23. I woke up to the sound of the smoke alarm
I woke up in the early morning to the loud boom of lightning striking our house. The smoke alarm was going off in the basement. The strangest thing was we had a metal detector not plugged into anything and it was going off. It made a weird static buzzing noise. I went outside with a flashlight to see if I could see where it struck and found what looked like a burn mark where the drainage pipe went into the ground.
In the basement, there were burn marks on the drainage pipe where the electricity arced to the copper pipe next to it. The A/C was damaged as well. Freon was smoking up the basement.
I went back upstairs and decided to call the fire department just to make sure we didn’t have hidden sparks anywhere. The police officer that came said he saw the lightning from a few streets away.
It may not seem scary or creepy to read, but put yourself in that moment. Waking up suddenly with alarms going off, and not really sure if the big explosion you heard was lightning or something else. I still don’t understand why the metal detector was going off.
We lost a computer, microwave, coffee maker, surge protector, and A/C in that storm.
24. Something opened the bedroom door
In high school I practically lived with my girlfriend. It was just us two on the top floor, her mom was on the main floor and her brother in the basement. She always told me that the house was haunted, specifically the top floor and attic, and I mostly believed her. She said that the first week she lived there she woke up one night to use the bathroom, and when she flipped on the light there was a little girl standing in there. She never saw her again but swears she saw her that once. Anyway.
The first incident was that I woke up with her sitting up in bed, staring at me wide-eyed with a look of terror on her face. When I asked her what was wrong she just started screaming until she woke up. She told me that she woke up and I was nailed to the wall in a bloody pentagram. She had several little night hallucinations when we were together, most of them involved her having conversations with imaginary people in her room, but nothing ever as bad as seeing me nailed to the wall.
The really creepy one is one that I directly experienced. We had had a fight, and like a good dog I was sleeping on the floor next to her bed. Yeah, I know. Some point in the middle of the night I woke up because I heard her door open. I didn’t process it because I was still mostly asleep, but then somebody yelled very loudly, “GAH!” and slammed the door shut. I sat upright in time to see a poster that had been hanging on her door go floating to the floor. I was a little creeped out, but I made the decision that what I had heard was some remnant of my dream and that all I had really heard was the poster falling off the door. Her mom was fast asleep and her brother was staying at her dad’s house. As I lay back down, my girlfriend sits up and said something that sent shivers down my spine. She goes, “Did someone just yell ‘gah’ and slam the door?”
Yeah, I got back in to bed with her after that.
25. A woman’s mother verbally harassed me
A while back, I kept receiving phone calls to my home phone from a blocked number. Why I kept answering them, I’m unsure. The first time I answered, I just said “Hello?” and I got a deep voice of a woman (very masculine sounding but it was definitely a woman) saying “Don’t you ever mess with Summer again. Jimmy and I are coming to find you and beat your ass.” I hung up quickly. And I kept receiving these calls. Days apart, sometimes a week apart. I got about four calls of “I’m going to fucking beat you” before my dad was home, and I handed the phone to him. They never called back. And it’s weird, because I used to know a girl named Summer who lived across the street from me and had a mother who was… not so good. Summer lived with her grandma, and the voice on the other end of the call reminded me of her mother. I still don’t know who was calling, though.
For some context, her mother was crazy. My dad once found her passed out on the sidewalk after taking too many pills, so we called an ambulance. Later that year, we had some Christmas lights on some bushes in our front yard and she took scissors and cut them. We saved that woman’s life, and she cuts a five year old girl’s Christmas lights.
Another time, a blocked number called my cell phone, and because I obviously didn’t learn from experience, I answered it. I just said “Hello?” and a deep, creepy ass voice replied “I will find you.” That was the fastest I’ve ever hung up. I could barely sleep that night.
