9.

More than a few years back, my friend and I were hanging out and thought it would be a great idea to go and explore the construction site near his house, where new houses were being built at night. Being teenagers at the time, we thought this was a great idea and were soon walking towards one of the half-built houses. By the time we walked up and could see into the top window, we saw a faint light in what I imagine was the attic. At first we were pretty frightened but brushed it off as a reflection of the nearby street lamp.

We continued to the other houses forcing each other to peer through the pitch black windows and doors with a flashlight to see if anyone was in the empty houses. Walking back with a bit of an adrenaline rush, we looked back through the window and the light was gone. After going through the other houses, we weren’t as scared to go close to this one since nothing bad happened the other times. However, upon going into the vacant garage we heard slow and steady footsteps coming from above us and a very loud and solid thump like someone fell over.

We both booked the fuck out of there and once we were a safe distance away, we peered through the window again and saw the shadow of a large man. We then proceeded to shit our pants and run as fast as our 15 year-old legs could take us. We never went back to those houses and I guess I’ll never know what the fuck that loud thump was.

10.

This happened last night actually. I was up late watching TV and decided I would sleep naked, so I threw my underwear on the ground and snuggled in the bed. I woke up next morning thinking nothing special, but when I stand up I have my underwear on me! I was like WTF. Straight up scariest/creepiest experience of my life.

11.

This always freaked me out — not the creepiest thing I can think of, but off the top of my head, sure.

My dad would go hunting in the woods behind our place. Aside from other hunters, no one would go in the woods during hunting season, the forest was pretty huge and I’m guessing aside from animals, pretty isolated. It wasn’t until years later that my mom told me that one time when my dad returned from hunting he was very quiet and acting weird. She asked why, and he told her that deep in the forest he saw a tree and someone had carved the outline of a woman into the trunk, with a nail hammered in where her heart would be.

I don’t go into those woods anymore.