In Reddit’s notorious r/LetsNotMeet community, nameless individuals on the web share the true tales about their run-ins with creepy actual life individuals. There’s one thing unsettling about the truth that all these scary tales (and the tales are scary) come from flesh and blood individuals. There’s no aliens or demons or boogeymen, simply individuals that you simply or I could come throughout someday.
In the sub’s historical past, one story posted 7 years in the past stands out because the because the creepiest, in my view anyway. The story is instructed by a 22-year-old girl who goes by the title “u/myhra” a couple of time when she was dwelling alone in an condominium. She left her condominium momentarily to get her mail and returned whereas on the cellphone together with her boyfriend. The horror begins when she drops the cellphone on the ground and reaches to choose it up when something under her bed catches her eye:
“I am 22 and this incident happened a year and a half ago. I had just moved into my first apartment and was in the process of moving in. The door that led into my apartment locks itself automatically when closed. So, I was going to the entrance of the apartment complex to get my mail while talking on the phone with my boyfriend. I returned to my apartment and sat on the bed while opening the mail while using the phone, I dropped the phone on the floor and it landed under the bed so I had to lie on the floor and stretch for it. I saw something that caught my eye, there was someone under my bed… My eyes widened and I choked the urge to scream. The person under my bed was lying still with his back towards me and his head to his chest, so I couldn’t see his face. And he didn’t see me, trying to be rational while so many thoughts rushed through my head, I picked up the phone, said “Sorry I dropped my phone, I’m just gonna take a shower and call you back.”
The lavatory is correct by my mattress so I rapidly walked in, quietly locked the door, turned the bathe on, jumped out my window (my condominium is on the primary ground) and known as the police. They instructed me to attend close by, however to go to throughout the road and see if anybody comes out the door to the condominium complicated. This was throughout summer time and it was nonetheless mild out, I positioned myself throughout the road, hiding behind a automotive whereas watching my open lavatory window and the entry door. I known as my boyfriend and he got here to me simply earlier than the police. I gave them my keys and so they went inside. Only moments later two cops got here out holding a skinny and drained wanting man. His eyes appeared loopy, however he didn’t attempt to get away. The policeman that had stood beside me and comforted me whereas the police searched by means of my home (I used to be a large number, shivering and crying) instructed me that the person stood exterior my lavatory door with one in every of my kitchen knives ready for me to come back out.
This man had by some means crept in my entry door whereas I used to be getting my mail and hid beneath the mattress.The man that was making an attempt to harm me turned out to be a homeless particular person and was positioned in a psychological hospital. My boyfriend moved in with me the very subsequent day.
Thanks for studying! I simply wished to share my story in order that others would possibly know what to do if a state of affairs like this happens! The police instructed me that what I did was actually wonderful and rational, if I had screamed, this might’ve ended actually badly for me.”
This story is totally traumatizing, particularly when you’re additionally a lady who lives alone. Unfortunately, it isn’t even the one one in every of it’s sort on the discussion board (or in actual life!) A comparable story was instructed by awoman who goes by the name “u/heartx3jess” who lived with her boyfriend. The girl had gotten in a giant combat together with her boyfriend and uncharacteristically, they hadn’t spoken all day whereas he was at work in one other city and he or she was working from residence. When she heard noises downstairs, she anticipated them to be her boyfriend. It wasn’t.
“So, this afternoon I was lying in bed getting work done. It was a Tuesday, and I was pretty sure his last class finished at 1 PM on Tuesdays, meaning he’d surely be home at 2:30. But around 1 PM I heard the front door open and shut. I thought “huh, I guess he’s home an hour early today.” It was regular for him to skip his final class each on occasion, so I didn’t actually suppose something of it. In truth, I used to be principally mentally making ready for the awkward post-fight “hey how’s it going” dialog.
So I continued to lie in mattress and do my work and watch for him to come back in and alter his garments. The bed room door was closed and I had earplugs type of half-in, as I often do once I’m working, however I might hear the heavy footsteps of him strolling across the condominium, as he all the time does. If we hadn’t been mid-fight and I wasn’t so preoccupied with the awkwardness of all of it, I might need seen it was unusual how gradual the footsteps had been or how lengthy he spent strolling round the lounge. But I used to be caught up within the dramatics of the combat and didn’t give it some thought. I used to be simply mendacity there, ready, ready, ready for him to lastly are available in.
Finally, the bed room door slowly opened only a few inches. I turned my head in direction of the door and ready to provide him a type of awkward “we’ve been fighting for 24 hours, huh?” smile. But the door didn’t open quite a lot of inches. I appeared and noticed that it was a lady’s hand with purple nail polish on the doorknob. Whoever was there slowly closed the door simply as that they had opened it, with out getting into the room. I jumped off the bed, ripped out my ear plugs, and type of froze there for a number of seconds whereas considering quickly.
My first thought: that was not my boyfriend.”
This girl by no means discovered who was in her home. She known as her boyfriend and he known as the police. After a cautious search, the couple realized the only thing missing from their house was a pair of kitchen scissors.
Anyway, in unrelated information I might be boarding up the house beneath my mattress tonight. It’s additionally an excellent time of the yr to think about keeping prowlers out when you preserve your home windows open at night time. We don’t need to find yourself as another story on r/LetsNotMeet.