This was the eeriest experience of my life. When I was 15, my parents went away for the weekend.
I fell asleep, only to be awakened by strange voices and noises.
I went downstairs to find the TV on static at full volume, a radio tuned into a late-night talk show, the oven switched on, and the fridge door wide open. Despite all doors and windows being securely locked, I still can’t explain any of it. I spent the rest of the night wide awake.
As a child, around the age of seven, I lived in a house where the previous owner had passed away.
My parents scoffed at the idea of the supernatural, believing nothing would happen. My room was the coldest in the house, and one night, I woke up to see a pale, thin man staring at me from the foot of my bed.
I couldn’t scream; I was so startled that I must have fainted. The next thing I knew, it was morning.
I never divulged this to my parents for fear of looking insane, but his face remains etched in my memory.
Years ago, there was an old abandoned house at the edge of a plant nursery. I had heard from others that it was a spot where parties took place. So one night, a friend, his girlfriend, and I decided to explore it, guided solely by moonlight.
Upon discovering the rundown house hidden behind trees, we made our way closer.
Suddenly, I heard a single frog croaking. As we approached, the chorus of frogs grew louder until it became deafening, as if warning us against moving closer to that darkened home.
Heeding their warning, we turned back with our snacks to the safety of home. My boyfriend recounted that as a child, he would hear whispers and conversations in one of the rooms at night.
Out of curiosity, he entered the room, only to be tapped on the back so forcefully that he lost consciousness.
When he regained his senses, he noticed a large mark on his back, resembling a scratch from some big claws, and it remains there today—a rather unsettling experience. During a sleepover at a friend’s house when I was around eight or nine, I remembered his ranch-style home had a pool and a large surrounding patio. The living room had sliding glass doors that opened directly to the patio.
We were watching movies when his parents announced it was time for bed.
As we exited the room, my friend turned off the lights. After the reflections faded from the glass doors, we spotted a man standing on the patio watching us across the pool.
In a panic, we screamed and rushed to find his parents. However, by the time they returned to check, the man had vanished.
I have no idea how long he had silently watched us, but I was haunted by nightmares about it for a long time afterward.
One night, I woke up at 3 a.m. feeling thirsty. I heard my son’s voice calling from his room, “Mom, can you turn off the light?” Without a second thought, I went ahead and switched it off.
As I climbed back into bed, I suddenly realized—my son was away camping.
I rushed to his room and froze in shock to see it empty. I was completely convinced I had heard his voice, or at least someone speaking in a sleepy manner.
When I mentioned it to my husband, he dismissed it as likely just my imagination, but I swear the voice sounded real. That experience still sends chills down my spine.
If you’re in the mood for a laugh, listen to what kids say about their parents.
You might uncover some embarrassing family secrets along the way. The parents featured in these tales were likely turning crimson!
