Hey Pandas, Give Me A Story That Still Scares You To This Day

People wanting to vote for the orange turd, again!

I was young (21m) and had just moved to a different state for work. I found an affordable rental house and was told that the previous tenant had been an older woman who had passed from cancer. The landlord even told me which room she had passed in, in case I felt uncomfortable about it.

Needless to say - I chose another room to sleep in, and after about 2 weeks after moving in, I found a couple photos of who I believed to be the previous tenant and her family members while cleaning the house. This was later confirmed to be true when turning over the photos to the landlord to forward to the previous tenant's family.

Any who - fast forward a few months and I'm dating my girlfriend at the time. She spends the night and wakes up the next morning saying that she had a weird dream. She said that she dreamed about an elderly woman welcoming us into her house and telling us to make ourselves at home. When I asked her to describe the woman - she described the previous tenant to a 'T'. To make it creepier - I never told her about the woman passing away before her having this dream.

Still makes me shudder a bit to this day.

When I was 17(m). I worked at a restaurant on a big recreational domain. I had a real bad case of eczema on my hands. While I was waiting for the bus, this dude comes up to me and starts small talk. Noticing my eczema he says to me you know what's good for that if you urinate on it. Starting to get creeped out. Few minutes later he says, if you wan't we can go to my place and we can do something about it. A few moments later the bus arrived. Dude gave me some serious pedo vibes.

I used to have a recurring nightmare about an old lady that had no eyes would reach her hand through my fence and steal my eyeballs and would plop them in her empty eye holes

I get chills whenever I walk over my grandma's living room threshold. It turned out to be the exact same spot where my grandfather passed away almost fifteen years ago

Living in a country town at the top of Western Australia I was at the Hotel having a few drinks .
A local Indigenous person came in and warned everyone that a tribe from a distant Indigenous community were coming to town to cause trouble.
A group of approximately 150 came to the Hotel and started drinking heavily then they started to jump over the Bar and began stealing anything they could get their hands on.
The Hotel staff asked everyone who was drinking in the Bar to flee out the back of the Hotel ... into the room where the alcohol was stored... which was a fairly safe place. We stayed in there for a couple of hours while the Indigenous mob smashed the Hotel up. The group robbing and smashing the Hotel tried to lift the Roller Door where deliveries are made and the Manager of the Hotel had a long crowbar which he used to smash and sever fingers as they attempted to lift the door. The Police were notified but could do nothing while the mob were rioting.
I still have anxiety attacks about that evening.
Many Indigenous persons were arrested at the Hospital next day getting their injuries stitched up and bandaged.
The Hotel was a total mess and had to shut down for a couple of days .

When I was a teen I’d been out with friends and come home much later than I should have. I was in the bathroom getting ready for bed when (who I thought was my mum, though I couldn’t see properly from the angle of the door) came upstairs. She stood next to my bedroom/bathroom door and quietly whispered my name “Becky”. I kept quiet so I don’t get into trouble for being in so late. She turned and went straight downstairs. Something felt so weird so I tipped onto my parents room and they were both fast asleep in their bed upstairs. I don’t believe in ghosts but I have no explanation for this. I grew up in a very old house in England so who knows. I’ve never forgotten this and no I hadn’t been drinking!.

I experience sleep paralysis frequently.I had one incident where I "woke up" and saw an old lady floating over my kid's crib (at the time it was at the foot of my bed) The old lady looked over at me and flew at me "slamming" into me and for an long time it felt like I was being forced out of my body. honestly, it felt different than the usual sleep paralysis. Eventually I actually woke up and was fine but I did not go back to sleep again that night.

One of the original Twilight Zone episodes: (subtitled?) "Tina the Talking Doll"...in this episode, a little girl receives a new talking doll Tina. The little girl's father can't stand this doll and wants to get rid of the doll. Then the doll begins to threaten him...

It scares me to think of my kids and future generations to be born in this messed up world.

I kept having a dream where there is a man in my yard at night and he wants to kill me. So, one

I had a recurring dream about 5ish years ago that i would be scared to go to school, and i was envisioning the school i go to now perfectly..... and i ended up going there and now i hate going to school because people make fun of me for being genderfluid, and for being panromantic and asexual

Homework.

People tell me I should write a book.
I worked in bars in Hawaii and was offered a job from where I worked to go to a sister's bar on another island which included living quarters and a plane ticket there. I would be required to work there a couple of months before they would pay my way back. When I arrived a lady picked me up at the airport and took me to breakfast. At breakfast she said never repeat this or they'll kill me, but here's the plan. They're going to try to get you hooked on drugs, then they'll sell you into sex work and you'll never leave this island alive. I followed her instructions to the letter.

However, in the middle of the night a man came into where I lived, took me out of bed, and drove me to a place with a back room with another man seated at a table. I was just 19 years old, and I was seated next to that man, who had a two inch pile of paperwork and a pen. He said "here's the deal". You sign the paperwork ((or)) we take you out to sea and put an anchor around your ankle before we throw you in. Your choice. I signed.

Next morning I went to a fellow I liked that owned another bar and told him what had happened, and he said I'll help you escape the island which he did. I left everything so had and flew out.

A couple of years later I remembered him and wanted to thank him so I went back there. His bar was gone. Bulldozed over... I asked the first person I saw "what happened to the place that was here"? He said "they bombed it". Who?? He said "someone bombed it a couple of years ago" and then he said something about there having been a big fight...

There’s TWELVE grades. TWELVE! :0

exams...

Humans

In 6th grade there was this guy Peyton and we were doing archery I was laying on the gym floor and then he stood above me and it was really scary also we’re were super close friends and liked each other then the summer before 7th grade he went to private school.

The whole Albert Fish thing.....

Going back to my studies scares me more than anything.... I messed up once already and I'm still as lazy as then... just somewhat smarter....

Wish me luck (or succes rather) Pandas!