52 Creepy Things Found In "Normal" People's Homes

Anyone else's parents hunters? I know I was the weirdo to some of my friends growing up. Opening the garage door to see a dead skinned deer hanging over a bucket of blood was very unnerving to friends whose parents didn't hunt hahaha.

My mom is an artist and she paints almost exclusively naked female figures (their features are somewhat altered a bit, but still look quite realistic). Every house we’ve lived in was full of paintings of bare t**s, just staring at you from every wall, following you around everywhere you go. As a kid I was so f****n embarrassed when I had my friends coming over… And this was in the late 90s. Whenever I tell anyone that story, they just look at me with a sudden understanding and go „yeah that makes sense now”… Well, how the hell was I supposed to grow up normal?

A manikin beside their bed. It was a 2nd WW German paratrooper in full battle dress. Complete with MP 40.

Hundreds of photos hung on the walls. When I asked about the people in the photos, she didn't really know who they were. Some she had printed from social media from 'friends of friends', others she said she's 'picked up' in different places. Every bit of wall space was taken up with photos of people she didn't know.

And there was nothing artistic about it - just random photos of someone with their kids or someone's wedding or a holiday at the beach.

I had dated a female attorney who lived in my building. Very prim and proper.

She always wanted to go to my place. eventually it got weird and I insisted we go to her place. We get to her bedroom and it’s just a mattress on the floor. No other furniture in the bedroom. Weird.

I was helping her change the sheets the next morning and there was this insane, rambling message praising Satan and death scrawled in what… I hope … was red paint on the mattress.

“WTAF is this?!” My mind was racing and I was now convinced she was a crazy person.

“Oh, I bought that mattress used on Craigslist. I don’t know what it says.”.

Ran into a former friend while checking out a house. He lived in the neighborhood and I was not prepared for the insane amount of N**i s**t everywhere along with his wife’s very tame midwestern home goods decor. I’m talking life laugh love white power decals in the kitchen. Most shocking was the giant hitler portrait in the master bedroom. This couple went to bed and woke up to a five foot by three foot portrait of Adolf everyday. They split given he was cheating on her while she was pregnant with their second child.

Nothing. I was a medic in ATL and responded to a call to find a house with nothing but one two foot diameter maybe four foot high candle in the center of each front room and NOTHING in the rest of the house save a single bed and one set of utensils in the kitchen. Thick coat of dust on everything except for a well worn path through each room and the hallways. No extra clothes, no appliances, no furniture, no electronics, nothing. I saw a lot of crazy stuff in those years but nothing stuck with me like that place.

My ex is a realtor. Was looking at a house alone to get an idea about features and take pics.

There was a noose made of hair in the basement.

When I was around 8 we got new neighbors who had 2 girls around my age. They invited me inside one day while they grabbed something. There was a wall covered in pictures of who I thought was a relative, so I questioned who it was. They both kinda laughed and said "You know who that is!" I replied I had no idea and they said something like "Adolf Hitler, silly!" I had no idea who that was because I was 8 so they began to explain how he was "an amazing man trying to save our people." I asked my parents about him later that day and then was never allowed to play with those girls again.

The first and only time I stayed over at a new friend’s house. Dad was a pastor. She had 4 brothers and a sister. Ages 4 to 17?  Before bed they all took showers. The dad stood in the doorway of the bathroom watching while each kid showered. I never went near any of them again. .

My best friend has been my best friend since we were children. Her grandparents were super sweet, super normal people whose house I spent plenty of time at as a child.

They had the skeleton of a 3yo in the basement. Like, a legitimate one. Her grandfather was an anatomy professor and for some reason had it stored in his basement temporarily.

F****n wild tho.

We were probably that house for one of our neighbours when I was a kid.

We lived in a mill museum in a county park, my mum knew the rangers pretty well and one had a friend who did taxidermy. All the animals had died of natural causes.

Well one day our neighbour came over to grab some chips since she was doing her kids dinner and had run out. My mum not thinking just went it’s in the freezer, just grab some. There was an ear splitting scream and my mum was oh bugger the badger. The ranger had left a very well wrapped badger in the freezer until he could deliver it, my mum was just oh badger and moved it out of the way by this point. She grabbed the chips for her friend and gave har a cup of tea and explained.

Mum drew the line at hedgehogs, the hedgehogs themselves were fine, it fleas who were still alive not so much.

Hairstylist here. Had a client who was a well known DJ, went to her penthouse in NYC to do her hair. There were bags of c*****e, and piles of cash all over the kitchen counter and just c*ke everywhere, crazy.

Flooring install/sales for 25 years...human feces in all the bedroom closets in this place. Plenty of running water, bathrooms, and toilets working as well. Why are you s******g in the closet!!!! I went to do the measurements, and I let the landlord know that we will replace the carpet after a hazmat crew comes. Didn't get that job.

I had this really wealthy and classy relatively close friend who lived in a million dollar house. We were hanging out on a saturday at her house after running errands together. she asked me if i would help her make her bed. When i looked down at her mattress i gasped in horror as almost the entirety of the mattress was black and brown with dried blood and it looked like a dead body had bled out all over it.

I cleaned my house everyday, friend said hers looked like if mine wasn’t clean for a week. Walked in and the smell was horrendous it was hoarder level disgusting. Plates of food under the couch food wiped on walls every dish dirty. I spent an hour and a half scrubbing the bathroom while she did nothing and gave up. Last time I saw her she had moved and her place was so hoarded you couldn’t walk without stepping on piles. She was normal to me she looked clean she was a mom of two kids. It hit me out of nowhere when I saw her apartment.

My sister didn't clean out the cat box at her house for a couple years. It was horrifying.

When we cleaned out my grandparents' garage after my grandfather died we found tons of professional surveillance equipment in the garage behind locked cabinets. Imagine set-ups like you see in spy movies or films depicting the FBI monitoring someone's house. My grandfather was a doctor, and he had nothing to do with law enforcement. We learned later on the poor man was likely dealing with early Alzheimers. He had told a select few people that he *knew* his neighbors were out to get him, so he had been monitoring them for a while. He had tapes of audio recordings he'd obtained with a parabolic microphone of his neighbors having private conversations in their backyards. My poor grandmother was appalled.

My friend used to eat a s**t load of chicken wings. Except instead of using a plate for the bones to then take to the trash…he would throw them on the ground *next to the trash can* and leave them for DAYS. He thought it was normal and never changed. AND THIS LOGIC ONLY APPLIED TO CHICKEN WINGS!!

Once I went to an open house that looked completely normal but then in the back yard it had a little shed next to the pool which I thought was just for keeping the filtration system. Nope. It covered a set of stairs that led deep into what I can only describe as a concrete cell just big enough for a bed and a small kitchenette. It looked like the perfect place to... forget someone.