While not everyone can be a great storyteller, just about everybody has to have a good, campfire-worthy, creepy story from their life.
These AskReddit posts are no exception.
Some of them start out super-spooky, but have logical explanations.
Some remain unsolved, or imply a sprinkle or two of the supernatural.
Some are a crazy mix of all of the above.
But all of them are creepy AF:
1. “…And, I see a man’s face.”
“15 years old…I’m in the middle of undressing when I look to my bedroom window to catch my reflection…and I see a man’s face.
I dropped to the floor and turned off the lights, scrambling to get dressed, still watching the window.
The face is gone, but I’m still watching, then…
A fucking camera. No face, just a camera pointed at me sitting on the floor.
I bolt from my room and tell my mom and brother. My brother went outside, and our ladder from the backyard was lying there.
But nobody around.
Couldn’t sleep for a year after that, just stared at that window…”
2. Creeping Tom
“When I was a teen I worked at a cable access studio and made mini movies. My neighbors gave me their father’s old video camera. They told me he never used it, but it didn’t seem to work anymore and had a tape jammed in it.
I fixed it up, and on the tape was hours of him driving around at night and filming people through their windows.
Nothing overly sexual was on it but there is something unsettling about seeing peeping tom footage of a guy eating dinner with his family, or over 20 minutes of some girls dancing around in their room.”
3. “You always make me happy!”
“When I was around 16 my rapidly growing family finally moved from the house I had spent my entire life in…
At some point I decided to go into the downstairs closet with a flashlight and read, something I used to do when I was younger to get some peace and quiet…
About an hour in, I shift a little to get comfortable and I hear a low, slow, warped, hoarse voice say “you always make me happy”.
I flipped my shit, hit my head on the low ceiling, and practically broke the door down getting out. After hyperventilating and explaining to my family why there was no color left on my face, I went back to see what it was.
It was my stuffed Little Bear from when I was 3 or 4 years old that I happened to lean on juuuuust right to press his belly.
When I pressed his stomach again though, nothing.
This poor bear I hadn’t played with since I was a toddler used the last of it’s power, used it’s dying breath to tell me I made it happy.
You make me happy too little bear.
When you’re not making me piss myself.”
4. “I. AM. ALIVEEEEEEEE!”
“My brother and I were probably about 7 and 5, respectively. We used to wake up every weekend and play computer games before my parents woke up.
One day, we turned on the computer, and got an eerie message that was directed to us:
‘Hello Kid A and Kid B, this is your computer talking and I. AM. ALIVEEEEEEEEEEEEE. Do not run and tell your parents, they cannot help you now!!!’
Turns out my dad had programmed the computer to say that upon startup.
This was the mid 90s.”
5. “This tree is growing from our love.”
“I was visiting my hometown and decided to pick up my old high school friend from his house and take him to dinner and a drink to catch up. He is kinda stressed and tells me that his ex, with whom he had broken up with over 2 years prior, has been stalking him and harassing him.
I drive him home afterwards, and it starts to drizzle. As I drop him off at his house (the neighborhood was dark and quiet by now), we both notice a bag tied to my side view mirror…it was likely attached when we were at the restaurant.
We open it to see a poorly taken photo of a tree taken at night with flash. There was a brief letter, obviously written from his ex, that said:
‘I buried our first love letter under this tree years ago. This tree is growing from our love.’
I made sure my friend got into his house all right and got the heck out of there.”
6. “That was the scariest moment of my life.”
“…around 1 AM, I hear the sound of a door rattling and a slight whisper saying my name…
I sit up a bit and realize it’s coming from my parents’ room, becoming fainter with the passing time. After 10 minutes or so, I gather up the courage to see what the hell is going on.
Shitty folding knife in hand, I peak out into the hallway and don’t see anything. The noise is still coming from the room next door, the rattling becoming more rushed as I approach. Cautiously, I open the door and sneak inside. It’s pitch black and I can’t see anything.
My eyes are taking entirely too long to adjust to the darkness. I’m shuffling forward, and all of the sudden, something grabs and pulls on my leg. At this point I was so freaked out I jumped back.
As the whispers continued, I recognized my dad’s voice. He was asking me for help.
He had a stroke while walking to use the bathroom around 1 AM that night. After he fell, he was able to use his left foot to rattle the door to his bathroom…
That was the scariest night of my life…
Fast forward 10 months and my old man is cognitively the same, just paralyzed on his right side…
He was my best friend before the incident, and my hero after.”
#7. “You’re lucky I’m scared, too.”
“Was sitting in my room at like 11:30 pm, heard lots of shit downstairs, assumed it was my mum. Heard her walk up the stairs to my room, stop, I called out to her, she didn’t say anything and walked downstairs.
I went down about a half hour later to find a piece of paper with the words ‘You’re lucky I’m scared too’ on it, and a whole bunch of shit was missing.
Called mum, she still hadn’t arrived home from a dinner she was at with her friends.
I called the cops and locked myself in the bathroom, but I think they left when they realized I was still home, probably the most scared I’ve ever been when I was hiding in the bathroom.”
#8. “Upon closer inspection…”
“Back when I worked night-shift as a Security guard, I would experience mild hallucinations due to my poor sleep schedule.
I was doing my patrol and I was feeling particularly out of it, so I kept getting those flashes of movement in the corner of my eye, but I was convinced it was just my brain fucking up.
As I’m going along, I see a pale shape on the ground and quickly recognize it as a body.
My adrenaline spikes and I nearly pass out.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a CPR dummy the workers left out for training.”
#9. “My room is partially over the garage.”
“…When I was about 8 or 9, I woke up to my dad calmly but firmly telling me to get up, go in the bathroom, and shut the door.
I was annoyed because I was half asleep, but I listened. Apparently I was more tired than I realized, because I feel asleep on the bathroom floor.
The next morning I asked my mom what happened. She seemed oblivious and confused. I looked at my dad like she was crazy, and I asked him why he had woken me up. He denied doing it. I was becoming frustrated to the point of tears, but I ultimately let it go.
Fast forward to college. I was home one break, and I decided to ask again.
…This time, my dad goes, ‘Ha! I was wondering if you even remembered that.’
Turns out that a lot of houses on our block were being vandalized and robbed all those years ago. Someone had broken into the garage and was inside the house. My room was partially over the garage. My dad heard it happen and quietly got me to safety.
Police were called, the guy ran. He was never caught, however, and my parents didn’t want a terrified kid on their hands, so for years they pretended like nothing had ever happened.”
#10. “I had nightmares about that for years, thinking of my brush with death.”
“When I was a kid, I sneaked down to my parents’ bedroom to tell my mother something. I had to be quiet so I wouldn’t wake my dad up.
I kept whispering, “mom! mom!” in the dark and all of a sudden he sat up and started yelling.
My mother came out of her room and told me that I was lucky because my father thought I was an intruder and almost shot me.
I had nightmares about that for years, thinking of my brush with death.
About 30 years later, I brought it up at some family get together. And, my mother said, ‘Oh Sapphyrre, you really believed that? He didn’t have a gun. We were just having sex.'”
#11. “Cops die first in scary movies.”
Got dispatched to a suspicious conditions call.
Picture an abandoned single-wide trailer in an empty field in the middle of a trailer park.
The trailer had a single light on inside.
…Partner and I figure it’s hobos or junkies squatting. We walk up to the trailer and the light goes out.
Guns out, someone is def inside. Throw open the door, identify ourselves and begin to sweep the trailer. Back door is shut and locked from the inside. Trash everywhere, but nothing recent. No lanterns or candles.
Feeling real weird now, we leave to go back to the caller…As we walk back across the field, we look back…the light is back on in the trailer.
Partner is trying to be professional, but I do not fuck with the paranormal.
Cops die first in scary movies. High tail it out of there, never been back.
There was zero power running to the trailer. Nothing behind the trailer but field. NOBODY was in the trailer and no one could have come out except the door we went in.
Trust me peeps, I wanted it to be just a hobo or some kids.”
#12. “Please tell me you’re fucking with me.”
“My parents were on a cruise with my older brother and since I shared a room with my little brother, I decided to sleep in my older brother’s room who had his room to himself.
One night I woke up feeling incredibly nauseous. There was a painful ringing in my ears and I tossed and turned for a bit trying to fall back asleep.
When I decided to open my eyes to check the time, I saw a dark figure standing over me.
I didn’t move, just kind of staring into what looked like a head. It confused me because I couldn’t make out any details, just shadow. Until it cocked it’s head at me like a dog does when it’s puzzled.
I immediately jumped out of bed to turn on the lights but it was gone just like that.
Fast forward a couple weeks; one night I was smoking with my older brother and told him I didn’t want to freak him out, but saw something in his room.
He immediately when from joking to very serious, asking what it was. When I told him, all he said was ‘Please tell me you’re fucking with me. I’ve seen that thing before.’
Turns out he had two similar experiences where he had woken up and he saw it watching him sleep, but he convinced himself it was just his eyes playing tricks on him in the dark.”
“I was watching scary movies and I got hungry so I decided to go out for a late night Taco Bell run.
I lived alone at the time so it was quite a shock when I opened the door and a hand was reaching in after me!
I slammed the door on the offending arm and ran and grabbed a butcher knife. After closing all the blinds and sitting in the dark for an hour I worked up the nerve to look outside.
I was shocked to find a bunch of Chinese food menus for a new restaurant scattered all over the ground.”
“My friend died in a car accident and they towed the car pretty early in the day.
We were teens so we thought we should go collect all her things that were ejected from the car when she hit the tree.
After about a half hour, I was overwhelmed and just sat down and started crying. I had my two friends with me cleaning stuff up, and they just let me get it out for a bit.
Someone started rubbing my shoulders in the deepest massage I have ever had, and it was really helping me get control of myself and relaxing me. I let them rub for a few minutes and then I put my hand on theirs to let them know I was appreciative.
There was no hand, just my shoulder.
I turned around to say thank you to whoever it was, and there was nobody. I looked up at the car and my two friends were standing there talking about something.
SOMETHING had been TOUCHING me!!
I ran to the car and asked my friends if it was them. They looked at me like I was crazy. I made everyone get in the car super-fast and we left.
I think a spirit was comforting me in my loss, and I am grateful and freaked out for it.
I can still remember how it felt, and it’s been 22 years.”