Holiday season is upon us, and it officially kicks off with Halloween. Naturally, scary stories are being posted on reddit by the masses. And they aren’t just your run of the mill, all in good fun tales either. If you want to freak yourself out with some truly spellbinding tales, you’ve come to the right place. These seven scary stories are just skimming the cream of what reddit truly has to offer, and they’re sure to unsettle even the most unflappable of souls.
The first story comes from reddit poster rwbingham and it might be the most terrifying of the bunch:
It was near Halloween time when my friends and I were telling ghost stories. My friend said she was going to tell a story about her parents’ first date. She said she didn’t like telling the story, since it was actually true, but we prodded her on. To cut to the chase, the parents had spent a nice, if awkward first date, and around the time that they would have said “good night,” the male in the situation–my friend’s dad–suggested that they go for a midnight hike up Provo Canyon. He apparently knew the place, since he had done a fair amount of rock climbing in the area. So the two drove up the mouth of the canyon, got out of their cars and started hiking under just the light of the stars, since it was a new moon. At some point, the male starts getting a “bad feeling,” since the pathway ahead, which would pass under some trees, would be dark, and because it was getting to be quite late. He ignores the feeling and presses on.
In later rehearsings of the story, the female would say that she had felt the same feeling at what was probably the same time, though she didn’t know the trail like he did. A minute later, the feeling came back to the male. He ignored it again, and started walking a bit of the way into the trees when his foot hit something “soft” in the middle of the path. Under the trees, it was too dark to see just what this soft thing was, and the feeling came back stronger than ever. Instead of finding out what his foot had bumped into, he and the female both agreed to hightail it out of there… Years later, after being married for some time, they were watching an interview with the serial killer, Ted Bundy. In response to a question asking him to describe the time that he felt the closest to being caught, he explained about the night that he lured a girl into Provo Canyon, and had just killed her when he heard some people coming up the trail. He explained how he hid in the trees just in time, only to watch some guy walk right into the body, and for some reason, just turn around and walk away. TL;DR. Friend’s parents stumbled onto a fresh corpse left by Ted Bundy on their first date.
This story from redraven1978 should give you chills:
So a few years back, probably 6-7 years, my family was living in our previous home. This was our second house in we had in Ohio, the first house was about two streets over from our second house. Well one night my mom woke me up and was acting really panicked. She grabbed my brother, who was probably 5 at the time, and told me to go outside. It was about 4 in the morning, and once we all got outside my dad tried to calm my mom down. He asked her what was wrong, and she had explained that she had a dream that we were all gonna die from carbon monoxide poisoning if we stayed in the house. Then my dad told her that all the detectors were working perfectly fine and we decided to go back inside. We didn’t smell anything nor did the detectors go off, so we went to bed.
The next day my mom was watching the morning news before we went to school. The first story for the day was that a local family was rushed out of their home because of a carbon monoxide leak in there home. Which could have been just coincidence, but then the news station showed the house. It was our old house that we just moved out of.
The next story, from a since deleted reddit user, is pretty disturbing:
I live near a camp that I used to attend as a child. When I was 7, there was a counselor at the camp who was Russian (the camp has a very large staff exchange program with many different countries), and very weird at that. Counselors said he was incredibly fast, and during staff-only campfires he would catch, skin, and eat live rabbits. He could do this crazy, sleeper hold move. It essentially was a strangling move that knocked you out for a few seconds, you came to, and were fine a minute later. I saw him do it on a counselor once, the guy was out for about 10 seconds. He was forbidden to do it after that. However, kids got curious and started asking him to do the move. He would do it in secret, but he would increase the severity of his holds which would in turn, keep the kid knocked out for a longer period of time.
One day, a camper went missing. He wasn’t in his bunk, despite going to bed with his cabin that night. They did a camp-wide search, keeping us all on the soccer field for about two hours. The counselors had to start searching the water. They found his body under the sailing dock, completely out cold (EDIT: He was alive, but very unconscious). He had the strangle marks around his neck. Everyone knew who it was. They arrested the Russian guy, and deported him back to Russia. Turns out they never even sent an exchange counselor. Nobody knew who the f–k he was.
The fourth story is harrowing account from Kahzgul:
I used to date a girl in college who lived 3 hours away. We would trade weekends – one at her school, one at my school. One day she got upset because she had driven all the way to see me and I was in an all-night study session (which she had known about) and couldn’t be home to see her. She texted me that she was going back to her place and then I never heard anything from her ever again.
After 3 days of texting her trying to make sure she was okay, the texts started coming back as “number not found.” I sent her the stuff she’d left at my apartment in the mail and it returned as “no forwarding address.” Her instant messenger account (which I never messaged, but knew the name of) disconnected. And it gets weirder. I called her apartment land line and was told the people who had lived there had moved out (she had 3 roommates) and didn’t leave a number as to where they went. I got really freaked out and asked friends who worked in school admin to pull some strings, just to make sure she was alive. The school she was at didn’t have any records of her as a student. The license plate to her car wasn’t registered to anyone. None of our mutual friends ever saw her again. I called the police, but there were no car accidents involving anyone who fit her description in the stretch of road between our two schools that night, or in the two weeks after (I didn’t ask for a longer time frame because at that point she was already missing). Cops wouldn’t file a missing person because I wasn’t a family member. To this day I have no idea what happened, why she freaked out on me so bad, or if she’s still alive or in witness protection or was erased from all time by an evil wizard. She literally disappeared without a trace.
The next story is a retelling from burninrock24:
This one is from a teacher of mine. Great guy but he swears on his pride that this one is true. It was during his college days. He was living in an apartment with 3 other guys. They had been living there for a couple weeks when weird stuff started to happen. It all started in one of the bedrooms. The
bed was on a huge wrought iron bed frame and was in front of a wall outlet. This was the outlet that the bedside light had to be plugged into. Every so often the lamp cord would be unplugged and thrown out of place. He thought it was just his friends being clever (emphasis on the plural because this thing was HEAVY).
Weird s–t happened for the next couple weeks, but it was an older apartment and neighbors will be neighbors and old buildings have their quirks, so they wrote it off as nothing. One night they had some friends come over so one of them had to sleep in the futon in the living room. The friend was woken up in the middle of the night for no real reason but when he opened his eyes, there was a thin blonde girl hunched on the ground next to him. Now not much can make a 6’4″ 250 lb tough guy panic, but this did. He just stared hollering and yelping for his friends to come out as he grabbed for every square inch of the sheets. His friends thought he was just messing with them, but his face said otherwise. They just hung out for the rest of the night until he calmed down. They eventually ordered pizza just because they were no longer tired. When the delivery guy got here he was surprised, “Hey this was my old place when I was in school.” My teacher chuckled “hey did weird s–t happen when you lived here?” The pizza guy went blank. “Oh f–k, you’ve seen her too?” They moved out the next day.
Here’s one from a since deleted user that’s pretty unnerving:
My 4 year old daughter was supposedly asleep when I heard noised coming from her upstairs bedroom. I tried to listen, but could not make out what was being said. I approached the room, and she stopped talking. Thinking I alarmed her, I went into the room. At the time she was sharing it with her 3 year old sister. I walked in and saw the 4 year old sitting up in bed. I smiled and said is everything o.k.? She said fine, but her sister said they were keeping her up. I asked who? My 4 year old said sorry but that she was talking. When I asked her who she was talking to, my 3 year old sat up and said “the girl in the window, she said you were coming.”
After I s–t a brick, I asked who the girl was and they both said a girl comes and stands in front of the window at night and talks to them. Not knowing what to say, I said o.k., tucked them in and hung around outside their door. The next day I asked about the girl. They said she came back but was mad! I waited a few days and asked again. My 4 year old said the girl in the window was still mad. I forgot about it for about a week, when my wife said, who are the girls talking to upstairs. Freaked out I ran upstairs and both girls were sitting under the window looking up. They turned and looked at me and asked if I wanted to meet the girl. When they turned around, disappointed, they said the girl left. It has been about 5 years since and I have not heard about the girl in the window since then.
The final story from dslice16 contains a truly horrifying premonition:
My grandmother’s entire life she had a recurring nightmare. In this nightmare, she would be walking down a long, dark hallway, turn to the left, open a door, and see something terrible. She’d always wake up before seeing what it was.
In her 40s, she, her husband, my dad, and my aunt were on vacation. They booked the hotel at the last minute, so they ended up having to get 2 rooms with 2 twin beds on opposite sides of the floor. My dad wakes up around 3 AM and can automatically tell something’s not right. He calls out in the darkness “dad?”. No response. He turns on the bedside light. “dad?” he says, a little louder this time. Still no response. Getting worried, he slides out of bed and shakes his father. He doesn’t wake up. My dad ran down the hotel hallway to my grandma’s room and started banging on the door. My grandma worriedly opens the door, and my dad shouts “something’s wrong with dad!” He leads her down the hallway. A long hallway. To the last door on the left. My grandmother reaches the door, turns to left, and sees her husband dead in bed. Heart attack. She never had the dream again.
If you can’t get enough of these creepy stories check out this thread on reddit to really get you in the Halloween mood. If you still haven’t gotten your Halloween fear-fix, here’s another Reddit thread that’ll keep you from sleeping.