9. “Your Kids Are Here With Me”
A few years ago while I was at work I received a phone call from my dad. He’s usually very quiet and composed, but when I picked up the phone he was frantic.”You need to go home and check on the kids NOW” he said in a panicked voice. He wouldn’t say anything else until I got home and checked, I worked 5 minutes away from home. When I arrived home my two younger siblings (aged about 10 and 12) were sitting on the couch watching TV. They said that they were fine. When I called my dad to relate the news, he told me what had happened.
Apparently he had called the house to check on the kids (he works at a hospital out of the city) and an old woman with a drawling, guttural voice had answered. He had asked who she was and where his kids were and she had replied in a grating, high pitched, screeching voice, almost as if she herself was trying to imitate what would be normal for an old woman, but exaggerating it far too much, “Your kids are here with me.” He asked again who she was and what she was doing in his house, and she just laughed and the phone went dead.
My dad was really freaked out and is a very calm and collected guy, he said he even checked his dialing history to make sure he had called the right number. The creepy thing is, when I asked the kids about it, they said the phone had rung once and stopped so they didn’t bother checking it.
10. “You Don’t Belong Here”
Hey, so this is more of a supernatural story that I had happen to me about three or so years ago.
It was a warm summer night, and I was already having a hard time falling asleep with it being humid, and the fan in the window just wasn’t cutting it this night. Finally after what felt like hour I had dozed off, and it started just like any other night, except this was a little different. I ended waking up or what I thought was waking up around 3:30 am, and it sounded like people were in my room walking. Whispers, but because it was late at night it was obviously dark, so I tired to move to look and see what it was but I couldn’t move. No matter how hard I tried to move I just couldn’t.
Something felt like they were in the room with me, and I felt the hair on the back of my neck stand up, and I could feel the beard hair on my face stand up on end too. This voice was right next to my face, and they said “you don’t belong here,” and trailed off. I was finally able to move, and when I fully came back awake I was under a blanket and it felt ice cold in my room. Keep in mind I don’t have any air conditioning at the time, and it was still very warm out. I never found out what it was but I ended up moving out a few months later. This happened 3 years ago and I still can remember every detail to this day.
11. He Watched My House Late Into The Night, Every Night
When I was a sophomore in high school I had my first real boyfriend. He was a senior and I felt cool and pretty because he noticed me. Everything was going great until I started receiving notes…apparently my boyfriend wasn’t the only one who had noticed me.
At first it seemed harmless. Occasionally I’d find typed notes left on my doorstep saying that I looked nice that day. I didn’t think much of it at first because I had a couple of girlfriends who would play jokes and leave little notes every once in a while. I didn’t start to get nervous until the notes said things about how much this person cared for me and loved me like no one else ever would or would ever make me happy like this person could–especially my new boyfriend.
I started getting presents and flowers along with the notes. These would come several times a week. I got really uncomfortable about receiving gifts and the admiration of someone I didn’t know. The stranger also started to say threatening things about my boyfriend and how much this person hated him.
My boyfriend became very frustrated and angry with this stranger and worried about me so he decided to try to find out who it was. One day I got a necklace from my admirer and my boyfriend came up with a plan to try and catch the guy. I would wear the necklace the next day at school in the hopes that this person would notice and leave me another note that night and my boyfriend would try to watch and see who it was.
My boyfriend waited at my house late that night hoping to get a glance of my admirer, but he never came. The next morning there was a note at my door. It said that I looked great in the necklace and that he knew that my boyfriend was waiting at my house that night.
I started to get really scared, but I didn’t want this creep to control my life so I brushed it off. My boyfriend, however was determined to get to the bottom of it. He continued to stay over late at night and he started parking a couple of blocks away so the stalker wouldn’t recognize his car. It got really scary when he went home around 12:30 on a school night and moments after he left the phone rang. My mom answered and then she started yelling into the phone. It was him. The stalker. He told my mom that he knew my boyfriend was there that night and that he just left. He was watching my house late into the night. I was terrified. I had no idea who this person was and he was constantly watching my every move. I didn’t feel safe in my own home anymore. I didn’t want to go back to school. We had to get the cops involved because my family and boyfriend were really concerned about my safety.
The cops would patrol around my neighborhood all night and into the day. Yet, somehow my stalker would sneak past and continue to leave notes and gifts. One time the cops had a suspect and they interrogated him and they said he seemed really sketchy, but they couldn’t pin anything on him at all. Over the next few months things started to wind down. Fewer and fewer notes were showing up and they eventually stopped altogether.
The following couple of years I received large bouquets of flowers only on my birthday and Valentine’s Day. I still don’t know who he is, but I know they’re from him.