Most people have had a moment where they felt like they weren't alone when they should have been. These people have made a profession of this feeling, and invite it into their lives regularly. Thanks to these paranormal investigator (and the one dispatch officer) who shared their eerie stories.
1. 'Everything went quiet, then I saw her.'
The year was 2012. I was younger, unmarried with a hopeful eye on the horizon. It was in that year that I officially joined a paranormal group. Let me apologize in advance for keeping some information deliberately vague. I value my privacy but most importantly, Im uncertain if what Im telling you may cause me to run afoul of the other people that were involved.
Theres a particularly haunted location close to where I used to live when I stayed with my parents. The history of that spot was one filled with sadness and anger. A lot of horrible stuff happened there but the perpetrators were never found and therefore never brought to justice. There have been rumors since then of a white figure fleeting about in the dark. Some people claimed to have heard a girl crying but there would be no one there when they turned to look. A previous group had investigated this spot and they came away with some strong evidence, chief of which were footprints in powder (a trick I used when I investigated my house in the previous post).
When we arrived at the place, the six of us broke up into groups of two. I will only cover what one of the groups experienced because they had asked a question directly relevant to what I had experienced. The strongest activity, however, happened with me and my partner. And we were the first to go up, all gung-ho and excited.
Between us, we had an EMF meter each. Below and pointing at the structure we were investigating at, there was a regular camera and a camera that had thermal imaging capabilities. Our investigation happened on the uppermost floor of the structure, where the dense trees grew wild and made the entire area darker than it was, even with a full moon overhead. We were ready to start so we powered on the meters and began.
The responses came almost immediately.
With the EMF meter, we set a precedence for the entity. Light up the bulbs if the answer is yes, leave it alone if its a no. So all our questions, therefore, cant be open-ended since they would need to be answered in the affirmative or negative. The first thing we asked was, are you here with us. The meter had four bulbs with the fourth being the strongest. The first one lit up with the second flickering.
EMF meters cant lie and it takes quite a lot of energy to produce such a reaction. That were getting a hit on two EMF meters no less - while we were nowhere close to any power lines or electrical boxes is in itself an indication of something. But we do not rely on just one tick.
We kept asking and repeating our question. Are you here, if you are, light up the device again so we know it wasnt a fluke.
This repeated itself four times.
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Prior to coming here, we unearthed in our investigation a possible name for a girl who could have possibly been haunting the place. So we decided to put that to the test. We went through several names. For a long time, it was quiet until we mentioned the name that turned up in our research. This time, the meters went up to three bars. That got our attention.
Three bars require a strong blast of energy. For example, standing near a power box wouldnt even get you three bars. Its only when you press the device right up to the power box that you get four bars.
We deliberately went with a different name after getting the hit to see if it were a fluke. The device was quiet. When we mentioned the right name again, it lit up strongly.
After this, my partner went to answer a call from one of the people from the other group. In that time, I was left alone with the device and seemingly this spirit that was next to me. And I, being the polite one, told her we were sorry for disturbing her and if she were okay we were here? The device lit up to three bars.
I followed that up with, Do you feel lonely?
So, youre happy with our company?
(The number of bars does not indicate level of interest, merely the strength at which the entity can answer the question.)
Well, were happy to be here talking with you so thank you for being accommodating.
My partner was still on the phone so to whittle away at the time, I stuck out the EMF meter around me to gauge where the spirit might be standing. It was strongest in front of me. It lit up to a solid four. There was nothing to the left or right or even behind. But in front was when it would always light up. I traced the air up and down and the device stayed lit all the way until I brought it just inches from the ground. Then, the EMF meter, previously buzzing with activity went to zero. It was at that point when I realized the female spirit was hovering in the air in front of me.
Then, from my peripheral of the ground floor, I saw a dark shadow zip past quickly. It startled me and for a moment I wondered what I might have seen.
With no means now to investigate that, I tell her, Ill be moving over there, do join me.
I did this in part to test if the EMF meter was indeed working properly. Part of what made me good at this was my healthy dose of skepticism. As I left the spot where I stood, the constant two to three lit bulbs died. It remained quiet when I arrived at the new location, which was just ten feet away. I turn this way and that, attempting to pick up any EMF fluctuations in the air around when suddenly, it lit up.
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The meter was pointed toward the railing so I asked, Is that you? Are you here now?
Are you on the railing?
Is this your favorite spot?
By this time, my partner had rejoined me. We asked many questions. There was a certain feeling that crept into the air around us. It was a mixture of sadness and yet happiness the sort of happiness you felt when someone unanticipated comes to visit.
We decided then that we were going to ask some specific questions about the crimes that happened on the grounds.
If we had pictures, would you be able to recognize them?
Have you made peace with what happened?
Arent you a little angry?
The crime occurred sometime in the 1990s.
But youve still made peace?
Here, we were overwhelmed with emotion. It was bittersweet. I think I even teared up a little. We went quiet for a while but the entire time, she stood there, next to us, as evidenced by the lit bulbs. We didnt know how else to continue and since it has been over 40 minutes, we decided that now was a good time to bow out and let the next group up. So we said thank you, told her that we really appreciated her doing this and shes been real fun to talk to and that we hope she would extend the same friendship she showed us to the next group.
The second team (and the third) apparently received very little activity. We guessed that this was due to the spirit having used up plenty of her energy to converse with us. Either that or the two groups failed to engage her in the way that we had. But while the second group was up there, I hung around at the bottom, excited at what I had experienced first-hand. Though it was far from my first brush with the supernatural, it was the first one where it was in a more controlled environment.
So anyway, there I was mulling about and chatting with the other members when once again something caught my eye. I turned to look and there, on the second floor I saw something that to this day I recall vividly. (Continued)
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It was only for a split second I saw a face of a girl. Eyes, nose, ears, lips even her hair that framed her face was all visible. The face was a little off like it was swollen. And as soon as it flashed before me, it vanished. My hair stood on ends and my sudden quietness drew the attention of everyone near me. When I told them what I saw, the message was quickly passed to the group still up there and they asked the spirit then if it were indeed her that I had seen twice once the shadow and the other the face.
Both times, the bulbs lit up to a strong four.
We packed up and left, eager to go through the recordings. Someone else handled all of that so it was a few weeks before we heard anything. One night, though, he called me up and asked me if I was indeed certain of what I saw on the second floor. I told yes, I knew what I saw. He then sent me a picture. It was an infrared shot of the entire structure.
And there, on the second floor, hovering just above the railing, was a thermal image of a round object.
It was a face.
2. 'The door slammed on my friend.'
The craziest thing I have seen with my own two eyes was a door slam on my friend. We were in an old asylum and he was walking out of a room when the door just swung back really hard out of nowhere and knocked him on his bottom. It was just me and him as well. Needless to say he left the building right after that.
3. We thought he was crazy, but we couldn't have been more wrong.
About 4 years ago I was working the dispatch desk. Around 11pm I received a call from a resident that stated he had just seen 6 diamond shaped objects fly over his house at only a couple hundred feet, making no noise and had mirrors of thousands of lights glowing from underneath.
No big deal I think. Another alien conspiracy theorist calling in. But he prefaced his whole call by saying, "listen, I'm not nuts, I know you get calls from crazy people but I'm not one of them. I have this on video and my whole family saw it." He gave me their approximate height, their travel direction, the times. It was weird and it sounded unbelievable but there was something about it that sounded different so I decided to dispatch someone out and check this guy out, and more importantly, to see the video.
So the officer goes out, sees the video and writes a report. He comes back to the station and I jokingly say as soon as he walks in, "So how crazy are they over there?" And with a straight face he goes, "That was something." (Continued)
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I had to then call the nearest military air base and ask to speak to a supervisor at their flight control center. I gave her the time and area it occurred and she stated that nothing had been in that grid for hours. Then, feeling like a complete fool, I had to tell them that I had to report a UFO. They took the information and I faxed them a copy of the report and they said they'd look into it.
I didn't think anything of it for two years since we only got that one phone call and I hadn't heard anything about it. Sure enough though, two years later, I had a friend going through county wide training who called me and asked if I had been the one who had dispatched that call. When I said yes and told him the story he explained that at his training they had gone over how to handle unusual events and calls and that my dispatch had been played and he recognized the voice. He told me that later that night that exact report was called in over 6 times throughout the county in various areas.
To this day I have no idea what those lights were. The investigation was out of our hands.
4. 'I had to investigate my own house.'
I needed to investigate my own house, after some suspicious activity. I didnt have any of the regular equipment I used, like the EMF meter, so I went old school. I recharged the batteries to my old camcorder, dusted off the voice recorders and got some powder. I set the camcorder out on the far wall of my living room where most of the apartment, including the bedroom door, dining area and entrance to the kitchen can be captured. One recorder I left by the bedside table. As for the powder, I sprinkled a generous amount near the main door, at the entrance to the kitchen, the entrance to my bedroom and across the perimeter of my bed, from wall to wall. I also sprinkled large amounts of powder in critical areas just in case.
As most paranormal investigators are intimately aware of, many investigations are spent whittling away the boredom for hours only to be hit by a sudden explosion of activity that, more times than not, disappear just as quickly. Its like ghosts are trained guerrilla fighters. Great with making little disruptions, but not so great when you want them to sit down and chat.
The same thing happened of course. I started my business soon after midnight when the wife had fallen asleep. The first hour was purely for me to get into the right mood. I sat quietly in the dark in the living room, occasionally asking questions but largely leaving the digital recorder to run.
Other than the sounds of traffic caught during playback, I didnt get any response to the questions I asked. There werent whispering, strange sounds or shadows moving around my apartment. At around 2am, I decided it was time to retire to bed. While I was used to holding investigations right up until 5am, I dont do that anymore. I had work to wake up for in about five to six hours. So I left one of the recorders on the dining table since it was closer to the bedroom door and went to bed.
At about 3:30am, I awoke suddenly.
The room felt noticeably darker but it was deathly quiet. Even the low drone from my air-conditioner seemed to have stopped. I turn over and my wife was in deep sleep. Yeah, that woman sleeps like the dead. The first thing I checked was the thick line of powder I drew to separate my bed from the rest of the room. It was intact. I got out of bed and left the room, careful not to disrupt the line of powder in front of the bedroom door. I checked the camcorder and it was still running. Thats good. Ive had situations before when in lieu of activity, fully charge camera batteries and flashlights were completely drained. Anyway, the powder at the main door was also intact and the random blotches of powder in the bedroom and the living room were undisturbed.
But then I came to the kitchen.
Granted a gust of wind could have caused the line of powder to be broken but my apartment is like a vacuum. On stormy days, with all the windows and the door opened, not a gust of wind makes it way in, which was why we resort to air-conditioning constantly. The air-con in the living area was turned off but there was a clear break in the powder line as if someone stepped out of the kitchen into the living room.
Still not much to go on so I went back to bed, once again careful not to step on the powder. I understand that all of this is terribly boring but hey, its not like I could choose a method of preferred haunting.
Anyway, when I awoke in the morning, it was to my wife roughly shaking me. She wanted to know why I tracked powder all over the house. I was in a daze, having just been rudely awakened and with less than my ideal hours of sleep so it took a while before I understood what she asked.
I jumped out of bed and there, to my utter surprise, were footprints all over.
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Some of them had been disrupted by my wife but the line I drew was broken and there were footprints all around our bed and in the connecting part of the room where the computers were. I rushed to open the bedroom door and the powder there wasnt broken but there were footprints leading up to the door.
I checked the camera and the battery was completely drained. Well, that wouldnt do. I didnt have time to check the footage now let alone clean up the mess. So while my wife went off to work, I took a shower, dressed and hopped on a cab to work. I was late but I really wanted to spend the next 30 minutes or so on the way to work uninterrupted by commuters while I listened to the recording taken by the recorder on my bedside table.
Much of it was of my wife snoring. Wow, that woman is loud. I had no idea I was sleeping next to a bulldozer. I might have missed something but I fast forwarded quite a bit right up to the point I was awoken at around 3:30am. Her snoring had stopped and the quiet I heard and felt when I was awake at that hour was somehow captured on the recorder. I thought that the recorder had malfunctioned because there literally was an absence of sound.
It was only when the sounds of me moving to check the area came through the recorder, that I knew the device was working. I fast forwarded a little bit more but stopped at the one-hour mark when a strange sound caught my attention.
It was footsteps.
And it wasnt just one person walking around. There was audible running. Like a bunch of people racing around my room. Somehow this didnt wake me or my wife. I listened closely, more intrigued than scared but what I heard next tipped that scale almost immediately.
The running slowed to a walk and the sound of feet moving quite deliberately toward my side of the bed could be heard. I knew this because the footsteps got louder as it reached the recorder. Then there was silence, quite like what I had heard earlier. This time, though it felt pregnant, like something was waiting to happen.
And then, I heard it. In broad daylight in the cab, my hair stood on ends and I wanted to trash the recording.
It was loud. And by loud, I mean speaking-directly-into-the-recorder loud. Over the sound of that male voice, I heard my own breathing and the snoring of my wife so I knew that I wasnt speaking in my sleep. I dont sleep walk either and neither does my wife.
I have yet to listen to the recorder left on the dining table or reviewed the footage from the camcorder. Hopefully, therell be more information I can extract.
Thanks for reading!
If you don't have any experience with construction, it can be pretty interesting to watch those reality HGTV shows (I know I'm addicted at this point). Some of the best episodes can be the one's where they open up the walls to find the builder didn't do anything right, causing a huge blow to the budget. The drama!
As someone who doesn't know much about building, and is dreaming of homeownership, Redditor Vast_Recognition_682 asked a question I wish I had thought of first.
Redditor Vast_Recognition_682 asked:
"Home inspectors of reddit, what are some horrible things that almost went unnoticed?"
Here's some horror stories that shed a little light on the home owner unknowns.
Behind the closet wall.
"Going through a home with [the] home inspector, didn't find any issues, bring my dad in to look through the house too and he was [incessantly] checking everything. Looks at the Zillow listing with the floor plan, measures the basement, finds out the actual measurements smaller than the floor plan which led us to go looking in a closet and realize they finished a wall and closet around the old oil tank, never decommissioned it, never planned to tell anyone about it, and we would have had to rip walls out to get to it to remove it. It was a non starter and we walked away. So happy to have my dad's sharp eye while home shopping."
If you need a good prank idea when you're renovating, here's one:
"I saw a post once, this guy said his dad's house had a diagonal outer wall and he was installing a combination wall and bookshelf to square the room. Since there was a small dead space on one side, the dad (who was a doctor), got a life-size plastic human skeleton from work and tossed it in there."
"So if someone tore the wall out to remodel in 30 years or whatever, they'd see it and freak out."
Man cave mayhem.
"Not a home inspector, but I did ask our home inspector what crazy stuff he had seen over the years. He had two stories."
"He inspected a modest three bedroom house and found that were very strange structural cracks in the walls. The area where the house was built is primarily clay soil which leads to a lot of foundation issues, but these were really abnormal cracks. He headed to the attic to wrap up his inspection; it was located over the garage so there was absolutely no structural support there. He poked his head up into the attic and couldn't believe his eyes: the owner had a fully furnished man cave in the attic over the garage. It had a couch, big screen tv, weight set, and a huge gun safe. He said he had no idea how in the world all of that stuff didn't come crashing down through the garage ceiling or how the guy had managed to get the giant gun safe up there without some sort of elaborate winch system. He said it was only a matter of time before the house collapsed."
"The only other weird thing he encountered was a cistern (an old well) in a crawlspace underneath a house. He said he was crawling along on his stomach when he almost fell into it; it was left uncovered."
A rats nest of wires.
"I'm sure there will be some stories about wiring above drop ceilings. When I was looking at houses, I saw (not the home inspector) one once where like 10 different wires came into one rats nest of a cluster. To make it even better, there was a regular lamp cord that ran from it to power the hanging kitchen light above the table. And if you want whip cream and sprinkles on that.... the power came into that mess through knob and tube."
"I am an apprentice electrician and this comment just made my soul cry."
"I found an uncapped steel conduit with live wires behind my sink while remodeling. There wasn't even a cap on the wires."
"While ripping out our old kitchen we cut the old crappy countertop with a sawzaw, to our surprise saw a spark and blew a breaker. some mother f**kers who previously renovated this kitchen ran the wiring for a new outlet on the wall around the studs in a crevice in the back of the countertop...."
"My family flipped a house a few years ago. There were four ceilings, each a couple inches lower than the one before, and all but one had old wiring in it. It was like cutting into a weird lasagna, trying to find the studs in that house."
"Grandma was shrinking with old age, but her kids didn't want her to realize."
"Not me, but one I spoke to. Place almost passed, until out the corner of his eye... bam... jack stand holding up a beam under the house."
"Same with a house daughter was interested in. The place was a flip and totally redone. Beautiful. And down in the basement was a brick holding up a big beam."
This inspector had a full list.
1. "Furnace exhaust flue inlet at the attic furnace disconnected and a dead bird below it. Would have dumped all the furnace exhaust straight into the attic area. Obvious safety implication."
2. "Long time vacant house in a very secluded area. Reeked of cat p*ss and burnt plastic. No cats or cat feces in sight and no entry point for cats. Found small balloon in the corner of the floor where the fridge would be. Picked it up (with gloves) and white powder came spilling out. We came to the conclusion there was possibly the presence of methamphetamine in the home at some point and in some fashion."
3. "5 year old house, nice neighborhood, great shape, vacant. Everything looked good visually. In the attic, just after it had started raining heavily, a slight but constant drip was noticed from the roof sheathing in one area. Got lucky on that one. Sunny day, there would have been no evidence of any issue whatsoever."
4. "Homeowner DIY replaced the microwave and thought it would be 'clever' to run the exhaust vent into the wall cavity between the kitchen and adjacent laundry room. Just dumped the moisture into the wall. Mold city after a while if you do a lot of cooking while using the exhaust fan."
5. "60s house, well renovated. Range was a gas/electric dual fuel setup. Noticed broiler took forever to even start to warm up and never got hot enough that I couldn't touch it real quick (they usually glow red after like 30 seconds). Found out the range was plugged into a 110v outlet (enough to power the control panel and light) and not the proper 220v outlet (not even present). Oven was essentially useless. That one also had an incomplete drain line from a bathroom sink dumping everything directly into the crawlspace."
6. "New build. Got into the attic and just a quick 360° scan, something was off. Looking closer found a truss web beam that was completely gone, just ripped out (gusset plates bent to hell). Probably knocked out by the framing crews crane or something and they thought no one would notice. Time is money right? Lol"
They saved the day with this good catch!
"I used to work in a hospital, in IT. We were in a back corner of the oldest building. I used an out of the way stairwell, that had a 4 inch cast iron sprinkler main running through it."
"One day when I was leaving, I noticed a little tiny bit of water on the outside of the pipe. I went back to my desk, called maintenance, and asked them to send someone down so I could show them what I noticed. Walked the guy down to the stairwell and showed him, went on home."
"The next day I get to work and there's a letter on my desk. I open it, and it's from the director of maintenance. Seems that they shut down and depressurized the sprinkler line, and when they went to disconnect the section with the leak, the pipe just crumbled. They figured that my call prevented a major flood in materials management (which backed up to the stairwell on the floor below us) as well as a FD call-out, as the alarm would have gone when the pipe ruptured and water started flowing. The director sent me a very nice thank-you, and referred the situation to the cost-saving committee to see if they could get me a bonus based on preventing an accident."
The internet might just save homeowners on a whole lot of money by taking a closer look during the inspection. Thank goodness for this Ask Reddit post shedding light on the horror stories of homeownership and renovation mishaps.
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Unless you've been a member of the armed forces, you may only know drill sergeants as uncompassionate leaders who yell at privates all the time.
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"Drill instructors, what is the funniest thing you have seen a Private do?"
The following examples were utterly humiliating, but valuable lessons were learned.
"Had 2 guys get in a fight in our bay during basic. The drill sergeant made them hold hands and pretending to be on a date all week. Only time they could let go of each other's hands was rack time. They ended up becoming pretty good friends."
"Ex British Army officer here."
"A corporal went on a nine week mortar course and was accommodated (obviously) while he was away. It turned out he knew one of the DS teaching the course and was invited, regularly, to dine and drink in the Sergeant's Mess."
"The month after coming back from the course, he brought his payslip to me with a puzzled look on his face and, embarrassed, explained he didn't understand what it meant and could I help him?"
"It emerged that the Sergeant's Mess had a chitty system - you didn't pay for your drinks at the time, but signed for them and the total bill was deducted from your pay."
"This legend had managed to drink more than his monthly salary both months he'd been away and his payslip was a negative balance."
"I'm sorry Smith, I'm afraid you owe the Army £235 ($327.50) this month."
Asking For An Advance
"Former European Anti-Air Trainee here."
"Recruit spent his first check on alcohol and sex workers, asked his commander for next months check in advance the next day. Instead of having a good excuse prepared to actually succeed in that proposal he blankly told him in front of 80 other recruits why he'd need it."
"I saw a guy post about how he was like 6'3 and his DS was like 5'2, so whenever he messed up the DS would go up to him face to chest and yell 'Elevator!' and the guy would bend down to eye level with the DS and say 'Ding!' and the DS would proceed to look him in the eye while he chewed him out."
Some experiences were downright hilarious.
"Not an RDC, but in boot camp I was over the laundry crew. One recruit sh*t himself because he thought he couldn't leave his rack after taps. It was funny at the moment before I realized I had to wash it."
"This was the funniest f'king thing I ever read from u/odomotto"
"Recruit fired all his blank ammo during 'ambush training.' He crawled in ditch opposite where the aggressors were, and started throwing rocks at them. DI came running in middle of the road blowing his whistle and screaming 'what the f'k are you doing?' Recruit screamed back, 'throwing hand grenades drill sergeant!' Without missing a beat, the DI screamed 'out f'king standing.' And walked away."
"My sides hurt and I was wheezing laughing so hard at this when I first heard it!"
These punishments made no sense. And that's why they're memorable.
"When I was in basic, a kid we called 'Albino' shot off a blank round accidentally in the field. The sergeants were pissed and took his weapon away and replaced it with a broomstick for the remainder of the week in the field."
"Man I remember some dude didn't put the sheet on his bunk the right way and had to wear the sheet as a cloak and go to all the other barracks dancing around sing about how he was the 'Catch Edge Fairy' or something. It was pretty silly, he owned it though. He was doing twirls the whole time. This was Navy bootcamp."
Despite how they are depicted on film, drill instructors are people who care.
Like, Beals – a drill sergeant at Fort Knox, Kentucky – who said:
"We provide more than just physical, mental and emotional guidance for them. You are a father, a preacher, a financial advisor, a counselor-you provide so many different services to the Soldier that the regular public doesn't see on day to day basis."
"They see what they see in movies and what they hear about by word of mouth. But you are fulfilling so many roles other than just being a trainer and teaching an individual how to be a Soldier in the Army."
And occasionally, they are having a laugh at the crazy things their trainees do.
Sometimes, it becomes extremely clear that it's time to leave.
That goes for short term situations like a bizarre social moment, or longer term commitments like work or relationships.
Whatever the context, there is typically a tipping point moment when all the variables appear to suggest things have become unsafe, wildly uncomfortable, or maybe even a tad illegal.
It's those moments when all you can think about is the door.
Redditor Thotus_Maximus asked:
"What was your biggest 'I'm out' moment?"
Many people talked about the times they went to parties that turned out to be very different from what they had in mind.
"Went to a friend of a friend's 35th birthday party. There were like 3 people there when we showed up. Birthday boy says everyone's in the basement. Okay cool."
"We go down to the basement. Someone's DJing, they've got cool lighting, there's like 30 people dancing. After a minute or 2 we realize everyone in the basement is like 13. Nope Nope Nope."
THAT Kinda Party
"Lived in a hotel for a while when I was 18-19. One day a bunch of people I've met at the pool wanted to go up to this dudes room and party. I thought we were gonna drink, smoke, and have a conversation, but that's not how it went."
"While everyone went up there, I had to go back to my room and change clothes. When I finally went to join them, I walked in and saw this dude injecting hard drugs. I sh** you not, this dude turned completely blue and dropped to the ground like a rock. When I saw that, I just dipped."
"He got picked up by an ambulance and survived. When I saw him in the elevator the next day, he seemed like a completely different person. Seein' stuff like that (that wasn't my first time witnessing od's), I think kept me away from the drugs that can kill you easily."
The Great Escape
"I was at a party when I was a teen. Cops turned up. I was stuck upstairs. But there was a balcony and underneath a pool. And beyond the pool a gate leading to an alley."
"So I jumped in the pool."
"But when I resurfaced there were already two cops standing there looking at me."
Other Redditors recalled the times they encountered strangers that did not appear to have their best interest at heart, to say the least.
"Was approached by someone and we talked about how we went to the same college and I showed him some of my art work, he thought it was pretty cool and offered me an opportunity and wanted to talk more later because I was at work at the time."
"I met up with him and his girlfriend and he told about what he mentioned. As I say there listening, it sounded familiar and BAM! It hit me. It was a pyramid scheme, it had nothing to do with art or any job prospects, I told him I wasn't interested many times in the nicest way possible l, but boy did they look pi**ed."
"I got stuck in an airport overnight as my flight was cancelled due to weather and I was starving because all the stores were closed. Some employee offered to show me where to get food so I followed him."
"He then opened a door to outside in the parking lot and motioned outside. I quickly said 'no thanks' and walked away."
And finally, some talked about when it became very clear that their work situation needed to end, like yesterday.
Quotas Reign Supreme
"I got buried by heavy packages while loading a truck for Fedex. It took 3 people to get me out. I was bloody, bruised, and had trouble lifting my arm."
"My manager came over and chastised me for my package count being too low. Walked out immediately."
Leaving Him a Stressful Day
"I worked in a contact centre several years ago. It was super busy and calls didn't stop coming. For some reason, my stupid boss removed everyone else from the queue for some stupid training, leaving me alone to handle all the calls. I messaged him a few times on Microsoft Teams, asking what was happening with no reply."
"After two hours, I shut down my computer and walked out of the company. I just recently withdrawn my last salary, so no regret whatsoever."
Corruption At Its Finest
"I worked for a blood analysis lab machine company for about 6 months. Hated every minute of it because I was working well over 60 hours a week every week. I wouldn't be leaving some hospitals until after 11pm sometimes. The management would never support the techs, the customer is always right, that BS."
"So one week at during the over the phone team meeting, the manager actually asked on of the younger techs to complete paperwork and submit it. Which is normal, but the manager was having him submit the repair paperwork and schedule the repair when they got around to it. He wanted the tech to pencil whip documentation we submit to the FDA so he could a quarterly bonus."
"Managers who's group hits all the pm's, gets a very nice size check. Had the tech done that and the machine failed before it was serviced, somebody could have died and he might have gone to jail. I left that job the next day."
Out With a Bang
"I walked out of a job two hours into a shift and left them without anyone who could do my job."
"As a parting gift, I threw the manual I'd written in the rubbish and didn't bother removing or giving anyone my passwords to stuff so they couldn't do anything."
Years ago I had a classmate who was a total daredevil... so much so that he would often injure himself. He once drove a bike in the direction of oncoming traffic, just for the hell of it. He got out of that episode unscathed––luckily. By contrast, I prefer keeping all my limbs, and still have them all. I wonder where he is now. Hopefully not too banged up. I did do some stuff unwittingly––like the time I stuck a fork into an electrical socket. I thankfully wasn't shocked too much. I was young and naive.
People told us all about the dangerous things they did when they were younger after Redditor Not-an-Ocelot asked the online community,
"What's the most dangerous thing you did as a kid without realizing?"
"My chore was to wash the floors. I would mix all sorts of chemicals together, not realizing they don't mix. Like bleach and ammonia with other cleaning products."
This is very easy to do––and so dangerous! Thankfully you didn't harm yourself.
"I used to walk..."
"I used to walk on a frozen river when walking home from school. I was about 7 at the time."
Seen too many movies about people stuck under the ice.
"We would sneak up..."
"I used to do parkour. We would sneak up onto the rooftops of condo buildings when they were washing their windows (the staircases leading to the top floor would be unlocked). We would then go roof hopping.
Literal roof hopping like in Grand Theft Auto. We would jump from a 12 storey apartment building's roof to an adjacent 10 storey apartment building's roof, etc."
How are your knees? That's bound to do some damage, no?
"I picked up..."
"I picked up a baby copperhead snake and gave it to my mom as a present when I was 6 or 7."
You must have really hated your mom.
"There was a railway crossing..."
"There was a railway crossing on my walk to school, and the train would often be blocking my path so I would always wait until it stopped moving and then climb on top of it and jump off the other side so I could keep walking and not be late."
"Played inside an old broken refrigerator that was outside….not knowing it could have locked or tipped over."
Yes, it could have! Thankfully it didn't. There's a really frightening scene in The Leftovers involving a character who nearly suffocates in a fridge.
No thank you.
"Like most Florida kids..."
"Like most Florida kids I swam where I shouldn't have and I'm very lucky I didn't get eaten by alligators."
"After seeing videos..."
"Playing with fireworks. After seeing videos of kids blowing their fingers and hands off, I would never let my kids play with them, without lots of supervision."
"We are super lucky..."
"Getting on a boat with my then-boyfriend and not telling our parents where we were going. The boat ended up sinking during a storm and we had life jackets and floated on the ice chest. Only reason we are alive is because a ship that was coming in heard us screaming during the storm and called the coast guard. We were out there for a total of 15 hours and had severe hypothermia. We are super lucky to be alive."
This is pretty terrifying.
Everything that could go wrong, did go wrong.
Yes, thankfully, you're alive.
"When I was about..."
"When I was about 9 or 10 a friend and I rode an air mattress down a river. Neither of us knew how to swim and we didn't tell our parents so when we came back cops were looking for us."
Well... these were a read.
If you'll excuse me, I'll stay indoors and wrap myself in bubble wrap. The outside world is scary.
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