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Ok, heres my freaky story. When I was about 13 me, my mom and my sister moved into the upper unit of a duplex. My mom used to fall asleep on the couch at night before getting up and going to bed. One morning she told my sister and I that if we ever find her dead on the couch in the morning that it was "the man" that got her and that she would be dead from a heart attack. Obviously freaked out we asked her to explain. She said that when she would fall asleep on the couch she would wake up suddenly just freezing. As she would fumble around for more blankets, at the other end of the living room standing outside one of the bedroom doors would be the shadow of a man standing there. As she would blink her eyes and lean in to see who it was he would lean forward and crouch down looking back at her. He would then start out slow but start to run at her. Right when he would almost get to her she would scream and he would disappear. We laughed at her and joked about it for months but never thought anything more of it. Years later I moved out and was living with my fiancee. The day of the wedding had arrived and the day before my mother suggested that I spend the night at her house as to keep up the the tradition of the groom not seeing the bride the day of the wedding. We went to the rehearsal dinner and all that good stuff and headed back to my moms house. My step sister was also staying there that night. Since my mother and father no longer shared a bedroom, she had her room, my dad had his and my step sister had hers, therefore I had to sleep on the couch. After I finally cleared my head of all the wedding thoughts I fell asleep. After several hours I awoke shivering uncontrollably. As I was reaching for more blankets and trying to snuggle in and warm myself, I noticed a figure standing outside my step sisters bedroom at the other end of the living room. As I layed there I just watched him, thinking it was my dad and that he had maybe heard my step sister calling for him. As I tried to focus my eyes on him I became curious to exactly what it was he was doing. All of a sudden he turned towards me and leaned forward looking directly back at me as if to show me that he saw me looking at him. I was exhausted and just thought ok that was wierd dad, closed my eyes and went back to sleep. the next morning over breakfast I asked my dad what it was he was doing last night. He surprisingly said, what do you mean. I explained that I saw him standing in front of my step sisters door. He said he didnt get out of bed for anything. All of a sudden my mothers face turned white and she looked at me and said......."that was him!!!! You saw him!!!! I was so freaked out!! funny thing is I have since bought the house and havent ever seen him again. I told my mother, maybe he followed you to your new house!!! LOL
well, once youre a parent it all seems like nothing.
having a child throw up all liquids for three days or running a 103 temp all night is about as awful as any dumb mental fabrication.
or when after my wife had her first child as a single mom. three days after she was at home and started bleeding. almost bled to death and all she could think of was while she was losing blood on the way to the hospital was "i cant die. i have a new baby".... hows that for a downer moment.
but she didnt die so happy ending. cheers to all, ill break out the beer.
Scariest thing - - - When I was 18 and off to college. Freshmen Orientation. There was a campfire/picnic in between the main adminstration building and the Priory (which housed the library). The Sophomores were giving us newbies the dos and dont's and then someone said, "beware of the snakes." Had already been on campus three days and no snake sightings. So my two roommates stood up and were yelling, "here snake, snake" and I looked behind and saw a pile of curled up rattlers in a culvert. I don't know how many, never stopped to count. lol. There was a mass exodus from the campfire. I called my parents and told them in no uncertain terms that I was coming home. HA HA.. My parents said tough luck.
The college had been built on prime snake country and we would often find rattlers in the dorms, in the classroom, on the walk paths, anywhere. I hated that place.
My scariest? This past month; I've been having dreams of "the dead" screaming for me to help them, but I don't know how. So, they kill me. &Each time that happens, I'd wake up, feeling the pain, I would've felt, if the dreams were real.
On July 4th, I took a "mirror picture" and a girl appeared in it.
Since then I go to sleep with my lamp on, my closets shut. About 15 minutes pass, the closet is cracked open, and my lamp is turned off. I can be awake, while it happened. I witnessed it 4 times. So now, my older brother comes into my room to wait for me to sleep, then he unplugs the lamp on his way out.
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