25 Creepy Stories You Should Literally Not Read If You Plan To Sleep Tonight

20. Lock your doors


This happened to me last night. I live in a sketchy neighborhood in an old house with two other roommates. One of my roommates was at work that night and the other was with her boyfriend so I was home alone. Normally I stay up til about 2 or 3 AM, but because I hadn’t slept well the night before I crashed at 12 AM.

Since our house is old it has a few defects. One of them is the front door which jams when it’s locked and it takes forever to unjam it when being unlocked. To avoid this we don’t lock the door. This is clearly a stupid practice but my roommate who has lived in this house for five years claims to have never had a problem with anyone breaking in. The other defect is that my house lacks air conditioning so to avoid death by heat stroke I sleep in my underwear.
At about 2 AM I woke up and noticed a silhouette standing about two feet away from my bed. It appeared to be a man, about six feet tall wearing a hoodie and he was holding a cellphone towards me with the flashlight on. My sleep fogged brain tried to rationalize what was going on. At first I thought maybe my roommate and her boyfriend had come home and needed something from me so I just said “Hello?” then I remembered that my roommate’s boyfriend was shorter and more slender.

It finally dawned on me that this person obviously wasn’t supposed to be in my house and I starting asking, “Who are you?” The man remained where he was, still watching me and taking pictures or recording me or whatever the hell he was doing with his phone. I asked him again and starting getting up. The man turned around and briskly walked out of my room and I heard the front door close behind him as I tried to follow him.

By now I was fully awake and freaking out. I frantically called my best friend and told him what happened and he had the friend he was with call the cops while I was on the phone with him. The cops came and took some fingerprints but couldn’t really go looking for the the guy since I didn’t have a very good description of him They told me to call them if anything else happened and then left.

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