People Share The Scariest Stories They've Ever Heard That Are 100% Legit

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Sharing scary stories is something we've almost all done. As kids, we were scared of the boogeyman, but as adults we know the scariest thing out there is plain old reality. Truth can be terrifying.


Reddit user thatwheelieguy asked:

What is the scariest story you know that is 100% true?

and the answers are honestly creepier than we expected. Some people talked about old famous cases they'd heard about, or stories passed down in the family. Some people, though, shared personal experiences that they just can't shake.

We're probably never going to look at a folded dollar bill the same way again.

Dollar Bills

I lived alone with my dogs in a brownstone in a gated community in uptown Dallas. I worked a few miles away but came home every day for lunch to let my dogs out. After living there for about a year I started smelling men's cologne really strong in my entry way and up my stairs. I figured it was my neighbor next door and didn't think anything of it.

Then one day I found a dollar bill folded lengthwise on top of my purse. I never carry cash nor have I ever folded a dollar bill lengthwise. Thought it was weird.

A few weeks later I came home and both my dogs were standing in front of my bedroom door wagging their tails and staring at the door. I figured they wanted to lay on my bed but I was in a hurry and walked them real fast and went back to work

When I came home that day there were 20 or so more of those dollar bills folded lengthwise and placed neatly around various surfaces in my room. Never in my life have I been so terrified. I grabbed my dogs and noped out of that place as fast as I could.

I called the cops, they came out, my locks were changed, but i could never be there alone again. I moved a month or so later. When I moved, I found dollar bills taped to the back of pictures on my walls, under furniture, and random places. I never figured out who or why or even how.

I think the scariest thing of all is knowing that day when I was home, whoever had been going into my house was waiting quietly in my room, folding dollar bills, and my little dogs knew it.

- dadadawn

A Random Creep

The story of Jayme Closs is terrifying. In rural Wisconsin last year, a 13-14ish year old girl went missing after her parents were murdered in their home. Police arrived within 4 minutes or so, but she is just gone.

Of course, speculation is that she was kidnapped, or that she was in on it, or dead, or whatever. Nobody knows because she has completely vanished.

88 days later, in the dead of a northern Wisconsin winter, she runs out in to the street to a woman walking her dog. She had been held captive about 40 minutes from her home.

All of that is scary enough, but here's the terrifying part...

She had never had any contact with the guy that murdered her family and abducted her. One day he was driving to a new job (at which he only lasted a day) and saw her get on the school bus. At that moment he decided that he was going to take her.

There was no warning. No grooming. There was absolutely nothing that she or her family could have done to avoid everything. A creepy young man saw her from 100' away and decided that he would murder her family and take her for himself.

- bn1979

The Blue Tent

I was walking in the woods once when I saw a blue tent - or what had once been a tent. It was torn to shreds and the poles were snapped and it was all in a messy pile in the middle of a clearing.

From a distance, it had looked like this clearing was full of cream-coloured flowers, but as I got closer I realized they were pieces of paper. Pages from Stephen King's The Shining, to be precise. They were charred around the outside as though someone had set light to them, and the fact that they were individual made it look like someone had really wanted to destroy the book.

I shrugged it off. It was a very neat setup for whatever project the film students from the nearby school would be making, I told myself. Very well done, guys, very creepy.

It made the news shortly afterwards that a man from the next town over who had been missing for a long time had finally turned up. Dead. In his blue tent in the woods.

I don't know if he was still in there when I walked past. I don't want to know.

- _cosmicomics_

View From The Fort

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I was probably 11 or 12. There was a telephone pole in our backyard that stood in the middle of our back fence. An electrician was working on it and needed access to our backyard for a couple days.

One of the nights, my best friend was over for a sleepover, and we were in the fort we made in my room. I was facing toward her, away from my bedroom door, and she gets startled and let's put kind of a halfhearted scream/yelp. She said she thought for a split second she saw a mans face peering between the sheets through the entrance to our fort. We both felt really creeped out the rest of the night but just fell asleep eventually.

The next day or so my family realized that two of our motor scooters we kept in the back were missing, and sometime later my dad recognized the "electrician" on Sacramento's top 10 wanted.

I'm pretty sure that night was the night he stole the scooters and he must have come inside the house through the back door and left or something when he realized we were awake.

- Anthophoba

The Living Room

Had a girl over for a date.

We woke up the next morning, and heard a young girl laughing hysterically in my living room.

There was no one in that f-ing living room, but we both heard it.

- Makazen

Drive Bro

After a cross country meet, my team's bus finally made it back to school pretty late at night. Not quite midnight, but pretty close. As a team we all celebrated our victory together very briefly before heading out with our respective families, however, I was one of the only athletes on that trip who had their own car. So I made the long walk down to the student parking lot with another runner that I promised to drop off on my way home.

We were talking about the meet, how she finally hit her PR, and how she appreciated me driving her home this late up till we got to my car and loaded our school stuff in the trunk. I went ahead and cranked up my car while she finished put her stuff away, when the passenger side door is thrown open and she jumps in screaming. "DRIVE BRO!"


This girl was the type to clear snakes from the cross country trails on her own initiative and shoo off coyotes from her family's chickens at night. She wasn't scared of much, and was very reserved. So when she gets in my car in a panic, and yells at me to go, I know sh!t is going down. Given her hysteria, I didn't ask why and I just slammed on the pedal and we sped out of the parking lot.

While we were exiting the parking lot, I saw a flash of what looked like two glowing red eyes like the headlights were reflecting a wild animal's eyes, and what I assume to be teeth reflecting light similarly to the eyes only white. Naturally, this sent me into what was essentially a pseudo-panic state. My heart was beating so hard I though it would crush my lungs, everything was a blur, and it was like my limbs were on autopilot. I couldn't feel my hands gripping the steering wheel, but there is still a section on it that is missing the fake leather because of how hard I was gripping it or something.

Luckily it seems that my body wouldn't allow my passenger to be hurt by my panic. We managed to drive a good ways away and turn onto the highway that runs close by our school and then turned off at an open Gas station to recover. As it turns out, my trunk was still open and we lost most of our school supplies in the mad dash out of the school.

My friend almost wouldn't talk to me, she was trembling so bad, but I managed to get her side of the account out of her.

Apparently she saw something in the football field the parking lot was adjacent to. At first she thought it was a large buck grazing on the grass, but when I cranked up my car, it stood up and turned to face us. Standing up, her best description she could think of was if Slenderman had deer antlers and was more muscle bound.

After we were both recovered enough, I drove her home and agreed to go back to school that afternoon since it was a weekend to make sure there was actually something there.

I couldn't sleep barely any that night. I hoarded a variety of weapons close to my bed, and set up Pornhub to calm myself down and distract my mind.


When the next morning came around, the girl and I waited until it was well into the day before I went to pick her up. With a newfound courage that came with the sunlight (and the somewhat illegal possession of 20 gauge shotgun on school property), we arrived at the parking lot to find all of our stuff torn to shreds like a pack of animals were looking for food.

We've never had any problems with people disappearing in my area either before or since that day, and no one else had seen anything else like that. So both of us decided to write it off as a trick of tired minds and some wild animals.

We still occasionally contact each other when we have to go out in the dark for some moral support, and as far as I know, we both carry at least a pocket knife.

- Bromonster01

Making Friends

When I was about 13 I was an adventure explorer wannabe. I used to pack a tent and survival gear to go camping up the hill about 4 miles from my house (elevated 1200ft). I set up my tent in this small field almost entirely surrounded by woods. I made my beans, went to sleep.

I was woken up at 3am to the sound of what I thought was a wild animal approaching the tent, not unusual. Went back to sleep.

Woke up at sunrise, opened the tent and found a parcel wrapped in white aged cloth, tied in straw string with a note on top 'welcome friend'. Inside the parcel is a calf leg/hoof.

I packed up my gear real quick, obviously left the creepy gift there. On the way back, it dawned on me that no one would believe me unless I had the foot. No way was I going back there so I just kept it to myself

Never told anyone about it to this day. Scared the soul out of me. Never went camping again, and didn't stop thinking about it for months.

- Amancalledcarter

Old Man

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I thought I had a dream of riding my bike in Las Vegas when I was 5 or 6. In the dream an old man walked up to me cut my arm and knocked me off my bike and I woke up at home. I had stitches on my arm and my parents later told me i was riding my bike and crashed but deep down I'm 100% sure that that man really had cut me and thrown off my bike.

I wasn't sure til I was 13-14 when my neighbor asked me if I remembered the time when he found me bleeding next to my bike. Out of curiosity I asked him if he remembered if anyone was around and he said there was an elderly man walking away from me about 20 yards ahead. To this day I'm still scared of what would have happened if my neighbor hadn't seen me in the front.

- Jaren1196238

That Building

I had this friend that lived in a trailer park. Whenever I would go to visit, I would drive in the back gravel roads. On the way there was this old, small concrete building. Run down, no doors, some walls were crumbled. I would look at it and think I wanted to check it out.

But there was always this subtle feeling that I shouldn't be in there. Every time, it gave me this lingering feeling that something was off.

I found it fenced off one day, and there was some ripped up yellow tape. I thought maybe some kids were hanging around when they shouldn't have, someone threw in some complaints, and it was blocked off. But other than that I didn't think much of it.

Some time later I'm sitting at my grandma's house, watching one of her shows. Might have been Dateline or something similar? They tell this story about a girl a county away that disappeared after a party. No one could find her for a while.

Then a kid found the clothes she was wearing that night.

It was in that building.

- ardentseraph

Weapons Testing

My grandfather fought during the invasion of the Soviet Union as a proud Hungarian soldier. I'm not disclosing his division or anything like it, but he only killed other soldiers. This is not a story about ghosts, like he once told me, or a story about his combat, also. In my opinion, it's far more creepy.

I can't recall which year was it, but they were deep into Rusland by the time. They would pass by some villages, some in which the population saw them as liberators, others in which they killed partisans as it was necessary. Well, once he passed through this one village that was stuck into his memory.

First thing he saw was an old lady sitting outside her house, her broom by her side, immobile. Then, it dawned on them that the entire village was recently dead. People had food prepared still on their plates, and all. It was like everybody simply dropped dead while doing their daily chores. He vividly remembered those two guys that looked like they were having small talk when they dropped dead.

He believes it was some kind of German or soviet chemical weapon testing. Spooky.

- opheliawasmurdered


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