I don’t know if I’m commenting correctly (I don’t think I have an account), but I just wanted to say that when I read this story last year it chilled me deeply and reminded me of a date I had, although my date was not objectively scary. I won’t give details, for privacy’s sake, but essentially this guy and I met,…

I remember your story from last year. If anything, it reminds us to not be too polite when we sense danger! Spooky!!

Ho. Ly. SHIT. This was a legit terrifying read.

Oh man. Daniel would have to move tf out if I saw that.

Best story from last year and creepiest!

I remember this From last year .... gives me the creeps

I remember this story. CHILLS!

I ALMOST SHIT MYSELF WHEN I READ THIS LAST YEAR. Thanks for posting again. The true-life scary stories are the best, because they’re the worst. I’m so glad you’re OK. You used some great instincts to get yourself to safety.

When I get really scared tears spring into my eyes (idk it’s weird) and this is the first story that made this happened. Aaaaah

Your story was by far the creepiest last year (and this year, so far). I’m so glad you got out of there!

Well I’m not a raging alchoholic and I don’t smoke 2 packs a day so I think I’m good, talk to me again in 8 years, if I respond I broke the curse 😉

so your gramps died of an alcohol-related heart attack at 52... and then your mom died of an alcohol-related liver failure at 52? Not sure whether to be skeptical or just worry for your personal health :(

MOTHER OF FUCKING SHIT. NOPE. NOPE. NOPE. BYE.

Thanks for that. For a little kid it was a terrifying experience. I’d never even heard of sleepwalking before that.

When I was 13 my mother inherited the house where my grandfather dropped dead from an alcohol-induced heart attck at 52. The house was in Holland and so we upped sticks and moved to a country where none of us spoke the language and where we had no family (the old shit died alone).

GAH. This is my actual nightmare. Not as bad at all, but one night when I was like, 20 and driving home alone from a movie, this guy followed me flashing his high beams for miles. I was taking a weird country road home, so it was really unlikely he happened to be going that way. He was incessant. Never beeped, but…

I was on a horrible schedule, where I was waking up around 2AM every night, and had started a routine where I would go out for coffee early in the morning; before jumping on my computer for work.

So when I was around 6 years old I slept with this old, mustard yellow blanket. And every night I would have a dream about a monster that would creep into my room, stop at the end of my bed, and eat the blanket. In the morning the blanket was gone, when I got home from school the blanket was back. This went on for…

OMG YESSS. best time of the year hands down!!!!