27 Insanely Scary Stories That Will Chill You To The Core

4. I heard voices before my grandmother died

The night my grandmother died, I was sitting in the living room alone, reading a book, when I became aware of voices coming from her room. The only people in the house were me, grandma and my mother. It was about 1 o’clock in the morning and I could hear my mother snoring in the other room, so I knew she wasn’t in there talking to grandma and I would have recognized her voice if she was. These were voices I did not recognize, furthermore, one of them was distinctly male. I very clearly heard my grandmother say, “Oh, how have you been?” and the male voice responded too low for me to make out the words, but my grandma sounded SO HAPPY to be chatting with him. By this time, I had gotten up and had my hand on the doorknob, about to go into her room and investigate what the hell was up, when I heard a female voice (not my grandma) saying “it’s time to go now.” I heard those words, and my whole body just froze. It’s hard to explain, but I just had this terrible, frightful sensation that it would be very, very bad for me to open that door right then. Like walking in on your parents having sex, only with some kind of terrifying ghost thrown in for extra horror. I just backed away very slowly and went into my mom’s room instead. I felt so cold all over, like I had been standing outside in a snowstorm, so I got under the covers and just laid there until my mom woke up. Then I told her I thought grandma was dead. She was. I still miss her. Even though it was terrifying for me, hearing that exchange has made me less scared of dying. Grandma wasn’t scared of the voices. She was happy. She wanted to go with them. I hope she comes for me when it’s my time.

5. I received eerie phone calls from a stalker

I got phone calls from a stalker. This chick knew everything about me that my best friends didn’t even know. She did this for like 3 months and I never figured out who she was. She promised me I could meet her and all of sudden cold turkey stopped calling even though she did every single day.

She knew stuff about my childhood, family, and friends. It was beyond creepy and weird.

6. My neighbors were murdered.

Did a house swap to live in Northern England when I was about 12 in a tiny village. People 3 houses down from us were murdered, about a week or two later, people 2 houses down from us were murdered.

Luckily they found the guy before the next door neighbors were had with (…I assume…). I was counting how I was going to spend the last month of my life

Holly is the author of Severe(d): A Creepy Poetry Collection.

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