super friendly and walked off leash with the two kids of my moms friend, and myself. When we arrived in a grassy area surrounded by trees, a tall guy approached us. He grabbed my shoulder and the dogs went completely nuts. I remember he had a mirror and tried shining light into the dogs eyes. The mother dog stayed circling me while I ran to the house and the other dog chased after this guy until he was gone. It was terrifying, but what really stands by me is that those dogs didn’t know me, from before yet they protected me and my friends as if their lives depended on it. ​ Edit: The man was wearing one of those long, leather trenchcoats and his mirror was very small. So I assume he wasn’t ”randomly strolling the woods with a mirror”. I think we got lucky that day and I’m forever grateful for those dogs.


On a family vacation when I was a kid, renting a beach condo. The unit next door was a regular residence, and we met the family, nice people. They were leaving at the end of the week for their own trip, but the daughter had to work one more overnight shift as a nurse. The dad and the younger kids left that day and the mother and daughter were going to leave the next morning and catch up with them. That morning, as we were packing up our own stuff to go home, we started hearing sirens out on the road in front of the condos. There were several emergency vehicles outside, and eventually an air evac helicopter landed on the road and took off with a gurney rolled out of the unit next to us. A while later, we got the story. The daughter had come home from her shift and found the mother beaten to death with a hammer or something similar. We hadn’t heard or seen anything, even though we shared a wall. The creepiest part was that the officers found that the killer had accessed the house by the back porch door, facing the beach. The bedroom me and my brothers were sleeping in was down on the ground floor, with the same porch door leading out to the beach, only a few feet away from that same door and only separated by a waist-high rail. Talking about it later, we weren’t even sure we had locked the door that night.


My wife and I went to CreepyCon in Knoxville this year to listen to one of our friends give a panel. On our last day in town we were meeting up with one of my wife’s cousins for brunch. We’re parking in a lot across the street when a guy walks up to me. He was trying to tell me to park on some side street because it was free, but my wife was already at the pay machine. Plus, I had already parked and really didn’t want to risk a ticket on the word of a stranger. Well, he didn’t really care about where we were parking, he just wanted to make some money. He had something he wanted to sell me and *pulled a knife out*. I stepped back and looked at my wife, who stayed back. “Don’t worry man, I’m not going to stab you. Do you want to buy this knife?” I told him that I didn’t really want a knife and that we didn’t carry cash. In his defense, he didn’t stab me.


So,I was about 12 at the time and it was around 2am one day and I was playing cs with friends. We’re in a call as I hear a door slam, and it was quite a loud one, loud enough for me to hear through my headphones. I was freaked and just frooze in my chair and took off my headphones, and then I heard footsteps. I was sure someone broke in or something, but I was to afraid to get out of my room. Everything was silence after a few seconds, and there was no one in our house, the door was locked as it was before, and it seemed like everything was back to normal, so I tell my friends I’m logging off and I tried to go to sleep. It took me ages before I could fall asleep, but eventually I did. The next morning, I tell my mom about what happened. Her face went white. She told me she had dreamed about my dad, and she told me the dream. He came to our house, slammed the door and woke her up with the sound of the slam, she was so excited to see him and she hugged him and kissed him and they went into my room where they saw me playing video games, and my dad told her that I grew up so much and was really happy to see me. (He taught me how to play cs when I was like 5~ish years old) ​ My dad has passed away when I was 6. (Heart failure) It’s still creeping me out to this day.


When me and my Mom moved to a new house. She had some re-decorating to do. One of the things she wanted to change was to get some new curtains for our bathroom, the curtains in there were torn, dirty, browned and just ugly af. So she bought some new curtains. As she is quite short, she can’t reach our attic which is where she wanted to store the old curtains (It was rented so we couldn’t throw them away) so I put the curtains into a box then put them into the attic. The new curtains went up. All is good. The next day when I come home from school the horrible, dirty curtains are back up in the bathroom. New curtains are nowhere to be seen. I asked my Mom why she had changed the curtains back over, she was terrified, had no idea how it happened. Still bothers me to this day.