Someone Asks People To Share The Creepiest Things They've Seen In Broad Daylight, And 30 Deliver

Not quite broad daylight but more like dusk.

I look out my front window and see a lump on my lawn that looks out of place.

I think... That really looks like a dude in a ghillie suit on my front lawn.

I keep staring at it and become more and more convinced it is a dude in a ghillie suit. And I start to freak out a bit and don't know what I am supposed to do in this situation... Like do I call the cops?

Then a bunch of neighborhood kids run up to the lump and the actual factual real dude in a ghillie suit gets up. It was an older kid or a dad or something playing hide and seek in a ghillie suit.

I watched a m**der of crows follow a Toyota Corolla into a mall parking lot. The car parked, and a greasy-looking middle-aged man got out. He bee-lined for the mall entrance without once making eye contact with the crows who were now following him. At the last second before entering the mall, he tossed a big handful of peanuts over his shoulder and the crows went wild. It seemed less like the man was controlling the crows, and more like the crows were controlling him.

I work "security" at a hospital. I really just sit outside of the construction zone where they're doing remodeling and make sure homeless people and teenagers don't get in. But I'm also sat right outside the door they use to take the bodies out. There's just something eerie about how like.... discreet and impersonal it is? Not that I expect there to be some sort of fanfare when someone dies. But they're just wrapped in quilts or thick blankets, quietly loaded up into an unmarked van and...that's it. It's a major hospital so there's several bodies wheeled out every day. Worst is when you know it's a child but I thankfully don't see much of that. They tend to wait until the middle of the night so less people see so they don't upset people. Always just strikes this weird feeling in me when I see them.

Edit: I should also say that there *is* a bit of fanfare if they're an organ donor. The doctors and nurses will line up along the hall when they take them out and have just like, a little moment of silence. Like a way to express their thanks for this person inevitably helping someone else. Very bittersweet.

I was 12 and walking to my grandparents house carrying my pet to drop it off before going on vacation. (My grandparents house was 2 doors down from my own) while I was walking, a random car pulled up next to me and the man rolled down his window. he said, “do you have a dog? I just saw a dog walking down the street and it might be yours. you wanna come try and pick it up with me?” I was 12, but not an idiot. I’m a woman, my mother taught me better than that. I stayed far away from the car, said no, he insisted I stay, but I fled, and quickly walked to my grandparents house. I told my family the story, they called the police, and little 12 year old me had to talk to the police over the phone on my way to the airport. I described him, his car, everything i could remember. turns out, the man was wanted for burglary and attempted kidnapping. I count myself lucky. the creepy thing is, this happened basically right outside my home, in my “safe” neighborhood, when “coincidentally” no one else was around. Never saw him again.

Went to eat at a restaurant, the hostess (elderly lady) sat us at our table, said "enjoy your meal" and proceeded to drop dead right there.

I saw a man speeding around a busy grocery store parking lot, windows rolled down, screaming at the woman who was in the passenger seat. He kept speeding up, braking, and was screaming at her the whole time.

I called the cops and watched her do a rolling jump out of the lifted truck right when the cops pulled in to the parking lot.

A guy drove up next to me as I was taking a walk around my neighborhood and asked for directions. The road he named was the next road down, and I told him so. What made it creepy was that the next words out of his mouth were a request to get in his truck and guide him. I was a 15 year old, but I'm a stick of a person even now. I knew if this guy decided to stop and grab me I had no chance of getting away, so I did what anyone would probably do: I told him no and, because I was on a section of sidewalk directly behind my house, cut through the backyard and booked it inside. I locked every door I could and called my dad to find out if he was working out that day, and ask him to skip if he could. My poor father came home and immediately showed me where the emergency release is in his trunk, and how to find the button to turn off brake lights. I'd heard the "don't go into a stranger's car" line so often growing up I honestly thought it was another myth to scare kids into not wandering around. It's up there with a bear encounter as one of the scariest things I've experienced.

The creepiest thing for me was when I was out surfing in northern California. It's really cold dark water and I was out by myself. I was sitting there waiting for a wave and my leash felt like it was caught up which it does sometimes. I like to fix it before a wave comes so there's no hindrance when I go to stand up. Well I pull at it a little and it feels like seaweed or somethings on it. I turn towards the back of my board and there is something on it, a harbor seal whos sitting on the back of my board laying on my leash. Scared the f**k out of me but me screaming scared the f**k out of him and it went back into the water and I paddled in. I know it's not the creepiest thing in this thread but it definitely scared me pretty good.

I was in a parking structure walking to my car and I noticed someone following me ( I assumed we parked near each other) when I turned around to look he ducked behind a car so alarm bells rang, he kept creeping from behind cars so I turned all the way around and i watched him slide under a car maybe 4 away, then creepily crawl towards me under all the cars. This whole time he was bug eyed staring at me. I yeeeeted out there and informed the parking attendant at the gate.

Driving down a small rural road in the middle of nowhere Arizona, probably just a few miles north of the border. Passed a man walking, clearly Mexican and clearly had just come a long way. He shouted “agua” as we passed so we pulled about 200ft in front of him, dropped off the only carton of water we had, and kept driving. As we got back on the road and looked behind us a whole family was with the man now running towards the water. I guess they were walking in the brush next to the road.

Maybe not creepy but I think about it a lot. Im from Appalachia so all the signs in the southwest saying not to pull over to assist people on the road made sense to me back then. I hope they got where they were headed

Back in my military days I was walking to base one day and saw a lady run out into the four lane rush hour traffic. By the time I got to where she was, she'd been hit by at least four cars at speed. The part I saw was just both arms and part of the torso connecting them. Nothing above or below. Police ruled it s***ide. I've saw plenty of s**t in my ten years of service, but that one stuck.

Living in Kenya with my wife, there was a nurse single mom who lived next to our apartment who we was casually friendly with us. One day during her work shift the 10 yo boy who was kind of short stacked two glass top end tables on top of each other to climb and reach the top of the closet. He climbed on top and the glass gave out completely slicing his calf from bottom to top. It was literally just hanging by a small flap of muscle. Just flapping Somehow the boy gathered himself and hobbled over to our front door and knocked and rang, meanwhile coating the entire hallway in about a quarter inch of blood. That's when I open the door to see what I quickly thought was a dying boy in front of me with a severed artery. I grabbed him into my arms and called the house girl and wife for a scarf and I immediately began triage and applying a tournament. In a Western country this is where you call 911 or an ambulance. In Kenya we fortunately knew a local taxi driver who had a station wagon. My wife managed to call the mom as we drove and her work hospital was the closest to us so she met us there. I was in the back of the station wagon holding the tourniquet and praying he didn't die on me. The look on the face of the mom when we go there... All's well though. The boy had emergency surgery to repair his muscle and only had a slight limp as a result in a few months.

Shared a taxi with a couple coworkers coming back from a brunch event in Georgetown. The three of us got quiet when we saw a tall lanky guy. Grey skin and a way too small head. Before we could say anything the driver shouted yo yall seein' this too?!

We live in Florida and raise cattle. One day a calf died. No idea why. When we found it, it was laying along the fence that separates the pasture from some woods and a creek. It was a healthy calf, probably weighed 250-300 pounds. It had been fine the day before, but the vultures had been at it so we couldn't tell how it had died. We went back the next day to bury it, but it was gone. We could see where it had been dragged under the barbed wire fence and into the woods. We hopped the fence and followed the drag marks, thinking that maybe coyotes had been at it. However, the marks disappeared, then, maybe 20 feet away, the ground was disturbed where the calf had been put down and dragged a bit, then the drag marks disappeared. This went on for a ways, until we found the calf's skin. That was all that was left. Something carried an animal that weighed at least 200 pounds through the woods. We're not really trackers and the pine needles and leaves on the ground didn't leave any clear prints. Just the drag marks. We're a couple of hundred feet in the woods, looking down at this calf's skin on the ground. The hair on the back of my neck stood up and I got goose flesh. I was nearly overwhelmed by the need to get the hell out of there. We didn't run back, but we did walk really fast. Still don't know what took our calf. The next day something spooked the cows so that they nearly stampeded through our working pen, knocking down and trampling some of the panels. No idea.

Was taking the subway one day, a lady was walking around chugging a massive bottle of hot sauce. Bloodshot eyes, tears streaming down her face. Of course she sat next to me on the two seat bench. At first she was complimenting my nails and then she just started staring at me, much too close for comfort. She still had tears down her face, still chugging the hot sauce. I made a comment asking if it was good or something. She acted like I was crazy for noticing it? This was at least two years ago and I still can’t get her face out of my mind. Hope she’s doing well.

Got lost driving through Montana and wound up in the middle of nowhere. Saw a small town (maybe like 15 buildings total) and figured I'd ask for directions. As I got closer, I saw that it looked like it was abandoned - houses all dilapidated and in disrepair. But every house had a shiny new car in front of it. Not sure what it was about, but my gf and I both got real bad vibes from it and just drove right past.

I don't know about creepy but for sure shady:

I was in an extremely uncrowded Chinese restaurant (it was just me and the staff, sit down place not a strip mall joint) when a very large,  very well dressed man came in and went and sat at the bar. He ordered an orange juice and nothing else. The OJ never came but a minute later the bartender handed him a brown paper bag and he left. 

Driving down the 5 in California, I saw a car drift across the center divide (it's a massive highway in the middle of nowhere with a big grass divide maybe the equivalent of 3-4 lanes wide) and directly into a semi truck going the other way. I was probably 2-3 cars behind the drifting car. Neither vehicle had hardly any chance to brake, it happened over the course of maybe 2 seconds. It literally exploded into pulverized dust. No flames or fire, just a massive explosion of glass, metal, paint, and, presumably, the occupants. The semi shuddered horribly, but with its massive inertia, it seemed to lose very little forward momentum...

Happened so fast we were past it in seconds. The poor person must have fallen asleep at the wheel or something.

It's not creepy but crazily confronting and scary; I saw a horse run over a guy.

Horse wasn't even going full pelt either, so it made me really aware just how strong and if they want to be, dangerous, horses are.

Guy had to go to the hospital but not sure what happened to him.

A man on the sidewalk looked around and then pulled down a ski mask and crept into a building as I drove past. In summer.