30 Hair Raising Stories About What Can Happen When You’re Left All Alone

4. A man broke into my hotel room

Traveled for work. Got stuck in Memphis overnight. Found a hotel with a shuttle, so I didn’t have to rent a car.

Check in, have dinner, go to bed.

Now… I had been separated from my luggage, so I only have the clothes I’m wearing. Thought, I’ll just sleep naked, shower in the morning, and put those clothes back on.

Around midnight, I wake up and see the curtains moving in, then a leg come down into my room, then the other. This dude comes into my room and starts looking around.

I throw off the covers, flick on the lights and start screaming.

I guess a naked screaming white dude was enough to make this guy haul ass.

Called the front desk, hey, could you do something about the creepy guy? Nope, we’re full, but we’ll put security on your side of the building. A dude on a golf cart parks outside my room.

I go back to sleep, then get up and dress in yesterday’s clothes.

5. I played hide and seek with a phantom

One time when I was about 12, my best friend at the time and I were having a sleepover at her house.

As a visual, the house was pretty old and was filled with tons of antiques and old furniture (she lived at her grandmother’s house). The basement was one of those ones where you wouldn’t dare go down into alone because it just felt spooky.

Because we were spooked by the basement, we decided it would be fun to sleep in a very long hallway on the third floor (on opposite sides of the hall for some reason) the whole night before bed we were playing a game where we were spies so we would hide in the closets and sneak up on her mom and grandma.

I was often homesick at sleepovers as a kid and when it was bedtime I just read my book by a nightlight on my end of the hall. Then, right across from me, I see my friend get up and run towards me. Innocent me says, “Are we playing spies again?” No response. So I just giggle and I’m excited to play again, so I follow the figure into a bedroom closet and close the door.

I’m trying to communicate, but she’s not answering. I look over to where she is supposed to be beside me but no one is there. I decide to leave the closet because I couldn’t fathom what was happening. I walk across the long hall and saw that she was fast asleep this whole time.

I could never sleep there again and I’m still really spooked by the fact I ran into a closet with a mysterious figure.

6. I heard my dead grandmother’s cough

I was raised by my grandmother and when she passed I continued to live in her house for a time until my family sold it on, one morning I was tidying and heard a creaking in her room (I never went in there once she passed), I just assumed it was in my head. Then following that I heard a coughing noise and it sounded exactly like my grans, she had a cough I could recognize, I guess from being around her so much? Anyway, that really freaked me out.

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

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