The zombie apocalypse and paranormal activity are undoubtedly terrifying enough to keep us up at night.
But the scarier things in life are the things grounded in reality.
I remember going over to a friend's house for a party back in college when all hell broke loose.
My friend's older brother – who I never met – was there with a couple of his buddies. To this day, I still have no idea what prompted it but an argument turned physically violent, and there was a gun involved.
People were screaming and scrambling in different directions from the living room. It was complete pandemonium.
Long story short, I found myself hoisting my body over the second floor balcony along with three others to flee from one of the brother's friends wielding a knife.
The four of us ran to one of our parked cars and managed to pile in after struggling with the keys to unlock the door – just like in a horror film.
The pursuer tried smashing the rear window with his bloodied knuckles as we were all screaming and crying from inside the vehicle. And that was when the cops arrived.
There were severe injuries sustained but no fatalities. I still shudder thinking about that night and continue counting my blessings that I was okay.
Being pursued by disturbed individuals, witnessing death, and even unwelcome animals were others examples shared by strangers of the internet when Redditor LauraPalmerIsNotDead asked:
"When I was maybe 19 or 20 I nearly got run off the road on my way home from work one night. No actual accident, but it shook me up so I pulled off on the shoulder to calm down before continuing to drive."
"A windowless van pulled up behind me and a man got out, and approached my car. He asked if I was okay, and I told him I was fine, just gathering myself after a scare. He offered for me to wait in the van with his 'wife and kids'. He insisted multiple times that I get in his van. Luckily my door was already locked and I had only cracked the window to speak with him."
"Since he parked his van right behind me and I could see in my rear view there were no visible passengers in his van."
A Parent's Agony
"The scream of a parent realizing they lost their child is a different kind of scream you never forget."
"I heard my mother's scream after she found out my brother died... Still sends shivers up my spine."
"One night of college, I heard a woman screaming for help. I looked out my window and saw her right next to the street. Keep in mind this is a popular college town and the street was busy and there didnt seem to be anything immediately attacking or endangering her. After a few minutes I was about to go down when a car pulled up and three guys got out. I could overhear the convo since it was right out of my bedroom but she said no one was paying attention and they should 'try' some other apartment. They all jumped in and drove off."
"A month later an apartment got broken into and four people were caught, 1 women and three men. Apparently she was in the house and left the door unlocked and the men then came in and robbed the place."
All About Timing
"Something similar happened to me. My parents told me they'd be home in 30 minutes. They were totally lying and were like 2 hours away. When 35 minutes went by and someone knocked, I just opened the door. They just shove the door open, but luckily I had forgotten the latch."
"It was some lady and a really thuggish dude. I shove the door closed and lock the deadbolt. They're yelling at me that they need to use my phone ASAP because her kids got abducted. I call the cops but she wants me to go outside and let her use the phone. Luckily I live 60 seconds tops from a police station. Within 1 minute there is 4 cop cars outside. The dude had a weapon and was just trying to get in the house. Scary stuff."
"Having the police station so close has saved my a** so many times. One time two guys was trying to break in through the back window. I call the cops again. I swear hardly a minute passed before I saw flashlights. They had to call a helicopter because the guys jumped a few fences."
The Blood-Curdling Scream
"SO I wouldn't say this belongs here as a 'horrifying experience' in the end, though it was for a brief moment, but your story reminded me of it."
"I was living alone on a fairly quiet back street of a larger city. One night I was in bed and heard a woman screaming outside, like really screaming, a raw guttural scream like she was fearing for her life or something. It happened a couple of times and I went to look out the window, I was on the 5th floor of a large apartment building. I looked around to see if other people were showing concern or looking out of their windows but nothing. It happened again and sounded like it was coming from directly beneath my window, there was a small enclosed car park there but it was dark, I shone my phone's flashlight down there but couldn't see anything."
"I thought about calling the police. Then it happened again loudly and I made a split second decision to rush down there, I ran down there as quick as I could, already partially regretting the decision, and crept around to the rear of the building where the scream was coming from. It happened once more, like a blood-curdling scream. I shouted 'HEY!' as loud and intimidating as I could. Nothing happened. I was terrified, my heart was beating out of it's chest, adrenaline pumped, hands were shaking. I couldn't see anything, I put the flashlight on on my phone and shone it around. Nothing."
"Then, two foxes darted out from behind one of the cars. I watched them scurry off down the street with a wave of relief thinking 'It can't have been that?.' I looked around a little more and then went back up to my apartment and got on Google, and yes it was foxes."
"I had no idea, but the sound that foxes make when f'king or fighting or whatever they were doing sounds like witches being burned at the stake, and it's a horrifying thing to hear if you don't know what it is in the middle of the night."
Dude Looked Like A Demon
"After getting evicted from our apartment, my sister and I lived in a station wagon with our mom for almost a month. One night, we were parked in a lot kind of hidden behind some dumpsters. It was just my sister and me, trying to sleep when we woke up to someone tapping on the window. It was an old man with a scraggly beard and these wet lesions all over his face. He smiled at us and told us in this raspy voice, 'Hey, roll down the window.' In the dim light from the streetlamp, he looked like a demon pressing his face against the window glass. We shook our heads and held each other as he went around the station wagon checking each door to see if it would open."
"Eventually, he came back to the rear and this time he wasn't smiling but looking really angry and demented. He started slamming on the back window and telling us to 'Open the f'king window!" I remember being terrified that he was going to break the glass with his fists."
"He suddenly stopped and walked away when an SUV pulled in and shone its headlights on him. I don't know if it was a cop or a security guard or just someone driving by, but it was enough to scare him away. My sister and I jumped out of the car as the SUV pulled away. We went to the laundromat and sat in there for the rest of the night."
Like A Horror Movie
"I was driving home from Target at around 8PM at night and got the feeling the car behind me was following me. I started taking a very weird, circuitous way and they stayed behind me...not tailgating, but close enough to not lose me. Finally, they turned and I breathed a sigh of relief..."
"...until I turned on a side street, saw an idling car with its lights off, and the HEADLIGHTS CAME ON and they started following me again. I was freaking out and drove as fast as I safely could to the small-town police station. When they saw me turn into the parking lot, they sped off. I sat there until my adrenaline calmed down a bit, and then I drove home and promptly burst into tears. Closest I've ever come to living out a horror movie."
The Church Next Door
I've seen a lot since I used to live in a bad part of town, but the one that really stood out was when one of the wiremen was literally burnt into a crisp.
We were at the church next door which was at the 2nd floor and had a big window, from the back you could see the wireman doing something, but then suddenly he grabbed hold on a live wire, he tensed up started shaking and he couldn't let go, people tried getting him down using wooden sticks but it only caused him to fall down still clinging on the live wire, I didn't see anything else after him falling down but our neighbors said his clothes were burnt off and he was literally charred and unrecognizable.
Back from Wendy's
My grandmother and I got some fast food for dinner and on our way back to our neighborhood. A good 10ish miles away from the restaurant that involved getting on and off a freeway. I noticed the car behind us was the same as the one behind us in the drive thru. And was making all our same turns.
We thought what are the chances they were a fellow neighborhood resident who also picked up Wendy's for dinner. But as they turned on our specific street, we knew something was up. We immediately kept going and left our neighborhood and got back on the freeway to go to our local police station.
About another 15 miles of freeway of following us in various lanes they abandoned their mission and violently drove across 3 lanes and onto an off ramp leaving us on the freeway. Good thing too because around then we realized we were really low on gas.
Our theory was these people saw an elderly woman with a handicap license plate picking up food and going home to eat it as an easy target for a possible home invasion/kidnapping etc.
I was on my way home from work and there was a car parked sideways in the road, blocking both lanes. I stopped and waited a couple of minutes, waiting for the driver to go, he didn't move, so I honked my horn. At this, he pulled around and tried to ram me. I was able to get around him and head for home, but he kept chasing me, trying to run me off of the road. I am a fairly good size guy, about 35 years old at the time, but there was no way I was going to confront this crazy butt hole.
So I sped away, trying to get home without being rammed, I couldn't lose him, and there was no way I was going to lead him to my house, so I drove to the police station, and went inside and he sped off. He must have been from out of the area because he didn't know that only the lobby was open at that hour, and there were no cops there. He very well could have followed me in, there was no one there to help me, just a phone that rings the county police dispatcher.
When I was 19 I was 7 months pregnant with my oldest daughter. I still lived with my parents and came home after work around 1130pm. I usually checked that the vehicles were locked before going inside. But this night I was overcome with a sense of immense fear. I wouldn't even look towards my parents vehicles and hurried into the house. Twenty minutes later a guy is knocking on our door telling us that my parents SUV was on fire and to get out of the house, saving our lives and we called 911.
There was a serial arsonist on the loose in our town and when he was caught and he confessed he admitted to watching me come home that night and how he was preparing to hurt me in case I had caught him, but I never looked over his direction as he was sitting in my parents SUV when I had arrived home. It took years before I was able to be out at night alone.
B (said friend) and I were meeting at the local abbey's to say hi to friends in the parking lot because that's what you do in a small town. As we left we drove through the small neighborhood that was behind the pizza place, we came up to a four way stop, and stopped like one does. Then as we start to pull through, this man in a huge truck blows the stop sign and almost hits us. We were shook up but wrote it off an an accident and kept driving. About a mile down the road B noticed that the guy was behind us, thinking it may be a coincidence he took a random turn to drive in a circle and he followed us. He kept yo-yoing behind us trying to act like he was going to hit us with his truck. We start driving towards the police station and turned off into another neighborhood to try to lose him in. As we were driving around we took a wrong turn onto a dead end street.
The man in the truck blocked us in, got out of his truck and was just absolutely screaming and trying to get us out of the truck. He kept going to the back of his truck and yelling he would show us a real lesson. I called the cops and we waited. It took the cops 20 minutes to show up and the man just kept escalating, I was on the phone screaming to the operator because he was making it very clear he was going to shoot us every time he came up to our window. I have no doubt he would have if the cops didn't show up. I'm so sorry you had to experience what you did... I'm so glad that you're safe!
When I was about 6 my parents dropped me off at this swimming lesson class. now this was back in China over 2 decades ago, i remember that class had a lot of students. anyways i was scared of the water and didn't want to go in and the teacher got frustrated and just tossed me in the deep end. to this day i remember clearly the panic i felt, the sheer fear as i choked and gaged on the pool water as i sunk lower and lower. it felt like ages before the teacher shoved a long pole into the pool for me to grab onto to pull me out. i remember the sensation of panic and edges of my vision getting dark.
For several years after i was so terrified of water going over my face that i had trouble showering and washing my hair. i had to force myself to take a deep breath, go under the water and scrub as fast as i can and step out. every time my heart rate would go crazy and i would be on the edge of a panic attack.
anyways it wasn't till i was in my mid 20s that this even came up during a family visit and my grandmother told me that when grandpa found out, he got so mad he called in favors from his army buddies (literally old revolutionary soldiers from Maos days) to go in there with high ranking government officials to scare the hell out of that swimming school/teacher.
Duck and Cover
It's more creepy than horrifying. This was right after the mass Las Vegas shooting. I was at my sister's keeping her company (her husband was out of town) and we had her two young children. We were talking about the shooting and how probably a lot of people don't run away at the start of a mass shooting b/c gunfire in real life doesn't sound like it does on TV.
At that very moment, we heard this BANG BANG BANG and I thought it was someone trying to kick in her door. We took the kids to the bedroom and hit the panic button on her security system. It wasn't someone trying to kick in the door. Someone had shot through her front door.
To my Throat
One time my mom put a knife to my neck and told me that she'd rather see me dead than to have a child who would not do everything she demanded. my mind went blank and i wasn't feeling anything. it left such an impression on me that i still heard her voice screaming my name even after i moved away from home.
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18 years ago I was flatting with someone, she had a trip she went on, which left me in the house by myself.
I woke up in the middle of the night, it was almost pitch black and I looked over and saw someone in my room.
I had a huge dose of adrenaline and I tried to yell out in the toughest voice I could "WHO ARE YOU???" but I was half asleep and it came out like a pirate "OOO ARRRR"
It sounds funny to type that, but in the moment it was terrifying.
I rolled over in my double bed to gain about 10 inches of distance between us and tried again "WHO ARE YOU!" but again I said "OOO ARRR!!!"
At this point I realised any attempt at sounding like a tough guy had just gone out the window and the panic was rising, until I woke up a little bit more and realised I was yelling at my towel that I'd draped on my computer chair.
I find it hilarious now, but at the time it was horrifying.
it's not supernatural or weird, but I was with my dad when he died. He had cancer (sarcoma), and towards the end his body just started failing. He was in a medically-induced coma for the last week of his life, and my mother made the difficult decision to pull the plug when it was determined the cancer had taken over and he wouldn't pull through. In the small hospital room when it was time there was myself, my mother, my older sister, 4 of my dad's closest relatives, a doctor and nurse, and a woman who was there to read his last rites.
It was shockingly quiet apart from us softly crying and the woman reading the religious stuff (I'm not religious, so I'm not sure what the proper terminology is here). My dad's face turned a purplish-blue shade and his body lightly convulsed... and then it was just over in a couple minutes. At the time I was 17, probably in shock, and very sad, but I didn't think I would linger over the memory as much as I do even now as a 24 year old.
My son having an anaphylactic reaction while we driving down a major interstate in Atlanta. I had to pull over on the side of 285 (the interstate) and give him an epipen injection. I called 911 and told them I was driving to CHOA (Children's Healthcare of Atlanta) emergency department and coming in hot, and to be ready. Thankfully, we weren't far from the hospital. I have never been so terrified in my entire life.
This happened just a few weeks ago, and maybe it will get better with time. But I literally watched my mom die. She was on hospice care for multiple medical issues but the major thing was she had a stroke leaving her paralyzed and kept developing pneumonia. Back in October, she was sent home from the hospital and we were told that medication was no longer working to treat it and that, she shouldn't be brought back in for it. Fast forward to the Sunday before Thanksgiving, and she was sent to the ER for a basic procedure that Home health just couldn't do. So she gets to the hospital, and they run tests and everything that could be wrong is, high potassium, signs of heart failure, signs of liver and kidney failure.
They told us she wouldn't make it through the night. We knew my mom wanted to die at home but the doctors didn't think she would survive the EMS ride back. Her PCP which is the greatest doctor ever personally came in, (without anyone asking) had the ER do a few things and they agreed she was stable enough to be sent home. Hospice came that night, and my mom did okay for a few days but then went downhill fast. My dad asked me to stay with him and luckily I was working remote. On December 3rd I woke up having a panic attack, I don't remember a dream or anything, and I just knew that was the last day we'd have her.
She was doing okay that morning but was in a steady decline. We were giving her big morphine doses and doing our best but she just couldn't breathe. She sounded funny almost like she was snoring, but her oxygen and heart rate was fine. My dad went to check on her 5 minutes later, and I was in there too. At first, we thought everything was okay but then her pulse was really low teens and her oxygen dropped to 10, my dad held her and told her "it was okay to let go and her eyes opened and stared directly at me.
across the pavement...
In 2016 I laid my motorcycle down going about 45mph. When I knew I was going to wreck, I had just enough time to realize that this was not going to be good. Everything went black and I 'came to' standing in the middle of the road watching the crash. I watched my body flop across the pavement and didn't really care.
Everything was more 'real' than I've ever known. The colors were brighter and just more, the birds chirped in the most beautiful way you could imagine. Everything was super focused body and bike, they looked different somehow. I don't know how to describe it.
I noticed a male presence (that I never saw) silently pushed me and I was back in my body. I sat up in the ditch, wiped the blood from my eyes and slowly got up and started walking for help. (I was by myself, couldn't lift my bike, and hadn't told anyone where I was going.)
I made a lot of mistakes that day, going alone without having my license, taking back roads I wasn't familiar with, not wearing gear, not wearing a helmet, etc. I was dumb but that experience changed my life.
Slept through but my roommate told me about it. I was asleep while he was playing video games when I suddenly sat up and said " Screw this thunder, yo" and laid down immediately after. 2 seconds later a jet flew overhead and created a sonic boom.
I was out to eat with my family, and my dad, who is usually super calm, while about to eat a Cubano sandwich he always orders at our spot, yells "holy S**T!" and turned white. I asked what happened, and he stammered that some guy just fell. I turn around and there is a man on the pavement motionless. Without thinking, I darted out of the restaurant and crossed the street without even looking to try and help him. I am lucky I didn't get hit by car doing so. Well, it was too late. He was dead. Blood was absolutely pouring out of his mouth, head, nose. I shouted at him to try to get him to respond and he laid motionless. I then turned my back on him and called 911. Someone must have already called, or by chance, a fire truck was nearby. They rushed over, but it was too late. Threw immediately threw a white sheet over him. A week later, a detective called me.
They ruled out suicide, so, it may have been an accident, or a homicide. He had fallen from the 5th floor around dinner time. I saw his face for weeks randomly. I still have no idea what happened. Haven't been back to that restaurant since. The messed up thing, was his blood strain was on the pavement for months after, faintly there, people walked right past it likely unknowing. The red tape that clung to the pole remained barely attached, weathering away. No one ever put flowers out for this guy. I wonder if he could hear me, screaming at him, or if he was already dead.
I had a step-dad and he was heavily on drugs. My mom finally decided to leave him after 6 years when he threatened our lives. We had to go into hiding and get a restraining order. We later moved in with my nana, not so far from the area where we originally lived. There was nothing more scary than seeing a car that looked similar to his or going to the store and seeing someone who looked like him. You would basically freeze in fear.
When I was a kid I was woken up by what I thought was an explosion. I thought maybe the furnace exploded or something. I got up and crept around but nothing was amiss. I found out the next day it was a sonic boom from an AF base probably 15 miles away. The pilot wasn't supposed to do that so it's not like something that regularly happened.
Mom's U-turn Save
It was the creepiest thing to happen to me.
When I was 15, my mom dropped me off at our town center's library to meet with my friend. We were supposed to meet there for a school project. She dropped me off and left to do errands.
As I was heading in, there was this homeless guy sitting on the nearby bench. I froze (strange feeling came over) and speed walked in without looking at him much.
While looking for a book for the project, my mom popped up out of nowhere. Less than two minutes had passed. She makes pleasantries with me and taking me through the sections.
She tells me to pretend to look for a book on the bottom shelf. Weirded out, I do. She then tells me,
"You're being followed by the same homeless dude. He's not alone."
Low and behold, the dude is pretending to look around, but still trying to keep me in his line of vision. With another person. Couldn't tell if it was another guy or woman. My mom noticed this as she was pulling out of the library parking lot and pulled a U turn. I don't remember how we got out of his sight. My friend luckily couldn't make it that day.
Finding my 49 year old mother dead of an overdose when I was 17. I did CPR on her but didn't realize she'd been dead for 4 hours already by that point.
Senior year of college I was living with my brother and came home to find him dead. He had ODed that morning while I was in class. We lived about a half hour out of town and I had been certified as a Wilderness First Responder that spring through NOLS. In hindsight I wish I had slowed down and not put myself through the hell but the training kicked in and I did everything I knew to try and revive him. There is a recording somewhere of me screaming at the 911 dispatch knowing he was already gone because his body was already in rigor mortis.
But that dispatcher kept coaxing me to keep doing CPR until other EMS arrived. They got there and I walked out. A sheriff showed up as I was walking out of the house and asked who I was and what I was doing. Almost attacked him and then went into the front yard and broke down. I was the one that called my parents to tell them. I know I will have bad days again in my life but I really just hope nothing will ever be worse than that day.
When I was around 13 I had a tendency to stay up late and try to beat my current n64 game of choice over a weekend. One night I had decided to move my stuff to the living room, now keep in mind our house had a hallway connected to the bedrooms but the hallway had a door for some reason, so after moving everything to the living room I closed the door for the hallway to not wake up anyone, about two hours into my gaming session I started hearing tapping noises, so I paused my game and the noises stopped, then for ten minutes it got louder yet this time coming from the sliding glass door in the den.
At this point I ran to get my dad, he ran out of his room and went out back only to see someone jump the fence.
Turned out that a local mental hospital had an escape early that evening according to the police who arrived, what was more creepy was the glass on the window was very close to breaking. I never once played video games in the living room again and now I suffer from night terrors and a severe fear of looking out Windows or doors at night.
A few years ago I was sleeping then all of a sudden I wake up, then start hearing sounds in my room. It's kinda hard to explain but something like the sound of your furniture when you put something on it? Or like the sound it makes during an earthquake? Like that. In this case, I was hearing it all around my room, like there was something jumping across everywhere. I was terrified lol I was aware some crap was happening but I was too scared to peek around (at this point I was hiding under my blanket).
Eventually the sounds stopped and I gained enough courage to stick out my arm and reach my phone which was on my nightstand. I turn it on and notice it's... steamed?? Like, it had condensation all over the screen. Nothing else seemed out of place after that, and I had a really hard time going to sleep again that night.
I have one more... When I gave birth to my son by c-section, my nurse on shift forgot to refill my morphine drip in the hours after my surgery. So my pain meds completely wore off exposing me to the full pain of having had my abdomen sliced open and I absolutely panicked. The pain was excruciating. I had to lay there suffering while my nurse went to get more for the drip which took quite awhile. The only thing I knew to do was breathe the same way I would in natural childbirth (which I had already experienced), to keep me from passing out from the pain. That experience left me traumatized for awhile.
Trying to get home one day I found the entrance to my road blocked off by several cops with bloody big guns. Turned out the man who killed 51 muslims and injured as many more was knocked off the road directly by my house. The whole area was evacuated because the shooter's car was wired to explode.
In the Sierra Leone
My father was deployed with the U.N. in Sierra Leone during the civil war two decades ago. If you know anything about the subject, I'm sure you can imagine what would happen to a man after seeing the things that went on there. While I was growing up, my father wasn't an alcoholic or addict, but something inside him had snapped. He did a good job of covering it up, but when he was angry it was truly something else.
On one specific occasion I was being a miserable child (as 11 yr olds do) and he grabbed my neck and screamed at me about how he had taken the lives of countless men in Africa, how he had witnessed and killed child soldiers younger than me, how my life could be snuffed out for being an ungrateful sh!t to him. Worst of all, even though this was in anger, he said all these things with pride. He told me that he was three times the man I'd ever be. I still remember the date, February 15th 2014, because I thought I'd one day prove him wrong. Took me a long time to understand that I wasn't the one at fault for what he said.
In the Room
All throughout my childhood whenever I slept in my parents room I had to have the door to their closet shut. If it wasn't shut I would see shadowy figures wall through the door, they would disappear if I shut my eyes for a minute but yeah it was pretty creepy. Fast forward to high school and we have redone our house and a corner of my room now takes up where that closet door used to be. My junior year of high school we got a new dog. This dog would sleep everywhere in my house, except my room. Whenever he was in my room at night he would stand in the center of my room, stare at the corner that the closet was once in and whimper.
I could not get him to calm down unless I let him out of my room. During this time I would also hear scratching coming from this corner, which I know people might say it could be a mouse in the wall or a bird or something, but these scratches were distinctly different from the sound nice make. They also sounded like a much larger thing was making them. The sounds have since stopped and I sure as hell hope they don't come back. I'm sure I'm missing some stuff, I'll add it if I remember it.
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My friend and I dumbly decided to explore an abandoned asylum (one from like the 40s) and got hunted by a guy with a knife and had to jump out a window and landed in a gross disgusting lake... I can still feel that nasty, gross lake water in my nose.
When I was 20, I was visiting my neighbor and helping with a project when his 3 year old came around the corner with a bad head injury. She had fallen off her kiddie swing, and hit the back of her head on a rock. While her parents were wrapping her wound up and getting into the car, I called 911 and informed the operator of the injury, and what hospital they were going to. Even told them what model of car so they could inform police about why they would be speeding.
I still get chills every time I think about it. There was so much blood. It's a particular kind of sinking feeling to know that there's nothing you can do when someone's badly injured.
Tears of Joy
A few years ago I had a relationship with a girl who literally went from waking up in the morning and just sitting in her bed in tears of joy because she was convinced I was her soulmate, planning her future with me, meeting my parents and having her think she was lovely, to essentially just waking up one day and losing all feelings practically overnight. No explanation or even any desire to explore why, and I got the impression she didn't even understand why herself.
Just an incredibly haunting moment of acceptance, like she just "knew" and had to go with it.
The fact that this is even possible within the human condition honestly terrifies me. She was so completely convinced we were meant to be, too. She was always looking ahead towards our future together, right down to details like how she wanted to have a pet fish when we moved in together one day. Then just... nothing.
I Shut Down
My alcoholic brother went into a rage and my entire family had to hold him down. My mother punched him in the face because he wouldn't stop cursing the family and saying awful things.
It doesn't sound special, but I remember in the moment thinking how bizarre my life was. It was an otherwise normal family that was holding my brother down with cops on the way.
I had a panic attack an hour later when my body finally caught up with what had happened. I'm not that type of person who can't take stuff. My whole body shut down.
10 Years On
Family members murdered. It messed me up nice and good.
To add, the party responsible stalked my mother for two years
It's been over a decade and I'm still in therapy.
I love to have my windows and screen doors open on the rare cool evenings that we have in Florida. There was this one night where I heard the unmistakable sound of someone trying to open my back door. The handle is really old and it squeaks loudly when you squeeze the button. Thankfully, I'm pretty paranoid so I keep everything locked. I often wonder what would have happened if it wasn't locked. It wouldn't have taken much to get inside anyway. I'm just glad whoever it was, didn't want to bother.
When I was about 9 years old, I went to the park near my house with my older sister (17) and her boyfriend (18 or 19). My sister and her boyfriend were walking around the track while I played on the playground there. It was early evening/dusk so I was the only one on the playground. After 10 minutes or so a middle aged man walked up and started talking to me. Can't remember the exact things he was saying and asking me, but I do remember him slowly getting closer and closer to me. I was on a platform with one of those bridges connected to it and he was on the ground at the other end of the bridge at first and slowly made it to the platform.
My sister and her boyfriend came into view on the track about the time I started getting nervous and he asked if it was my parents. (They were still a little ways away so I doubt he could tell how young they were) I said no that it was my sister and her boyfriend and he hurriedly said goodbye and left. I can't say for sure that anything would have happened had they not came around then but I'm sure glad that they did.
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It wasn't like a horrifying moment from a horror movie but just generally scary to think about. When I was like 6 or 7 years old, I chocked on a chicken nugget. I remember just trying to call for help but couldn't.
Then a neighbor understood my hands banging on everything and my probably purple face and then preformed heimlich maneuver and succeeded. When I got home (I was at my neighbor's house when eating it) and told my parents they freaked out. My blood vessels above ny eyes had popped, like as if I had freckles and my nose was filled with weird thing which I couldn't find out what it was. As for the neighbor that saved my life, we gave him a nice tea set. He said he enjoyed it. And if you wanna know, when i was chocking I did not have my life flash before my eyes or anything, I just thought that I NEEDED help.
When I was 10 coming back from Guadeloupe, our dc10 of AOM airlines hit some cumulonimbus head during the night and literally stalled sideways for several thousand feet. Everyone was asleep and completely taken by surprise since the flight was so calm until that moment. I hit my head on the baggage compartment since I did not have my seatbelt on (but thankfully no injury). I was dead scared for my life and I only have memory flashes of people screaming and of my mother's face holding me down onto my seat with an impassible expression. We eventually resumed leveled flight until Paris in the morning. I don't have any recollection of how I felt for the remaining of the flight.
My kid's fascination for airplanes completely yielded to severe aerophobia until that pre-9/11 day when a nice British Airways 737 captain invited me in the flight deck after a flight attendant told him there was a scared kid in the back who was on that flight from a couple months ago. He gave me the pep talk, the complete tour of the instruments and systems and had me stay for landing. That cured me instantly. Luckily a kid's fear is like clay. You can reshape it before it sets for life.
One night when I was 10 we were at an away camp. The campsite had other groups there, but we had separate cabins for boys and girls where we were staying (obviously).
One night me and the other boys decided to sneak over to the girls cabin and bang on their windows to scare them.
We waited will probably midnight, then sneaked on over making sure to not wake up counselors.
We rounded the last corner of the cabin and standing at the window peaking in was a man in a white shirt, probably 30s.
We were absolutely terrified it was a ghost or something so we bolted terrified back to our cabins (we'd been telling our own scary stories).
We never got caught leaving, and we never told our counselors because we thought we'd get in trouble for sneaking out. No clue what the guy was doing or would have done if we didn't happen upon him by chance.
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I was out at a pretty secluded lookout near my town you need to drive through some forest and some dirt roads In the hills to get to it.
So I'm sitting there with a friend just taking in the view and this car comes flying down and blocks us in with spotlights turned on and someone gets out and starts coming towards us with a freaking chainsaw. Noped the hell out of there. Started my car and just hit the gas managed to get out of there, they gave chase and stopped once I got to the main highway.
Let me be real for a second.
Every time I listen to Bjork's "Unravel," my heart breaks a bit.
Have you ever listened to it?
It's on Homogenic, her third studio album, and it's incredible, passionate, smartly produced and a great showcase for her stupendous voice.
That song? An emotional rollercoaster, for sure.
There's tons of great music out there, though, and even more sad and gorgeous songs to discover.
People shared their thoughts after Redditor humanbear07 asked the online community:
"What song genuinely breaks your heart everytime you hear it?"
"Ann Wilson has such an amazing voice..."
"There's a few, but the isolated vocal track for Heart's 'Alone' is especially heartbreaking to me. Ann Wilson has such an amazing voice and her emotion really made that band."
Doesn't grow old.
There have been quite a few excellent covers of this one over the years, too.
"The first words give me chills..."
"Most songs by the late Jeff Buckley are sad on their own, and even more devastating in context. But the one that hits me the hardest is his cover of 'I Know It's Over' by the Smiths."
"The subject of the song is up for interpretation no matter what, but Jeff Buckley's premature death adds an element to it that seems to be about his life, whether he planned to or not."
"The first words give me chills the most— they happen after the classic reverby Jeff Buckley intro, the kind Hallelujah fans will be familiar with. He takes his time with this one, like he does with that."
No love for "Lilac Wine"?
It's clearly the best track.
"Ever since my husband..."
"'Merry Christmas, Darling' by the Carpenters. Ever since my husband Tom died in 2012, my heart breaks every Christmas since. We loved Christmas."
Karen Carpenter's voice hits differently when you realize how tortured her life was.
Gone too young.
"My Dad told me..."
"In My Life by The Beatles. My Dad told me when I was a teenager that he wanted it played at his funeral. I still can't listen, and when that day comes and I HAVE TO listen to it to honor his wish, I'm going to be a blubbering mess."
Sounds like you have an excellent relationship with your dad.
"My grandmother died..."
"He Stopped Loving Her Today, by George Jones. My grandmother died almost 20 years before my grandfather, and we played it at his funeral. Just typing this chokes me up a bit."
Songs have even more meaning (sometimes painfully so) when linked to specific moments in our lives, particularly the moments when we've lost people we care about.
"I'm not a Christian..."
"'Bridge Over Troubled Water' by Simon & Garfunkel. Not a Christian, but when I hear it, I understand why people believe."
A beautiful song, and timeless, too.
"My sister's husband..."
"Always on my Mind by Willie Nelson. My sisters husband chose to have it played at her funeral. And yes he was a crappy husband and she died young in a car accident."
Sounds like art imitating life, no?
"He's an amazing songwriter..."
"Jason Isbell has so many it's honestly hard to choose one. Speed Trap Town, Decoration Day, Cover Me Up. He's an amazing songwriter."
I don't know him–it's time to look him up and see how I feel.
"I can already feel tears..."
"One More Light by Linkin Park. I can already feel tears coming to my eyes just by typing this."
Chester Bennington's death was such a shock.
His music lives on.
"My brothers passed away..."
"Simple Man - Lynyrd Skynyrd."
"My brothers passed away in a car accident shortly after coming home from Afghanistan. Reminds me of them every time I hear it."
Sorry for your loss.
Hopefully hearing the song brings you peace.
Hearing a beautiful song can be an immensely moving experience.
And hearing a sad song can, for many people, help them cope with the pain of heartbreak better than they would have otherwise.
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Unfortunately, a friendship could really end at any point in life.
Friends grow apart, but also, sometimes, it's just necessary to say goodbye to your relationship with a friend.
Maybe they aren't the right type of friend for you anymore, or maybe something has happened in their lives to make them self-destructive and toxic.
The reasons are many, and they are all sad.
Redditor monarchmondays asked:
"People who have unfriended their childhood friend/best friend, what happened?"
Here were some of those answers.
Bad Looking Out
"I was more-so the one who was unfriended. Was going to be the best man in his wedding. Saw his fiance out with another dude. Like on this dude."
"Told him, he told me I was wrong, Yada Yada. Things got heated. I told him I couldn't be his best man. Some years down the road, he caught her cheating."
"Called me up, asked if I wanted to grab a beer. I went. He apologized. I accepted, but we're still not friends."-TheMotorcycleMan
Friends Don't Control Friends
"He was a pathological liar, manipulative and told all of my most trusted secrets to everyone because he wanted to feel powerful and like he controlled me."
"Haven't spoken a word in 5 years and I have never looked back."-TheDandy9
Sometimes Life Is The Only Thing In The Way
"As soon as I left my hometown and my best friend growing up stayed, we both changed in opposite directions. He assimilated to the local lifestyle, quickly became friends with people he never got along with in school."
"I left, made new friends, found new things I liked. He started a family, I started a career."
"The final straw though was he RSVP'd to our wedding and then just didn't show. No text, no call, no anything. I think he was pissed that I didn't make him my best man after I was his best man, even though it was exactly because he wasn't reliable and made everything about himself that I couldn't do it."
"He caused sh*t at other people's weddings and I just didn't want to deal with what I knew would be inevitable. It did highlight though that growing up I was his best friend as a matter of convenience where I genuinely liked hanging out with him."-porscheblack
It's never fun or happy to lose a friend, but sometimes it's necessary for your healing process.
We've Reached The Point Of No Return
"I haven't unfriended her YET but I'm basically at the point where I'm sick of her drama, pettiness and 'main character syndrome.'"
"Anything that doesn't go her way is taken personally and if you disagree with her (or even have a preference that differs from hers) she will berate you into submission and 'agreement.'"
"And heaven forbid you have a life that doesn't consider her wants and desires. We're both 30, almost 31. I'm too old for that sh*t."-Deezus1229
When The Punches Come, I Go
"I met my ex-best mate in school, he had a little narcissistic personality, but I understood that and ignored his faults."
"In late Teens, we started drinking and partying as most do; this is when it became apparent that he had alcohol problems, forever being violent looking for fights, killing my good vibes, and getting me pulled into unwanted situations where I saved him or stopped him from beating on someone for no good reason."
"Throughout our life, he never attempted to fight me. He remained a pretty good friend to me until our first trip overseas to Asia; during our trip, he tried to coward punch me in the back of the head because I asked him to put out his cigarette that he had just lit."
"I asked him because we were seated in a restaurant surrounded by families, for some reason that angered him, I got up to leave and luckily heard him coming and avoided his punch, but he then tried to attack me further, which ended with us both on the ground and me on top of him while he shouted and went crazy."
"Eventually, police arrived and pointed a gun at both of us; luckily, they didn't shoot. Having foreign police aiming at me because my friend wouldn't calm down was one of the most scary moments in my life and that's saying something because I don't come from a easy upbringing."
"He was drunk, of course, and claims he doesn't remember, but there's no excuse to try and coward punch anyone, especially your best mate."
"I packed my bags that night and left our joint holiday plans in the dirt, traveling solo and having a blast. When I got back from my trip, I quit drinking myself and have remained sober for the last five years."
"Throughout that five years, I've had brief encounters with him, but our friendship was never the same. Unfortunately, my old friend never changed as he aged; he eventually went to jail."
"I work in hospitals and have seen him show up to the emergency triage, bashed with broken bones, and just a few months ago, he randomly knocked at my door where my wife answered, he was covered in blood."
"My wife went and woke me up; he had a stab wound and refused to go to the hospital; I drove him home and haven't seen or spoken to him since.. His brother updated me and said he was fine, whatever that means."-King-Callous
When He's A Predator
"I, a 5th grader at the time, knew this chick who was in the 7th grade dating a junior in hs. The dude thought she was 16 because she was lying about her age."
"They had been f**king and sexting and all that jazz...he didn't know she was a minor. I went and told him, and they broke up, and he was pissed... yada, yada yada..."
"They became friends again after a few years. When I was in the 8th grade, she called just so he could flirt with me 🤮. I was 13 then, and he was probably around 20. I blocked her real quick."-Cancerous0713
The End Of An Era
"Inseparable all through jr and HS. We graduated in 85 so no social media but I still feel ghosted. He stopped returning my calls, I always had to initiate and when we did get together he wasn't that interested."
"I gave it a few tries but I got the message and just stopped contacting him and he never reach out to me after that. I never new why and it took almost 10 years for me to get over it and stop thinking about it every day."
"I kind of wish he would have just told me he doesn't like me anymore. I have a current best friend I met in college and we've been friends for 30+ years so it's all good."-DreamArcher
There is never a right time to say goodbye to someone you once considered a trusted friend.
"My best friends young son was killed in a four wheeler accident. I was the first responding paramedic. I had to take him from my friends arms to work on him. Knowing he was dead the all along."
"We flex the child on Lifeflight then I drove my best friend and his wife to the hospital. I knew all along he was dead but they didn't. It wasn't his fault or mine that he died in any way but I could never look my best friend in the eye again."
"All I could see was his pain. So we drifted apart. I finally got to tell him and his wife before my friend died with heart trouble."-hotandhornyinbama
Secret Mental Health Leeches
"She started being nasty to my husband when we got engaged. It was so gross. She was snarky and rude to him every time he spoke and made him feel unwelcome in our own home."
"I kind of fell out of friend love with her after watching her behave like that. My mom thinks it was jealousy or something, idk. My husband is the most fun and caring person I've ever known, I expected her to be happy for me."
"In retrospect, I realized there were a lot of other red flag issues I had been ignorant of. It's been 3 years now and I am so much mentally healthier without the drama she was churning up."-ThunderHeavyRains
When Mom Damaged Her
"Had a friend I met pre-kindergarten but had a falling out in middle school. Families knew each other and we were like sisters. But sadly, her mom was a true definition of a Tiger mom. Her mom always pushed my friend to be in all of these extracurricular activities, music lessons, tutoring, etc. Her mom was always dissatisfied; nothing was good enough."
"She wasn't the most nurturing parent. But my parents were the opposite. Especially my mom, she just wanted me to be a good person and do my best. But naturally I was a very good student."
"So my friend's mom would always compare my friend to me saying I was better than her because I was naturally gifted and didn't NEED all of that help. My friend began to resent me."
"Throughout puberty, she would call me a slut because I was physically developing, tried to imply I was ugly just to see my reaction, threatened to punch me, things I understood where they were coming from but did not think were justified as I had not done anything directly to her."
"Final straw was when she posted on Facebook that she thought I was ugly so I just cut her off completely. I pitied her for her family life but her bitterness toward me was wrong. Because through my eyes, she was my best friend and all she wanted to do was hurt me. Don't regret cutting it off"-dookieconductor
The sad truth is that people are not always meant to be close, and that some people are too mentally unhealthy to have any kind of closeness in their lives.
Until they grow up, there is not much we can do but sadly step aside and take care of ourselves.
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Certain personalities show up at almost every party like clockwork.
There's always that person who get's too drunk, someone awkwardly standing in the corner nursing a drink, the person who's not having a good time no matter what and the person babysitting the crowd they came with.
When there's alcohol—or any other substances—and the pressure of a social situation, all sorts of quirks will come out. We wanted to know what people thought their country would act like if they were a person attending a party.
Redditor amotyvukufyd asked:
"All the countries of the world are at a party. What is your country doing?"
Here are some of the best and most hilarious answers.
The United Kingdom is just leaving.
"Not before slapping the knees and saying 'right.'"
"Northern Ireland looks nervously at her sister before putting her sunglasses on and following."
"As an American from the Midwest, we do a 'welp' knee slap. Then sit/stand for another 25 minutes before leaving."
"Then talk in the porch. Then talk in the doorway. Then talk in the driveway. Then talk out the car window."
"'Yuh, I guess.'"
"'See you around, I suppose.'"
"'Yuh you bet.'"
"Buzz of the window rolling up."
Argentina is in the backyard.
"Argentina is either playing football in the backyard with Brazil or aggressively telling whoever's at the grill how to cook a steak."
"Don't forget, they're also drinking fernet and coke, or even cheap wine and juice, out of a cut off bottle even though there were enough glasses for everyone."
"While listening to El Potro Rodrigo."
"For sure we're arguing with Texans over asado."
"Texas would also totally be there despite not being a country itself."
"Texas showing up to a party where only entire nations are invited is such a Texas thing to do."
Greece is making questionable choices.
"I'm Greek so I guess a lot of sex, wine and questionable financial decisions that will ruin us the morning after."
"At least you have your club of friends who will drive you home when you pass out. My country, Argentina, will spend the night borrowing money. When they finally kick him out, he'll have to walk home, broke and alone. And it will start to rain."
Poland fighting with Russia, Belarus, and Ukraine.
"Poland. In the corner with Russia, Belarus and Ukraine, drinking vodka and fighting each other. Poland fighting Belarus and Ukraine fighting Russia."
"With some EU guys walking by with fancy drinks, dropping some concerns."
"And then Russia says 'Oh, you want some too?' And the EU guys turn and walk away."
"Then hours later writes a strongly worded comment to Russia's Facebook page. After spending 8 hours arguing over the exact wording."
Germany brings the beer.
"I'm German and I'd say Germany would complain about the taste of the beer."
"Germany should be bringing the beer. Please don't leave it to America who will bring some watery Coors Light!"
"Wouldn't they discuss politics too?"
"We so would! I was thinking about what we would do what wasn't absolutely cliché (like bringing the beer). I feel we would not only discuss politics but also rant about it. And other stuff. I feel ranting is really something we like to do. But also Germany would be drinking way too much and be completely fine the next morning..."
India is awkwardly dancing.
"India/that uncle dancing inappropriately in the middle of the dance floor."
"Not gonna lie, they got da best moves though."
"I was gonna say India would be that aunty gossiping about and judging others' outfits/looks, but this one is better."
The USA is just destroying things for fun.
"USA. Chugging beers and trying to smash a foldable table by jumping on it."
"I think the US would be like a really obnoxious frat dude that's also kinda fun. Like waaaay over the top bragging... but also did bring the weed. Then word gets around that he has a gun on him and it makes everyone uncomfortable, but he says it's just cause Russia and China are packing too."
"I figure we'd also be the one who obnoxiously insists on 'defending' every girl in the party- whether the girl wants it or not. Lots of 'do you wanna go?' energy, then trying to clean up any mess we make but just doing the absolute worst job of it while staying way, waaay too long after the party is over."
"We'd also get mad at China for stealing our famous brownie recipe even though we asked them to make it for us."
We aren't sure we want to be invited to that party.
Sounds like there's gonna be a lot of drama.
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Irrespective of men's sexual identity or preference, there are men who hate sports, and there are men who love musical theater. Do participating in either activity make men straight or gay?
"Straight men of Reddit, what is the strangest thing you have been told not to do because 'that's gay?'"
The following behavior just screams, "gay," fellas. Watch out.
"Sing a Lily Allen song during karaoke."
"Advice I received in high school from other students:" "Don't cross your legs with one knee over the other. Put one ankle over the other knee." "When carrying books, palm them and carry them at your side. Don't rest one edge of the books near your waist." "Never button the top button of your shirt."
Look, But Don't Look
"This one time, at summer camp, this guy who'd just been swimming in the lake told me you could tell how cold the water was by how hard his nipples were. 'But don't stare too long,' he said, 'because that's gay.'"
"You were the one who told me to look in the first place!"
Sandwich For Sissies
"When I was a kid, my dad called me a sissy because I cut a sandwich diagonally."
"I played the clarinet. I got called Faginet a lot."
"But that's one women do," one might argue.
"Changing my daughter's diaper. Mentioned it in the office one day. Called gay."
A Lighter Shade
"Buying a white IPhone."
"Added my husband (then boyfriend) to my phone plan. Went to the store on my own to upgrade both our phones. We both just wanted the next gen Samsung. It was only available in purplish-pink in store."
"I shrugged and said it didn't matter, he's putting a case on it anyways. Guys working at the store kept trying to talk me out of it, actively pushing me to go to another store, making them lose commission, just so my partner wouldn't have a feminine phone. He used his pink phone for 3 years."
"I've been criticized for knowing how to sew and cook. Those are essential life skills!"
"My father was a Marine drill instructor in the 50's. Guess who did all the sewing in my house growing up?"
"Yeah, no one dared to call him gay for it."
Here are examples of guidelines for being a manly man, according to manly men.
"Not a straight man but... back in my bartending days I asked a man if he wanted to see a dessert menu. He said 'if I wanted dessert I'd order wings like a real man.'"
"Weird flex but okay."
When I'm In The Mood, I Masticate
"When I'm feeling extra manly, I just take a bite out of a cow and then chew on some raw wheat."
"Like a man."
No Appointments Necessary For Straight Men
"I left a pick-up basketball game because I had an appointment to get a haircut. Evidently, the only straight way to get a haircut is as a walk in."
Abiding By The Law Is So Gay
"Using turn signals. And not as some sort of euphemism, but literally using them while driving to turn or change lanes."
In grade school, some fellow classmates asked me to check for gum on my shoe because they saw me step in some.
When I lifted my leg to take a gander, the boys were howling hysterically as if my actions confirmed something.
Well, it sure did. Apparently, if I l looked at the bottom of my shoe from in front of me, I was "normal," but since I bent my leg back and looked at the bottom of my shoe from behind, that made me "so gay."
Although, I didn't come out 'til years later, maybe those goons were onto something. Thanks for the heads up, guys.
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