40 People Share Their Scariest Or Most Uncomfortable Experiences At Someone Else’s House

When I was 6 or 7 I went over to my friends house one afternoon after school to try out their new Playstation. They had JUST come out around then, and we werent very well off, so it was a big deal. His older brother comes in [16 or 17], takes the controller from me and sits down in front of me, blocking the TV. Not unusual, he was a prick. My buddy starts to yell at him, older brothers laughing, then his eyes roll back into his head, and he falls back into my lap, convulsing and foaming at the mouth having a seizure.

I froze. I couldn't do anything. I just stared down at his face in my lap, watching him die, or so I thought.

His mom runs in screaming and ushers us out while she calls 911. Obviously, I went home. My mom wouldn't let me go see my friend after that, I just wanted to make sure he was okay.

Couple weeks later, they moved back to Cali, i did get to say goodbye to my buddy, but i never saw him again. Found out later from my mom, his brother had actually OD'd.

Flash forward 20 years and I'm in therapy and an addict. I had completely forgotten about it. We were talking about my triggers, and I brought up how, for some reason, every time I play video games, I want to use. It all came flooding back to me, every detail of that day, his face, the room, the way the sun hit all of us, what I had for lunch that came up shortly after, even the game we were playing. Crash Bandicoot, which I hated with a seemingly irrational, seething, passion after that.

That horrifying experience actually saved my life. I never wanted my family to find me like that. Or hear my mom scream like that. Or see the look my friend gave him and me, from my own little brother's.

I'm 6 years sober this year, with a fiance, a house, a good job, furbabies, my very own Playstation, with Crash Bandicoot, and my own baby boy on the way 😁

Miss you Nick. Hope the prick made it.

I was harrased by a tortoise while on the toilet. In college, my friend and I wanted to go to a festival that happened to be just a few blocks away from my friend's parent's house, so they invited us to stay the night. My friend was into reptiles big time, and it turns out so were their parents. Almost every room in their house (except the kitchen) had a reptile enclosure in it.

I had to use the restroom after the drive from campus, so they told me I could use the one on the first floor. It was an older house, and for whatever reason, the bathroom was huge. I set up shop, only to notice one wall is completely taken up by a massive enclosure for their boa constrictor, and a bright blue kiddy pool sat at the far end of the bathroom. I was peeking in the constrictor enclosure, trying to spot her, when the kiddy pool began to move towards me with a repeated THUMP THUMP THUMP. I was mid-deposit, staring at this encroaching pool with increasing concern as it kept getting closer and closer.

With a final THUMP the pool was close enough I could see over the lip. Inside was a little, grumpy tortoise. I watched it lean back a little, tuck its head in, then bash the side of the pool with its shell, scooting the whole thing forward an inch or so. He kept moving the pool until it was up against my foot, then the tortoise just repeatedly bashed the side of the pool in rapid succession. When I got up to wash my hands, the tortoise changed directions to THUMP after me to the sink.

When I got out and told my friend, they said "Oh yeah, that's Ted. My parents probably haven't given him his salad and sun-time yet and he's cranky. We then took Ted out in the yard, fed him some leafy greens and fruit, and had a great afternoon.

I was with my teenage/childhood best friend at her fiancé’s family’s home for the week. It was me (18 at the time), my friend (19), her fiancé (25), his parents (50’s) his younger brother (19), his sister (30’s) and the sister’s son (9).

The first night I was there, I was in using the bathroom. Just as I was standing up I heard a strange noise coming from a cabinet in there and saw the 9 year old boy with the cabinet door cracked open watching me use the bathroom. He had this creepy smile on his face. I was shocked for a moment, told him to get out. He did, not saying a word just watching me with that same weird grin.

Over the next two days he repeatedly found ways to catch me when I was indisposed (showering, changing, in the bathroom, anything along those lines)… he did anything from peeking under doors to hiding in closets to putting things in doors so they didn’t fully lock to stealing a compact mirror from his mom and slipping it under my freaking door.

I had to start checking for him hiding in any room I was in and if I had to use a bathroom in the house that didn’t lock, had my friend stand guard.

I immediately told my friend and her fiancé after the first incident. When the boy did it again, her fiancé was p****d on my behalf and talked to his parents and his sister about it, but they didn’t seem surprised or bothered by that information. They just shrugged it off like it was a perfectly normal thing and said they would try to keep an eye on him. They didn’t.

The last straw was on the second night I found him in my room next to my bed watching me sleep and I knew fully well I’d locked my door. He never said a word. Just watched me with that same f*****g grin that honestly spooked me. I ended up sleeping on the floor in my friend and her fiancé’s room that night.

My friend told me that she found out the pervy little kid (or pre-vert, as we started calling him) had a track record of this with certain women. Apart from my friend, her fiancé and his younger brother everyone else in the house just acted like it was normal.

I ended up finding somewhere else to stay for night 3 then leaving the trip early. I couldn’t take it, couldn’t take being around that him with that stare, having to constantly be on guard and my privacy invaded. That little kid still creeps me out when the memory comes to mind.

Sleepover at my friend's. Family of 6, 2 adults and 4 kids, ran out of toilet paper. And though a 7-11 and several other stores were mere blocks away (gas stations, McDonald's to steal from), they employed the Family Towel, poop stains and all, tacked to the wall. I held my pee all night until I nearly got a kidney infection the next morning. I called my dad to get me as early in the morning as I could.

Edit: my highest ever voted comment and it's about the Hill Family Poop Towel 💩 my dad would've been so proud!

Met a nice couple at work, and they invited me and my fiance at the time for dinner.
The dinner was typical, but 2 more couples showed up as it ended, and they wanted us to stick around for.... other activities.
Apparently they thought the way to convince us to join their swingers group was to sneak up on us with it.
We politely declined.

Went to a friend's house. We came in and somebody started yelling and swearing at him from another room. For no reason and impromptu. Scary , threatening and abusive sounding. It was his dad and the dad didn't realize I was there. The kid was cool about it, just kind of, maybe we should just go for a walk. It was how cool the kid was that unnerved me. Just his day to day.

A long time ago I went to my weed dealer’s apartment to get some weed. He was a tough guy,
all tatted up, hung around some shady characters. I get there and he has two kittens he just adopted. One of the kittens takes a liking to me, so I’m in a room with these hard a*s tough guys, and while we’re passing this blunt around, I’m sitting in a lazy-boy chair, and this cat is sitting on my chest and kneading it’s paws into me and purring. It was the weirdest environment for this to be happening.

When I was about 10 my cousins and I were sleeping at my grandma's house in Oklahoma. My uncle Rick came home drunk and got loud so my grandma started yelling at him and hitting him with a rolled up magazine. My other uncle Cecil (who was only 4 years older than us) told us 3 kids to run out the back door and "hide at the creek 'cause Ricks a mean drunk!". It's about midnight and we run down to the creek and stand around looking at each other for about 10 minutes and then we walk back. We come in through the front door with muddy feet and leaves in our hair. Uncle Rick had already gone to bed (he wasn't mean at all). My grandma yells at us asking why we were outside? We say we were hiding at the creek. She says who told you to hide at the creek? We all point at Uncle Cecil who was in the corner laughing. She starts chasing him around the table and beating him with a magazine. He was hiding his face yelling "OW OW OW" like he was in pain but I could see he was still laughing. We all ran to the bedroom and jumped in bed and pulled the covers over our heads until it got quiet and we went to sleep.

When I was a kid I went over to a friend's house. At some point they went to have dinner. "They" meaning the whole family. I wasn't at any point asked to join them. So while they ate I sat in the living room and played on their Atari.

Stayed at my friend's house one time and found out her family only uses red light bulb in their house because an astrologer told them to do so.

not only the weirdest but also not my proudest. good friend of mine and i were just partying a lot and making bad decisions, drinking a lot, being very carefree about what we did and who we spent time with, a lot of things i don’t care to get into.

we drove three hours away to partake in our bad decisions. friend blacks out in the car. i’m struggling to get him to wake up. i was really worried about him at that point, he just wasn’t breathing very much and wasn’t responding to being punched or slapped or anything. eventually he does wake up kind of confused. i notice he has a headlight out and it’s dark, and he’s not good to drive and i don’t technically have a license. the risks seem to really outweigh the rewards of getting back home and crashing at his place. so we agreed that we should probably just get to the nearest hotel and book a room and go home in the morning after being sobered up.

we get to a gas station not even a mile away just to like go in, grab some gatorade or something and start looking up hotels.

this older woman we’ve never met walks up to our car and asks if we have a lighter. she’s obviously been crying. we give her a lighter and ask if she’s a local and if she knows where the closest hotel is cause we need to crash. she tells us she for sure could show us a hotel not far away cause her man just got mad at her and freaked out and went to this hotel for the night. we agreed.

then she suggested that we should save our money and we could crash at her place right behind the gas station. our inhibitions are pretty low and my friend looks at me and says “i’m not opposed to it” and at that point i only had $30 to my name which wouldn’t get us s**t and she seemed safe so i figured alright guess we are gonna check it out. she was a very sweet lady. i would never in a million years do that ever again.

we get to her house and she’s got the bed on the floor in the living room and keeps a cane or something against the door as that part of town is super dangerous and scares her without her boyfriend being there. she offers up the bed and takes the couch. she’s really cool and pretty harmless but definitely a heavy drinker. we were too so whatever. she gets drunk, we get pretty f****d up ourselves. she has a guitar that i played and she actually gave to me. she recorded me singing and even put it on her facebook. we taught her how to add us, how to use her cellphone because she didn’t know how to use messenger and she had a lot of messages she’d never checked, one in particular from her high school sweet heart so they started talking and she was grateful for that.

not long into the night she is on the couch basically trying to seduce us. lol. we told her we weren’t really interested in all of that, way too f****d up anyway for our plumbing to even work lol. we weren’t offended at all. we really did not have the capacity to care or be creeped out and we didn’t want her to feel embarrassed. she ends up saying something like “if i touch myself don’t y’all say s**t” and she then just passed out immediately and didn’t do anything lol.

we left, agreed that it was a strange night, but our adventures to this city were not over for awhile. every other weekend for probably three months after until my friend finally had the strength to treat his alcoholism in rehab which inevitably led me to rethinking my life decisions too. she wasn’t too handy with her phone but we did go to visit her again every time that we went to that city and stayed the night again a few more times. nothing weird ever happened again, she was lonely and always so thrilled to see us and we would take her for car rides (she didn’t have a car) and listen to music.

she eventually called us after we both cleaned up our acts and started trying to focus on work and not party asking why she hadn’t seen us in a couple months, said she had went to a homeless shelter briefly but inevitably ended up with that guy that she reconnected with and he had a nice place and they were doing well and that we should come see her nice new place and stay. we really weren’t in a position to go back. that was the last i ever heard from her. she never messaged back much on facebook to begin with, but i have tried to reach out a few times and not gotten answer. i just hope that she’s alive and well. very weird experience and but i think fondly of her.

At someone’s birthday party at her house. She divided us into groups and made us write songs about her.

When I was in college there was this redneck named Scott who lived w/his mother & was desperate to leave & move in w/me.

When I was helping him move put his Mom lit up a joint which I ignored.

Then she tried to grope my crotch.

"CAREFUL!" Scott shouted. "My Mom is a pervert!"

Over the years that is meme for me.

Went to a friend's house when I was around 10 yo to play with a couple of other friends. Her younger brother forgot to shut the baby gate when we went to the basement. As soon as we were all in the basement, her baby brother fell down the stairs while he was in his walker.

That's one of the scariest s**t I've ever seen. Back then, I was sure that he had died. Especially since it took a good 5 seconds before he started crying.

I remember when I was a kid, probably around 10 or so we went to friends of our family's for dinner. The husband and wife got into a very loud screaming match over whether to serve creamed corn or frozen corn. I'm talking in each other's faces and being shrilly loud.

Ten year old me was fascinated by how such a mundane object could arise such passions, and of course I wanted to see how it turned out but we were instead quickly ordered into the car and left.

Still never understand how corn caused such a disagreement. I found out later they got divorced

When I was 8 I slept over at a friends house. For dinner they had pancakes. Everyone ate together. After I put the syrup on my pancakes I was scolded by the dad for using too much syrup. I then noticed everyone at the table only put a tablespoon on their pancakes. After I ate the pancakes, they took my plate and tried to pour the unused syrup back into the container.

This happened years ago. I was really into this girl and trying to get on her good side. I can't remember why but we stopped by her house to get something. We walk in through the side door and I noticed that all the lights were off. This was unusual since I thought I saw her dad's car in the driveway.

I stare into the kitchen and I see candles lit all romantic like. I grab her and say, "We gotta leave right now." She is annoyed and asks why. Just then, on cue, her dad's girlfriend lets out the loudest moan from upstairs. She grabs my arm and shudders in horror and we leave.

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I went to one of my best friend's girl friend's house for some R&R. She was always a dominant person who humiliates this guy, all the time. I never said anything of course. But his family and other friends always did.

Haha. He decides to break up with her suddenly the day I was there.

1. She cut his SUV's tyre
2. Set fire on it using kerosene.
3. He tried to stop her and her dog bit his stomach.
4. I ran into the house to bring the fire extinguisher and her mom fought with me thinking something else was going on.
5. Managed to kick her dog away, put the fire out and drive off with my friend, straight to the hospital, with one wheel that with a badly cut tyre, no air.

Thinking of it, what the bloody hell is wrong with people?

This one time I was at my ex GFs (gf during that time) and we weren't doing very well in the relationship. We were in the driveway talking and we ended up sitting in her car while we talked about how the relationship wasn't the same as before and how we weren't really feeling like it was going anywhere, the regular talk before a breakup. It was pretty tense and kinda sad. We noticed that the bathroom window was on, so we lowered our voices as we didn't want her family to hear us talking about breaking up. She was about to cry when we heard a massive, compressed fart echo through the confines of the procelain toilet. The atmosphere changed entirely, we tried not to laugh but it was impossible not to. Her mom called her with doubt as she asked her name. We rushed the hell out of the car and proceeded to laugh our butts off. That day, whatever her mom ate before laying the log saved our relationship, we didn't break up until a few months later.

One time I went to a sleepover when I was 12 and the mom was there the whole time. I don't just mean in the house doing her own thing, I mean she had a sleeping bag out on the living room floor with all of us. Most awkward sleepover I've ever been to. Worst part is the girl didn't even think it was weird. Also we have to go to bed at 8:00, so there's that.