Being homeless is already no picnic. Living on the street comes with a lot of danger.
Add in some creepy sightings though? And it's a recipe for a horror film.
Here were some of those answers.
Not that scary, but one time i was on a park bench just killing time. This homeless dude that everyone called "red" was at another bench. He came up to mine, and asked if i would watch his stuff while he slept for a bit, and i said yes. So he layed down next to me, and after awhile he sat up for a cigarette.
About 3 drags in, he starts coughing and his face turned all purple FAST. Never realized how fast people turn purple from lack of oxygen. He fell over on his side, and i jumped up and gave him a little smack on the back a few times, and i kept yelling at him to get up. I was hesitant to call an ambulance cause of hospital bills that he obviously wouldnt be able to pay, but right as i took my phone out to call (he had been unconscious for like 30 seconds at this point) he starts gasping and gets up.
I asked him if he was ok, and all he says is "f**king COPD" and then takes a drag of the cigarette that he never even dropped the whole time that happened. Blows my mind he didn't drop it lmao
Cold weather. I thought I was going to die one night I was so cold. I remember waking up thinking "you need to move or you are going to die".
May Have Been Two Murders
For a while I slept in an empty warehouse, I'm in the UK, so it was a huge Victorian building with about six floors. I slept on the third or fourth floor, out of the way of 'casual' intruders (drunks and prostitutes used that space) and one night I heard a load of shouting and a female screaming from the ground floor. Now I was 16, a junkie and about 120lbs, so I wasn't in any position to do much, but I crept down the steps to see what was happening. By the time I got there, the place was empty and the noise had stopped so I went back upstairs.
I found out the next day they found a body in the wasteland outside. Turns out the woman was a prostitute, they assumed her client stabbed her after a struggle and she'd made a run for it before he caught her and finished the job. Always wonder if I'd been able to help, but I'd have probably got stabbed too. :/
Was She Sleepwalking?
Was homeless for a summer and an acquaintance through the party scene of the town invited me to crash on her couch
Woke up in the middle of the night to her screaming into her phone about how they are out to get her and are setting the world up for destruction
Pretended like I was still asleep and got outta there the next day real quick
I was stalked by a gang one night on my way "home" from work. I still have no idea how i wasn't mugged. Once i woke up suddenly to a not homeless man holding a huge knife staring at me inside the abandoned buildings basement i was sleeping in. Once he noticed i was awake he asked if i was russian. I said no and he said he was looking for a different girl, gave me 20 dollars and left.
Crack On Crack On Crack
The scariest thing I saw was a man named Tony T. Apparently he had been a addict for years but had to keep a job to support his habit. He had received a huge settlement, over $500k. At which point he decided that he never had to work again. He lived on the streets and smoked drugs all day. The best way to describe him is Tuco from breaking bad. He was generous with his drugs so people would naturally want to be around him. But he was unpredictable and dangerous. I have tons of stories about him being crazy aggressive but the last time I saw him he beat a man with a pipe for dropping a tiny crack rock in the dirt. I tried to stop him and he threatened to turn on me. I walked out, went to a phone and called my sister to come get me. She helped me get my stuff together and I never went back. That was 30 years ago.
Why Do It Be This Way
Biggest thing (5'3 115lb) was how often people try to abduct you. That and how often people try to serve you tampered food. The teenagers trying to get clout by assaulting/"pranking" you is another one
The End Of My Timeline
Snow! I'm a big, scary dude so I never had trouble with people picking on me or whatever, in that sense the streets were safe to me, but seeing snow for the first time that year just made me cry and panic. It was too early for snow, I wasn't ready for that type of cold and was hoping to be on my feet again before the winter came. Beautiful thing like snow just messed me up in so many ways.
For The Sake Of Your Life
I had been homeless for a couple weeks now and had made friends with this couple, they seemed pretty chill but had a bit of a drinking problem.
Anyway one night i was sleeping, could here some commotion going on, couldn't make out who it was or what was going on, until my buddy comes and sits on my sleeping bag, blood pumping out of his neck, like full on everytime his heart beat it would splurt out, not under huge pressure but it was pretty bad. I ask him what happened and he said he think his misses had cut his throat with a stanley blade, he was so drunk he was not aware of how bad his injury was, and insisted i did not call an ambulance.
So i called the police they called the ambulance. I see the dude a couple days later, still homeless, scar on his neck. He's ever so grateful the nurse had told him how lucky he was, he was literally a couple millimeters away from dying that night.
Folks Picking On The Most Vulnerable
There is a drainage ditch in my area that the local homeless people tend to bed down in. A few years ago, when I found myself destitute, I spent one night down there. That night I witnessed a molotov get thrown into another dude's spot which led to a huge fire that ran rampant through the area.
Yeah, I bought a tent the next day and started camping in the local mountains.