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17 Real Stories That Prove You Are Never Safe… Not Even At Home

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#12. Homeboy Just Wanted A Drink

“In a house living with my girlfriend and another couple. I’m watching tv at round 2am in the living room, girlfriend is asleep, other guy is asleep, and I assume the other girl is out in her study, which you had to go outside to get to, so the back door is unlocked. From my vantage point you can see a portion of the kitchen, which is next to the back door. I hear the back door swing open, assume it’s my housemate and continue watching my TV show. About fifteen minutes later, I happen to glance through the doorway into the kitchen, as I hadn’t heard my housemate either leave the house again or wander through to the bedrooms (house is quite loud), and there’s A GUY STANDING IN THE CORNER OF THE KITCHEN STARING AT ME. He had a brown jacket on, dark eyes and dark hair, and was clutching a bottle of my midori, shoulders slumped, staring at me. When he sees that I’ve noticed him, he moves. I get up from the floor and chase him to the kitchen, but he’s gone. Carefully go out the back, nobody there, out the front… Nope… In the driveway, down the street… Just nowhere to be found. Still gives me chills thinking about it.”

#13. Guard Dog For The Win

“This is when I was in high school. I’m chilling in the living room with my dog sleeping by my feet watching TV. When suddenly, my dog jumps up and runs to the stairs which are right off the living room. Now my dog would normally never bark unless the doorbell rang. This time he went into attack mode: growling, barking, his hair rising on end, then he would look at me trying to see if I would call him back. I was scared shitless, no one could have come home because you have to come through the living room to get the stairs so no one could sneak in. After a minute he would not let up he kept acting like something was there, just something I couldn’t see. I had to sit there as my dog was acting like he was ready to rip someone’s throat, until finally he walked back to my feet looking proud of himself. I like to think he scared something off that day, but I was very happy when we moved.”

#14. The Man With No Eyes

“It’s bedtime again. I am sitting in my bed talking to my daughter getting her ready for sleep. All of the sudden she starts crying hysterically and hiding in me. Was she hurt? What the hell was wrong? Does she need to go to the ER? I was worried and she wouldn’t tell me what was wrong but she was terrified of something. Finally, she looks up at me and says, ‘He’s standing right there.’ and points to an empty corner. ‘Who is standing right there?’ ‘The man with no eyes…'”

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Photo Credit: stackexchange