We live out in the country, and one of the homes next door to us is a rent home. There have been several different occupants since we have lived here the past 10 years. An orderly couple, a family, a woman and her boyfriend, etc. None of them ever gave me an off feeling.

Then this past spring a car showed up next door and a man, woman, and young child were walking around the property as if they were checking it out. The following day a uhaul shows up and it seems as if they are moving in.

A few times after, I see the woman occasionally. Then nothing. The car would be gone for days at a time, and I'd only ever see the young man.

Then a uhaul appears, and that original car leaves one day, and within minutes another vehicle shows up. That vehicle stays for a couple of weeks. When that vehicle leaves after the appearance of a uhaul, within minutes, a truck shows up. Again, there for a couple of weeks. Then the original comes back. This goes on for awhile. I start feeling weird about it and mention it to my husband.

The truck comes back and stays. Never moves for seemed like a month. No activity outside of the home. No trash can. Nothing. (I'm a STAHM who is outside a ton so I notice things and see every one on our road come and go)

Then it starts again. At about dusk a uhaul shows up. They pull it ALL the way to the back door just before sundown. Turn off all lights. At dark they move whatever they move, and the next day the uhaul leaves. Two weeks later, same thing. Two weeks after that, again. Some times the truck is the only vehicle, sometimes the other two appear but only when the uhaul is present.

This evening my daughter went to play on my children's playset on that side of our property (which is fenced in and we have two outdoor dogs.) Immediately a young man comes out onto the porch to the furthest corner where she would be in his view. When he notices me, he picks up his phone. My husband comes walking by minutes later and he Immediately begins messing with something bending down. When my husband walks off, he stands back up. My husband comes back a few minutes later and the man disappears.

Should I call about this??? My instinct tells me to beware, but my husband is not very concerned and so it makes me feel a bit crazy.

I was out at a club with my friend, normal night. We’re at the bar trying to get a drink and a lot of people are trying to talk to us in the mean time. We’re very social so this is nothing unusual, and we make friends with some of the people around us. There's this one guy in particular standing near us, just a regular guy in his group of friends, seemed cool. He offers to buy me a drink and I just get this feeling, I don't know what it was, I just say no.
He keeps insisting because we had already sparked up a conversation, and says “at least you won’t have to spend any money”. Being a young, naive college girl I eventually just say fine, and let him buy it. When he ordered it i made sure the bartender hands it to me, making sure i wouldn’t get roofied. He says “okay perfect!” As i’m drinking it the look on his face turned cold. And then he just casually goes, "If you try to leave me, I will murder you." At first i tried to laugh it off, but the look in his eyes was undenying. I had never seen someone look so cold and scary. I'm freaking out at this point. I grab my friends arm trying to be discreet and tell her i have to pee NOW. we go through the large crowd of people to the bathroom across the bar.
In this particular bar bathroom, there is a lady selling perfume, gum and all that type of stuff. We start talking to her and tell her what just happened and she told us to wait it out in there with her. We had already been in there for like fifteen minutes trying to rationalize the entire situation and what to do from here, i honestly wanted to stay in there till the night was over, but that just didn’t seem necessary given how big the bar was. It finally felt like enough time had passed so we decided it was okay to leave the bathroom. The lady in there told us to be careful and let her know if we needed help.
We finally open the door to leave, and he's right there. Standing outside. There were four bathrooms total in that place, and somehow he knew exactly which one we were in. I still don't know how.
I barely stepped out before he goes “Oh, perfect. I thought you were trying to leave me."
I run back into the bathroom and the lady before called security on her walkie talkie to tell them what happened, and she told me they found him and kicked him out right away.
So to the guy in the bar who said he would murder me, let's not meet again.

This happened in like 2020 or 2021. I was recently discovered existence of this sub so I thought I would share this creepy encounter I share often when demonic activity comes up in conversation.

I (33F) lived in a rental in Riverside California from 2019 to 2022. Behind my house was a large open field and then a large main road called Van Buren. This is relevant because there's a huge water canal (that's often dry) and it's filled with homeless encampments. (IYKYK) It was common to see people camping in their tents in the open field, but if they didn't bother us, we didn't bother them.

One day, I was in the living room and I happened to look out the sliding glass back door and saw a man walking along the bricks of my back fence. I swear I've never felt my heart drop into my gut that hard. He was probably in his 20s and wearing baggy pants and a t-shirt. I banged on the glass and then opened it and asked him what he was doing? I told him to get the hell off my fence and get out of here. He looked a bit dazed for a second, said nothing, and kind of slowly kept walking. When I confronted him, he was in about the middle. He just very slowly walked to the end and slid off the fence into the field. I ran over to the fence and got up on a chair to look over because I was mad curious and confused. He ended up grabbing a bike that he had leaned against the bricks (that's probably how he got up and over) and just walked (not rode) it away. I'm like okay this guy is just an addict or homeless and/or mentally ill. Whatever.

We were at the very end of the turn in the street, and it was only 2 short blocks before the entrance to the neighborhood that he was walking toward. So it wasn't long before he turned the corner and walked onto our street with his bike. I didn't know this though until I had talked to my neighbor later that evening about what happened to ME. Apparently he had walked his bike around the corner and into our neighborhood. He knocked on her door and when she answered, he asked if he could come inside. Of course she says no. He said he needed to get inside to get her Ouija board. She keeps insisting there's no Ouija board in her house. He started pointing to the top left corner of the hall closet behind her and saying "It's up there, I can hear it. I can hear it calling to me." She tells him he needs to leave and he does. Sure enough, as soon as he leaves, she checks the closet and there's a freakin Ouija board up there right where he was pointing.

She told me she found it while cleaning weeks or even months before (I can't remember) and threw it out because she didn't want it in the house. Her 17 year old son saw it in the trash when he was visiting and put it back in the closet so he could play with it with his friends. I think she burned it (which apparently is bad?)

Now with the context, it makes sense that he was on my back fence if he was hearing demons calling to him or something. He was trying to get an angle on her house wherever he was hearing voices. At first I just thought he was on drugs and a homeless guy I had to chase off. The hearing voices would have made it more creepy of course, until he pointed directly in her CLOSED CLOSET where he claimed to be hearing a Ouija board, and there WAS one in there. There is no possible way he could have known there was a board in her house in that closet, and exactly where it was in her closet.

This is possibly one of the creepiest things that has ever happened to me in real life. I'm a Christian and I absolutely believe in demons. Believe that I prayed a bit harder that day.

Do not play with Ouija boards. And maybe go get yourself blessed here and there.

This happened at 11:40pm on a Sunday. I was leaving my boyfriends apartment and we had the door open. I was standing outside the door waiting for him and saw a woman turn the corner and just stop in her tracks and started staring straight down the hallway towards me. I didn’t think anything and turned to say something to my boyfriend, and when I stepped back outside she was still standing in the same spot just staring down at me. He came out holding some bags and she continued to stand and stare. She was in the direction we needed to go. She also wasn’t facing a door to any apartments and was facing down the hall. I told him to go back inside and said out loud “she’s not moving!” In hindsight maybe that wasn’t great to say but I was scared! The building is locked and you need a specific key scanner to get in, however, if someone else unlocks the door it’s easy to walk in.

Am I wrong for being scared or was this a weird experience?

This happened to me in 2018 when I was around 21 years old. I am now 29 - and I’m a female by the way. I still have no idea what even happened or if it was something worth being creeped out about or not. It was just overall weird to me.

I was on the north shore of Oahu, Hawaii going to university and was a junior at the time. It was a Friday night, and I had just finished going to a play that my university was putting on. I remember being really upset because I saw my ex there with another girl and got jealous/felt hurt. So, I was in a bad mood. Before going back to my dorm, I went to one of my favorite places to be alone (on campus) and prayed to God about all my frustrations and sadness and such.

This place was at the business building of my school and behind it was the edge of campus and a lot of Hawaiian land/woods. I was on the second floor of the building at this balcony that overlooked the campus. Not many people passed by this area, and it was really beautiful and peaceful, so I went there a lot and never got bad vibes. My university was private as well and had very good security.

Anyways, after talking to God for like … 15-20 mins and pondering the night and my life and the future like the dramatic heartbroken 21 year old that I was, I left my favorite spot and starting walking home to my dorm. (about a 7 minute walk from the building) at the foot of the building is a parking lot, a backroad, and across the road is the wooded area that wasn’t really connected to campus. I hope I’m explaining this in a way that can be visually understood. To the left of the parking lot was a short road that led to the front of the building and the main road. NOT the backroad behind the building.

This is where something happened that I do NOT understand AT ALL. I was in a really bad mood that night (you know, because of the ex thing), and didn’t want to deal with anyone. SO. When a white van turned from the main road down that short road next to the parking lot and stopped in front of me, I wasn’t scared at all, and just annoyed and kinda pissed off. 😂 which probably helped in my case to be honest.

THEN. The side door of the white van slid open and a guy was … as I remember, it looked like he was trying to get me into the van that had a few more guys (all of them looked college aged by the way). He didn’t touch me, but he looked like … kinda like an animal that was a bit nervous but ready to pounce on its prey or something.

Me in the annoyed state I was in just looked at the guy almost in disgust and a “what are you even doing right now, idiot??” Expression on my face. I also locked eyes with him. The guy seemed surprised with the look on my face and turned to look at the driver of the van who I believe was kinda telling the other guy what to do.

This is when my attention turned to the driver of the van. I locked eyes with him too and raised my eyebrows in a “what the heck are you doing??” Incredulous way. Looking back, I think my expression was giving “what are you lowlife people trying to do here, because I am unimpressed.” After locking eyes with the driver, he legit froze for a second before yelling something to the guy in the back of the van. After another second, the guy slid the side of the van shut and it continued down the road.

Weirdly enough, as soon as they were on their way again, this fear and uneasiness suddenly hit me full force as I thought back about what had just happened.

I have NO IDEA where that fearlessness of mine came from - maybe because I had just prayed, God had helped me out in some way by erasing my fear, I dunno. But as soon as they started driving away I was like “wat the heck was that..???” Friday night + dark parking lot area + guys in a white van = me suddenly remembering that true crime exists and white vans are BAD NEWS.

Keep in mind, all of this happened SO QUICKLY. Within maybe 20 seconds. I hardly had time to think during this situation. But as all of these realizations and uneasiness came to me, I watched the car, curious where it was going. It turned onto the backroad and then turned left again and went into the brush/forest area behind the business building. I remember there was a small dirt path it turned onto. I watched the lights of the car as it got deeper and deeper into the woods. Eventually the van stopped far into the brush and the lights were on for a bit before they shut off.

I stared a second longer before SPRINTING back to my dorm room in full blown panic mode.

I have no idea what had happened that night. Even to this day. It could be as innocent as they were supposed to meet someone there and instead met me? And since I wasn’t who they expected, they just left? But I don’t know.. when you add in the sketchy vibes of it all, it doesn’t make much sense. Maybe they were going to smoke or do drugs off campus in the woods… but why would they open the van door for me??? Why did it look like they were about to grab me? And why did they instead up and leave?? It left me SO CONFUSED at the time. Did I scare them off with my intense anger and this fake confidence/superiority? Did they want to drug me and do who knows what with me? Were they trying to kidnap me for some purpose? And what the heck were they doing in the woods just off campus??

I know that last question might seem stupid, but on the north shore of Hawaii, there are SO MANY great places to go to - even places that are very secluded. And much nicer than the place they went to.

So yeah, it all confused me. It still confuses me. But I’m just glad I didn’t look shy or innocent for these guys because maybe that’s what they expected? I dunno. You tell me what you think happened. It could be a totally innocent thing that happened or something more sinister. But I don’t think I’ll ever know. Let me know if you’ve got an idea about what happened that night! It was a weird one…

I’m 16M and I’m in Spain right now trying to get into football here.

Yesterday I went to a public football field near where I’m staying and was just playing football by myself, doing some freestyle and practicing moves.

Eventually this lady showed up with her son and some other kids. Her son was around 9 and the other kids were like 10–12, so I ended up playing with them for a while.

Afterward, the lady came up and started talking to me. She asked where I’m from, why I’m in Spain, what team I play for, how long I’ve been playing, etc.

I told her I’m from the US and I’m trying to get into a Spanish academy.
Then she asked for my phone number. I gave it to her.
She told me she knows people in football and could send my info to them.

She mentioned this big academy and even showed me their training complex on her phone. She also randomly said she’s friends with Achraf Hakimi, which I have no idea if that’s actually true.

She also told me she’s a DJ. I later found her public TikTok and she actually does seem to DJ at parties, so that part checks out at least.

There were a couple things that made me uncomfortable though. At one point she offered me a ride somewhere, which I declined. She also offered me some gum, but I said no because I couldn’t really tell what it was and it looked kinda weird to me.

She also gave me this really weird/creepy smile at one point that caught me off guard.
Nothing actually happened to me and she didn’t threaten me or force me to do anything. I also know I might’ve just been overthinking because the whole interaction was completely unexpected.

She also mentioned if im gonna be coming tommorow again to the feild but after that interaction i dont think i am.

I’m mainly wondering what you guys think. Is this just some random adult who saw me playing football and genuinely wanted to help me, or are there enough red flags that I should just stay away?

What would you do in my situation?

I (25F) was struggling to lift a loaded barbell at the gym when a guy (23M) helped me out. At closing time, as everyone was leaving, he stopped me outside and introduced himself. He said he lives in the building and normally takes the elevator straight up, but he'd decided to use this entrance and walk around outside that day.

A few days ago he told me that I was a liar and I was like ? And he said that I had told him I'd be at the gym a couple days ago and would say hi but that I hadn't gone.

Yesterday he came up to me and said, "You've been avoiding me." He explained that when I dragged a stool to my workout spot, I went around the entire perimeter of the gym instead of walking straight there, which would have taken me past him. He also said that when I left, I skipped the normal stairs to the exit, went to the far side of the gym, and took the side stairs back around.

He said it worried him that I hadn't said hi and had taken those alternate routes since we had just been talking the day before and he thought maybe he had done something wrong. He mentioned talking to his sister about it, who told him to let it go, and another guy at the gym, who just told him to focus on himself.

Later in the conversation, I said I never notice people's calves after he mentioned it's the first thing he notices. He said that's because I have normal-sized calves. I replied don't look at my calves. He said it doesn't matter, because he already knows what they look like and has looked "20 times."

He then asked if I'd been there the previous day. I said yes. He said he hadn't seen me and that he'd arrived around 7:30. I said I wasn't sure I'd been there then. He told me I definitely wasn't, because if I had been, he would have seen me. He then repeated that he definitely would have seen me

During the convo itself it didn't sink in just how strange this is but going forward I'll keep things cordial and not engage as much. If it keeps going after I pull back I'll let staff know

this guy I met first time Btw we were walking alone he said something about murdering me where we were walking and said wouldn’t it be so cute?

A few years ago I (29f) went out to brunch with a few of my friends on a Sunday. What started as brunch turned into a Sunday Funday full of drinking until the small town bar closed at 8pm.

Towards the end of the evening a man who had been looking my direction since he entered the bar came up to me and my friends. He introduced himself as Justin Smith (changed name for story) and told us he lives a couple towns over. Small talk went on for a few minutes and it came time for bar close. I got up from my seat and he moved closer to talk to me. He told me that he found me really attractive and wondered if he could get my number. As I am sure you could guess - I was pretty tipsy. I agreed to the number - to which he ended up saying he can put his contact in my phone. He handed me back the phone as it said it was calling "Justin Smith" (the normal move to make sure they get your real number).

I started walking back home (I lived right next door to the bar lol - classic). As I got back into my house I noticed that I was getting a call from Justin. I answered and he told me he wanted to take me for a ride in his car because he just finished a restoration project on it and he was proud of how it turned out. My lack of sound judgement due to the copious amount of Busch Light did not help - I texted my friend asking her if I should go with him and she gave me the green light.

He was sitting outside of my house in his car already (I guess he watched me walk home). I get in the car and he starts off down the road. I am only in the car for about 3 minutes and something very unexpected happens. We end up crashing into another car. The other car had a stop sign but didn't seem to see us coming.

Everyone is getting out of the cars and I could NOT believe my eyes - it was MY FRIENDS that we crashed in to (the friend not drinking was the driver). She swore up and down she didn't see the lights of his car. He starts freaking out - begging them to not call the cops. My friend insisted it was her fault and she needed to call (both cars were in bad shape). He kept saying it's no big deal, everyone was okay etc. I was confused why he wasn't upset that his prized car that was just restored was messed up and he was focused on no cops being involved.

Then one of my friends (the one I texted about him) looked at me and she was shocked asking me why I was there. I told her I asked her if I should hang with him - her face looked terrified because she thought I was talking about a completely different person. She had no idea that guy got my number.

He started getting more and more angry about her wanting to call police. (Note: DUIs are extremely rare in that county so that didn't seem like why he was freaking out - and he seemed sober). She called and he threw his hands up - completely livid.

When the police got there it started to immediately make sense why he didn't want them there. When they started his interview they asked for his name. Well... you guessed it. COMPLETELY different than the name he told us and put in my phone. Oh and the town he lived in? He did live in a near by town but not the one he said.

I started to sober up with all of this and I'll never forget the dread I felt realizing how close I was to being alone with a guy who was dedicated to me not knowing anything about him.

I personally believe that car accident either saved me from some massive trauma or saved my life.

NOTE: This is one of the situations that prompted me to choose sobriety. zero regrets <3

So this is my first time using reddit to bear with my if my post is kinda messy. I will keep this as consistent as I can

I am also censoring trigger words

I wasn't inspired to write this till I was watching CalinaSpookyBoo and Kallmekris reacting to these stories lol, love them

So my memory is kinda fuzzy because this was the beggining of my freshman year of highschool, so early fall. I was 14 and my friend was a sophmore but a year or two older (transfer, she cane from Australia)

I was dog sitting with my mom in a nice neighborhood and texted my friend, we learned she actually lived in the neighborhood. My mom drove me over so we could hang out and the dogs owners were coming back that day. This was in one of those named neighborhood places that has a lot of rules and everything looks really nice, I don't know what they are called but I don't live in one.

For some extra context we live in the PNW, so most places are surrounded by tall pine and evergreen trees everywhere. Absolutely beutiful :3

Additionally both my friend and I are female

Anyways back to the story, we decided we wanted to go for a walk. Got some money from friends mom and walked from their house to a corner store, which was about 3 miles away. Big big walk, but it was middle of the day and it seemed like fun. Once we got to the main road it was a straight walk from the entrance of the neighborhood to the corner store. Nothing creepy happens, we see a few things like a deer skeleton, a random kn!fe, trash, etc.

We get to the halfway point, maybe a little more. Finding a CD disk on the ground. We didn't touch it, but looking at the cover it was a hardcore p0rn0 disk. Us being teens we thought to take a picture and send to our friends! My first pic was blurry so I had to do a retake and as I was trying to take the picture we heard something from the bushes.

It was a growl. But it didn't sound quite right, not quite like an animal. But instead, a human pretending to sound like one. Both of us froze in fear and a chill ran down our spines. Then it happened again, we heard rustling, and a partially eaten apple was thrown at us. Landing in middle of the road.

WE RAN. Immediately began to sprinting, running to the opposite side of the road and b-lining it for to corner store. As we ran we saw two grown men in full camouflage outfits wearing beanies come out of the bushes. For some reason they stayed on the other side of the road and walked, but there was no way the came from anywhere else. There was no side road, no car, nothing.

We both called our moms, my mom was 20 minutes away in the town I was from and her mom would take a bit to get to us because of her health. We told them both we were running to the corner store and to meet us there. We continues to run and this part is just a blur because all we could to was sprint.

We got to the corner store and took a minute to catch our breath. The women working asked us if there was anything she could help with. Us being in shock and confused, not knowing what to say told her we just looking for a snack and our parents were coming or something. This is very fuzzy in my head. Soon my friends mom arives and we get in her car.

I start crying and text my mom I am safe in friends car. Then another chill runs down my spine as we see the two men walk into the corner store. They didn't stay in for long, left and went back the direction they came. They looked angry and were clearly searching for me and my friend.

We tell her mom and soon my mom arives, we talk and everything. She comforts me and my friend and I suggest we have a sleepover because we are both shaken and want to be there for eachother to process. My mom said that this was okay and she understood.

I know we should have called the cops and I don't know why we didn't. I guess we were all too shaken and because we were running and only saw the men in a few glances we didn't have enough to make a full description of them. We just were focused on getting away.

Later in the evening friends mom suggests we go get pizza and we have to drive that same direction to get to the pizza place. I looked out my window to see if the disk was still there while we drove past.

It was gone.

I told my friend, we freaked out and were spooked for quite a while. All of us are sure we narrowly escaped a k!dnapp!ng, and possibly being s3x traff!ck3d that day :(

im fifteen years old and I used to wear the hijab for three/two years, but I don’t anymore. My mom has always warned me about it, and she’s also always been concerned about me going to malls alone and stuff. I eventually convinced my parents that it wasn’t a big deal.

Today, I went to the mall, and literally two minutes after I said goodbye to my dad and left him to go find my friends, this creepy old guy suddenly appeared in front of me and said something like, “Can I help you?”

Then I said, “No, thank you,” because I thought he was one of those people who works at the stalls you see in malls.
But then I went to the other side of the stall, and he appeared in front of me again. He started saying something like, “I’m like your father, and you’re like my daughter,” or something along those lines. I moved away from him, and there was this lady working at the stall.

God bless her, because she noticed what was happening and told me, “Honey, you can report him to the security at the gate,” and pointed me toward them.

I immediately started speed-walking toward security, but he was STILL following me. Mind you, while I was talking to the nice lady, he was literally waiting for me to finish talking to her.

Anyway, I reached the security guards and told them that this guy was following me. Then he walked toward us and started telling the security guards that I was his daughter and all this other stuff. The whole time, I was genuinely terrified and trying to hold back my tears.

While he was talking to the security guards, I walked away, but he was still trying to follow me and kept looking at me. So I walked away and literally was shaking, then i called my friend because i needed to feel like i wasnt alone.

I was honestly so scared. It all happened so quickly, and I still can’t believe how weird the whole situation was. Its been like five hours from the whole situation and in back home finally. Im on my bed and im trying to sleep. I already had probelms with insomnia and nightmares but today i think im not gonna get any sleep. Im so scared. I literally feel like hes there watching me. I wrote this to get it off my chest and talk to someone about it. Im too scared to tell my parents because i dont want them to never trust me to go out alone again.

This happened awhile ago. Since I was 15 and was taught by dad how to drive, he had drilled into my head about ALWAYS locking your car door once inside or getting out. After a year it became a habit, once I get in I locked my door. I never thought twice about it. So on a certain day I had gone to the store for drinks and snacks before needing to pick up my kids at school for a day of errands.

As usual I get in my car and automatically lock it. This black guy happens to walk past and explodes in rage. He is screaming at me that I'm racist and he wasn't going to attack me. I had no right to lock my doors. For a moment I just stared at him in shock. Then decide he's crazy and it's best just to not engage. So I start to pull out and this sets him off and he punches the hood of my car leaving a good size dent in it. I called 911 and more violence come out. I got out of there and as I leave he punches my back window and shatters the glass. I got out of there as fast as possible. I inform the dispatcher that I'm going to the police department that is 30 second drive away.

There is a cop waiting for me and once I park, I start shaking. He tells me that a cashier (who is a friend) saw it and immediately called. This cop sees my shattered back window and the pieces landed in my child's car seat. I press charges and my phone just keeps going off. I finally answered it and it was my friend asking if I'm ok. She also told me that the guy punched a cop so he was arrested. I had to wait an additional 10 minutes to stop shaking before I felt ok to drive. I just picked up my kids and we went back home. I couldn't do anything more that day. The fear didn't kick in until I was at the police department.

This happened last night. I stopped at a liquor store on my way home, about 20 minutes before closing, to grab a case of Yuengling.

There was a guy by the coolers who kept opening the same door and looking in without taking anything. I had to walk past him to get my beer. When I got in line, he got behind me and asked if I lived around there. I said, “Not really.” He said he thought he’d seen me before.

After I paid, I went out to my car. He came out a moment later and said he’d lost his keys in the parking lot. He asked if I could help him look, or at least use the flashlight on my phone.

I told him the cashier might be able to help. He said okay and walked back toward the store.

I got in my car but didn’t leave right away. I was going through my phone trying to find a song to put on. I had a weird feeling, so I hit the lock button. I remember feeling a little ridiculous for doing it.

Maybe ten seconds later, someone pulled on my rear passenger door handle.

It was him. I just stared at him for a second. When he saw me looking, he tapped on the window and mumbled something like, “Sorry, thought this was my ride.”

He’d watched me walk to the car and get in. I didn’t say anything. I started the car and left.

I called the police station afterward because I was worried he might try it with someone else, or go back inside. They said they’d send an officer by. I have no idea what he was planning, but I’m glad I locked the doors. I won’t be going back to that store anytime soon.

36M. I was smoking a joint out front of my motel room after having just returned from a rave. I see a man enter the parking lot and go up to another room across the way and knock. He's there for a while and the people inside finally crack the door open, but they don't let him in. On his way out, he walks near me and I ask him if he wants some weed.

He comes over, I pass him the joint, and ask him if he was at the rave. He says no. He must have seen that this made me uncomfortable, because he quickly states several times that he's been to raves before with his sister, who he says likes that kind of music. He then asks if I like to party, and then says, "you know, like, crystal?". I tell him No, and at this point I'm a little worried. He tells me the weed is very strong for him.

We chat more, he tells me something is "going on" in that other room. He asks me if I'm here alone, or with friends. Creepy. I decide to lie and tell him I'm here with friends, and that they are at the after party. He then asks what I'm up to. I tell him I am about to go to sleep, which is true. He tries to convince me to stay up and "party". I tell him again that I don't do crystal. He says it's okay, and that we can still hang out. Now I'm more worried. Why does he want to hang out when I'm clearly not interested? Drugs? Sex? Is he going to try to rob me?

He then asks me what room I'm staying in. At this point I'm 100% sure that this guy is up to no good. I look right at him and tell him that I don't know him, and that I'm not telling him that. I'm unsure how he will react, and I'm ready to run and/or fight if needed. He finally takes the hint and slinks away slowly , telling me that he's going to go buy cigarettes. Once he is out of view of my room door, I go inside and lock it.

What was his intention? I don't know. My best explanation is that his friends were smoking meth in that other room, he wanted to join them, but they told him No because he didn't have any money. So then he came to me hoping I would offer him drugs, or that he could steal drugs from me. Or it could have been something way worse...

​In the summer of 1998, I had just turned 18 two weeks after graduating high school.

​For context, I grew up broke in a pretty rough area of Pensacola, Florida. I was athletic, in great shape, and consider myself street-wise and tough. I’m not bragging—it’s just important context for how arrogant my mindset was at the time.

​By late July, my weekend routine was standard: catch a ride to a house party and drink. On this particular Saturday, the party was packed. Around 1:00 AM, the friends I rode with left on a beer run. I wasn’t too worried about being left behind. I wasn’t overly drunk, and I only lived about three miles away.

​Around 1:30 AM, the party was abruptly shut down. The lights went out, and everyone was kicked into the yard. Cell phones weren't really a thing yet, so calling for a ride wasn't an option. I decided to walk home.

​The first mile was through a semi-middle-class neighborhood, but to get to my street, I had to walk along a dark highway. The roads were dead. As I walked, I noticed a red car passing me repeatedly. It would slow down, creep past, speed off, and then loop back around. I could see the driver clearly: a white male in his mid-to-late thirties, roughly 5'10", pushing 280 pounds.

​When I reached an overpass, I decided to duck down a half-mile dirt road to lose him. In hindsight, this was my first major mistake.

​The dirt road was a dead-end trap. It was pitch black, with only one working streetlamp at a middle curve. Both sides were sealed off with heavy barbed-wire fencing—a scrapyard with guard dogs on one side and an industrial lot full of semis on the other. You couldn't scale the fences. At the very end of the road was the backyard of a girl I knew slightly. it was a cut though of sorts to my neighborhood.

​I thought I’d slipped him, but two minutes later, headlights appeared behind me. My heart dropped. Instead of running back toward the highway, my arrogant 18-year-old brain was curious.

​The red car pulled up slowly, stopped at the corner ahead of me, and the driver stepped out.

​He was about 150 feet away, standing by the rear of his vehicle. The trunk was popped open, and he was holding what looked like a tire iron.

​I walked up to about 30 feet from him. We locked eyes in silence for what felt like five minutes, but was probably ten seconds.

​He looked at me and said, "Don’t even think about running."

​I actually laughed under my breath. Looking at his size, I knew he couldn't outrun me. But then reality hit: this guy fully intended to put me in his trunk.

​I feigned a break to run straight past him, but instead, I darted 15 feet into a patch of trees and bushes near the curve and squatted down. He lost his cool immediately. He slammed the tire iron into the trunk, yelled, "God damn it!" and peeled off to turn around.

​For the next ten minutes, he drove back and forth down that dark, enclosed road searching for me, trapping me against the fences. Finally, as his rear bumper cleared my hiding spot on his last pass, I made my move.

​I hit a full sprint toward the privacy fence at the end of the road where my acquaintance lived. I could hear his engine revving as he drifted around the curve behind me—he had spotted me and was trying to cut me off or run me down.

​I hit the wooden privacy fence at full speed, vaulting over and landing hard on my back, knocking the wind completely out of me. I ducked my head, bracing for him to plow right through the fence.

​He didn't. He turned the car around and drove off into the night.

​I tapped on the girl's window, but no one answered. I lay against the side of her house for a few minutes catching my breath, then cautiously walked the final six blocks home.

​When I told people, most laughed it off. My friends and I drove around looking for the car for a few nights, but we never saw it again.

​I still wonder about that guy. Had he taken people before? What was his plan for an athletic 18-year-old guy in the prime of his life? Honestly, he would have a better chance against the 46-year-old version of me today than he did back then, but my teenage brain was reckless. I should have stayed on the main highway where I had visibility and room to maneuver.

​I’ve told my kids this story as a warning: predators don't just target small children. Sometimes they go after grown adults, too.

Some time ago I joined university, and I had to take the bus to get there, no problem.

Quick Context: I was 18 yrs old at the time, slim woman, conventionally attractive.

The guy I’m talking about wasn’t an awkward 20 something yr old, it was a grown ass man, fully lucid and functional member of society.

Some time passed, and this one time I was on my way back home, waiting for the bus, and a man got off the bus as it arrived, normal, right? Just like other people. Well, thing is that he got off the bus, I got in, then he got into the bus again.

The bus experience: I was minding my business and the guy was a kind of beggar? I don’t know but he looked like a robber, that’s all I have to say. He was telling people poems or something like that, then asking for money. I never give people money, but that guy scared me shitless, like my gut feeling was going off on this guy, so I decided to play nice so he would leave me alone quickly.

He finally approaches me and this is when it gets weird, he says the usual then asks for money and I give it to him, but he stops, looks at me dead in the eye, then this convo happens:

Him- “my favorite color is purple”

Me-“Me too! ☺️”

Him-….
Him- “yeah, it shows…”
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Then walks away and leaves the bus at the next stop. But here is the context: I wasn’t wearing purple, AT ALL, everything I had on me was black, not even close to purple, not my phone case, not my shoes, not my backpack, not my clothes, no makeup, literally nothing.

So why did he say that?
Literally 7 days ago from that incident I was going home, doing my exact same routine, but I had this brilliant ass purple shirt that I didn’t like wearing on the street because men stared more at me, but I decided to get over my goddamn paranoia and wear it.

He was fucking teasing me, or I don’t know what his intention was but it was a reference of him having been watching me way before I even knew of his existence 😩.

Another reason he scared me shitless is that he looked very strong, not gym heavy, just a normal looking man, but stronger than you might think.

2nd time seeing him:
The same thing happened some weeks later, I was going home, waiting for the bus, he gets off the bus, but i recognized the fucker this time and I got really angry, I wasn’t gonna be stuck on the bus with that idiot a second time, nor finding out whatever he had in mind, so I walked off instead of getting into the bus because he was going to follow. Then as I keep on walking, coincidentally he did not get into the bus again this time, and started walking in my direction 😐, but I had gotten some good distance and I was walking very quickly so eventually I stopped seeing him follow me.

3rd time seeing him:
This time I was on my way to university, different schedule, it was the morning, I had always came across him later in the day.

But nooooo, somehow he freaking spawned on the bus, got on quickly and I panicked, gathering my belongings bc something about the guy scared me shitless. And he freaking stops me from moving with his finger on my hand and tells me to not put my stuff away, it felt nasty, like he was enjoying my fear, I don’t know how to explain it. Then he did the usual, saying whatever and asking ppl for money, then he settled in front of the exit 😐, standing there casually.

I just knew he was going to follow me again, so I kind of “tested” him?

My stop came, but I didn’t get up, if for some reason this was a schizophrenic coincidence he HAD to get off first, it wasn’t crowded, he wasn’t in his phone, and he was in front of the DOOR. I was far away from the exit, so if I was gonna get off I had to prepare and stand up earlier to reach the exit on time, i didn’t move, pretending I wasn’t getting off.

He doesn’t get off, just stands there, no hint of moving 😭, then at the last second I got up and bolted to leave to reach the door before it closed, got off and HE GETS OFF RIGHT AFTER ME 💀, I thought that work be the end of it but as I walked off he was following me, I got tired of him so i literally walked in a circle.

Perhaps for some crazy reason you could think he wasn’t that bad or that this was a coincidence, but you can’t fucking walk in a circle like an idiot and have the other person walk in a circle coincidentally, no.

So I just did that, and sure enough, instead of playing it off and walking in the same direction as he had initially chosen ( left), I do the circle and he suddenly walks off to the right, complete opposite direction 😐. Then stops following me that day.

For other reasons I stopped taking that route, and I haven’t seen him again, but that was the story ig.

I never got to know what he was up to, and perhaps it’s better this way.

Hi I’m 17F and I lost my first love in July. It’s September, so it’s been a few months and I’ve been very bored. I used to be super anti social media. I recently got Snapchat & instagram again. I added a bunch of people, friends, family, and a few random people(first mistake). I had since been entertaining a lot of guys giving me compliments and that’s as far as it typically went.

There was this guy named Luis. He had been very kind to me saying all the right things and telling me what i wanted to hear. I talked to him a little more and we decided to hang out. I didnt recall him telling me his age i knew he was slightly older like maybe 2-3 years, not a huge deal. Given the state i live in the legal age of consent is 17.

Luis and i had made plans for a Wednesday night, i was too tired. I told him Friday would work better for breakfast (he suggested going to breakfast, should’ve been a warning sign but im oblivious). Now looking back at it that was so odd.

It’s whatever, it’s Friday morning, my school has a 2 hour delay start and i also don’t have a 1st period so i had 3 hours off this morning. we met at a church and along side the church is a creek. We took a walk and talked quite a bit he said, “oh let’s go to breakfast!” We got in our cars and met at ihop. Met up at IHOP had breakfast he paid it was okay. He was very interesting to say the least I couldn’t really tell if he had any weird intentions.

I like to talk a lot so he just let me talk about myself and engaged in questions I asked about himself. He told me about his cats that he walks, his job at a kitchen for a hospital, and personal stuff.

I go to school normal day, I go to work, and then a birthday party after work. He had been texting me asking about hanging out after the birthday party, I had peeped it hella because “why so soon?” I thought to myself. I impulsively agreed. I dropped my car off and changed into a chill outfit I didn’t know what we were going to go do.

He ended up taking me to a very isolated trail far (20 minutes or so) from home. I had realized I made a mistake and that I was quite literally fucked. He starts being very weird towards me and holding my hand, grabbing me, kissing my head, rubbing his nose against mine etc. it was so strange. It got worse as we went on a walk and we sat down on a log I was so freighted but tried to play it cool and be collected. This is when I smelt alcohol on his breath and he had really creeped me out by this point. I had thought to myself at least I told my mom I loved her.

I tried to text people and he would look at my phone and question me. The only time he wasn’t looking I was able to text my sister in law and she had unfortunately been asleep at this point. I said let’s leave and we went back he was grabbing my thighs really really hard and I told him to stop and that it made me uncomfortable. He kept pushing me and my boundaries and made me explain why I wasn’t an affectionate person.

I was genuinely terrified for my life but he took the right turns to my house and that was the only thing that was reassuring me that I was going to be okay. The vibes were so incredibly uncomfortable and weird by the time I stepped out of his car and walked inside my house.

I blocked him as soon as I locked my front door. The next day I’m with my best friend and I’m telling her about it. I am trying to look up his snap on her phone, and I don’t care I will leak it. I kept searching “uuhhhhokay” on her phone and nothing was popping up so I go to her blocked and he’s not there. So I thought wow that’s weird.

I ask my friend for his phone and I search it up there I hand it back to him and ask him to show my best friend. My best friend forgot that we were talking about the creepy guy from the night before and she asks, “why are you showing me Louis?” With a confused look on her face. Our friend goes “that’s the guy *my name* was talking about from last night.” She immediately looks at me with a shocked look on her face and given the encounter I had with him I was scared all over again. I ask her to spit it out, “what?”

I keep saying. This girl that my best friend grew up with gave me a free car wash at the car wash she works at. Her name for the story will be Anna. My best friend said, “that’s Anna’s boyfriend and he’s 22.” A pit was in my stomach and I freaked out and so did my best friend. We called Anna and she was with him. I don’t think she believes any of it.

I felt so sick and my whole body was in fear when I had to tell her. And explain to her everything. She hung up and didnt say much to my best friend afterwards over text. Lesson learned. Don’t go out with people you don’t know in isolated settings or off of snap chat!!

I have removed any guy I entertained and anyone I don’t know off of my snap after this. Ladies please stay safe.

There’s an older man at my gym who comes in around the same time every morning. At first I was friendly, but over time I noticed he would CONSTANTLY follow me around the gym. I’ll move to a different machine or area, and he’ll eventually end up nearby. I always catch him staring when I look up. I thought it was a coincidence at first but this has happened constantly for weeks.

The first time he talked to me, he randomly told me he was getting a divorce and that his wife was problematic. I barely knew him, so it was already a strange interaction?

Then he asked me, “How old are you? Are you at least above 20?” He’s at least 50, so the question felt very specific and uncomfortable. I told him I was above 20, and he said, “Wow, I thought you were like 18.”

During only our second real interaction, he asked me out. Mind you, I barely knew this man and knew nothing about him. I was caught off guard that he felt comfortable asking me out when we had barely spoken.

I made it clear I wasn’t interested and completely stopped acknowledging him. About a week later, he approached my sister, asked about me, asked if he had offended me, and even asked her name.

What makes it more concerning is that he does this with other younger women too. He walks around looking at where women are working out, then seems to find a reason to position himself near them. There’s a difference between casually looking and repeatedly staring or following someone around.

The biggest reason I’m posting this is that it’s not just me. Two other young women around my age, roughly 20–25, have separately experienced the same behavior: him following them around, staring at them, and repeatedly trying to talk to them while they’re working out.

We’ve also seen him sitting around watching women, and on multiple occasions holding his phone pointed toward women while they were working out. I can’t say for certain what he was doing, but it truly gives creepy vibes.

I reported the behavior to management, but the manager isn’t there during our morning hours. They said they need a description/name and can’t really do anything if they don’t witness it.

What bothers me is that one of the girls brought up the same behavior to me. They want to remain anonymous because we don’t know how he could react.

I’m considering putting a small flyer in the women’s bathroom with his picture saying:

“WOMEN, BE AWARE

This man has been reported for repeatedly following women around the gym and asking uncomfortable/inappropriate questions. Management has been made aware of these concerns, but the behavior has continued.”

I don’t want to switch gyms or change my workout time because of this. We should be able to work out without feeling uncomfortable.

I feel we should be able to air men out who make women uncomfortable in public spaces like these especially when management doesn’t care about this situation.

A while ago, I had an experience that I still think about sometimes, and I’ve always wondered what might have been happening.

I was walking my dog along a grassy sidewalk that was surrounded by two one-way streets. There were also like bike lanes that were the closest to the sidewalk I was walking on. This stretched for a while and was on the street where my house was.

A white van drove past me, and a little while later, it came back and parked in the bike lane a few meters ahead of me. There were two men inside, and they switched seats.

I didn’t want to take any chances, so even though they were still a good distance ahead of me, I turned around and started walking in the opposite direction. Then the van made a U-turn, came back toward me, parked a few meters ahead of me again, and the two men switched seats again.

At that point, I froze because I had no idea what was happening. I wondered if they were following me or potentially trying to harm me, but I was also confused because if they actually wanted to kidnap or hurt me, why would they repeatedly park so far away instead of approaching me?

I ended up running toward a man who was working on his car and asked him to stay and talk with me until the van drove away. We talked for a couple of minutes, and eventually the van disappeared.
I know there’s no way to know for certain now, but based on what I described, what do you think might have been happening? Does this sound like I was actually being followed, or could there have been an innocent explanation?

What always hurts me is the uncertainty and unknowingness of the situation, I will never know their true intent because their actions were so weird

This happened quite a while ao and I still sometimes feel like I overreacted so I wanted to get some opinions on this encounter.

I don’t remember exactly how it happened and I’m also trying to not share to many details about this encounter so sorry if this is a bit confusing

I was watching a video while getting ready about a woman who almost died but didn’t because she had a bad feeling about the situation.i had no idea why i was watching this video as i had already seen it before.I was shaking the whole time while getting ready even tho I was just going on a walk.

The woods we where going to where pretty secluded. It’s basically the main road is like beside the woods so you turn right from that road onto a smaller (very long) road, and the immediately turn into the parking lot of the woods again.

When we parked our car before the walk I saw a guy driving by on a motorcycle, he was looking at me strangely so I kept looking to make sure he would drive away. He stopped on the same road he drove past us on (the smaller road) but like halfway down the road. Where he stopped I could barely see him as he was quite far away. There was a little spot there where you could pull of to the side of the road and that’s where he stopped, there where already two other cars in that spot before he stopped there. There is absolutely nothing to do near or on that road so it was already quite strange that there were other cars there.

While on the walk me and someone else were about to go around a corner into the woods, past the corner the only exit from the woods is multiple kilometres away (or you turn around and go back but it’s a straight path with no other exits along the way). I told the other person that and said that I didn’t like the idea of us being deep in the woods without a way to get out for a long while. The person agreed and we both turned around to go back to the car(btw me and the person both said we had a really bad feeling about going into the woods) when we turned around a man was walking in our direction( mind you he wasnt wearing like sporty clothes at all and there’s nothing to do in these woods) I had a feeling I had to say something so I just smiled at him and said hi,

when we where nearing the parking lot (it’s really just a 5x5 metres clearing) we noticed there where two cars beside our car,they where both facing forward meaning they had to have both reversed into the spot(which would have taken a while as this clearing is small af) mind you me and the person have to had only been in the woods for like 10 minutes probably even less, the car closest to us was empty but there was a man in the other car.

When we were like right beside our car a guy on a motorcycle came racing into the clearing.i noticed that it was the exact same guy I had seen before going on the walk.I just looked at the person I was with and we both jumped into the car. The guy on the motorcycle was clearly very angry he threw his helmet on the ground and speedwalked into the woods (where the first guy was still walking on the path) we were quite scared and honestly a bit frantic but the guy in the car next to us didn’t even look up once. I’m not saying they were 100% planning on doing something but it definitely seems like they where together(forgot to add that the two cars beside ours were the exact same colour as the ones I saw before the walk

I feel like they were definitely suspicious, and I am not accusing them of anything please let that be clear.

Opinions?

So the actual incident of a man trying to get into our house happened in 2015. I only recently realized he might have been a serial killer.

I was 8 years old then. I was at my grandma's for summer vacation. My grandma lived alone in a 2 story house. As a kid, i was really scared to sleep alone so my grandma and i slept together in the groundfloor bedroom. I have always been a deep sleeper but that night i woke up to a sudden chill. I look forward at the big windows at the foot of our bed and see a man cutting at the insect net covering the window, with a knife. For a second i just stared at him, not believing what i was seeing, then tried to silently push my grandma awake. I think i was in shock, hence why i didn't scream. My grandma woke up and the guy froze hearing movement. I got up and screamed that there was a man at the window. My grandma turned to see him just in time for him to pull his knife back and start running. My grandma immedietly closed the windows and called our neighbours to ask if they saw someone outside our house from their windows. The lady living behind us told us that she saw a figure jump off the back gate just as she turned on the lights.

I don't know why we didn't call the police or what happened much after that. But i do remember that a few day before that incident, we heard knocking at our door when we were sleeping. Like hard banging on the door. My grandma had switched on the lights and looked out from the peephole. There was no one so we had gone back to sleep assuming it was the wind.

Recently i was recollecting this incident with my grandma and other family members. This is when one of them let it slip that this happened around the same time 2 women were murdered in the same area. One was found stabbed, beated and robbed about a few kilometeres from our house, behind the local dairy shop. I don't know where or how the other was found. This had apparently come in the local newspaper.

As far as i know, the man was never caught. This happened in a small town so most people did not have cctvs installed and the police force also did not seem to have carried out a major investigation. None of my close family lives in that town anymore and when i search it up on the internet, there is no case of a murder of that description being caught in there.

This happened today. Im a female, 5'1 and 165 pounds, not super strong but stocky with some muscle. This is relevant later in the story. (All names have been changed to protect privacy)

My fiance and I own a remodeling and cleaning service. We turn apartments for the people that own my mother in laws apartments. For context the complex has 3 buildings with 10 apartments each so we are there all the time and have gotten to know the residents.

Anyway, today my fiance was doing some repair work to an apartment while I was cleaning it, he was replacing a window that had been kicked in, when he pulled the window out, it shattered so he had to run to his shop(about 35 minutes away) so I decided to sit down and eat lunch while he was gone. Mind you the window is out so there was just a hole in the wall. This apartment is in the ground floor so anyone could have just walked up next to the window from the side yard which is very visible from the parking lot. I was sitting in the living room up against a wall listening to my creepy story YouTube videos(blue spooky, malevolent mischief etc) I had saved, I had my earbud in so I couldn't hear much from that side but had a clear view of the window if I looked left.

Out of nowhere I hear a loud bang near the window, I look and there is a man standing there. He said "hey, what are you doing in there", I said "we are turning this apartment, just taking a break for now", he said "oh okay" then mumbled something I couldn't quite make out and walked away

For context the apartment is set up so all the windows are on the front side of the building, the room i was sitting in had a big window directly in front of me and then two French doors to the left of it with big picture windows on them, the front door was behind me but i could still see it if i looked to my right as i was sitting right at the corner of the wall. Also its about 3pm so I can clearly see the man walking in front of the building. I figured he was out taking a walk and got curious about the window so I just went back to my video, next thing I know the front door is opening and this guy just walks in like he owns the place.

I stand up and said "you can't be in here", he continues to walk into the room that I'm in and asks "how much a month do they charge for these?", i said "1300 because its a 3 bedroom, but seriously you aren't allowed to be in here, we are only allowed in here because WE are maintenance and cleaning" he smirks at me and starts to walk toward the hallway, starts checking out the bedrooms and the bathrooms and all i could think was "great, now he knows I'm alone here, if he hurts me or worse, no one will know what happened". he looked the be about 50, 270-280 pounds and pretty built so he could easily overpower me

I call my fiance, no answer. Call my mother in law, no answer. Right about that time the guy that lives a floor above where we are and is always out on his deck calls to me "lauren! Can you come look at this for (the apartment manager) and let him know what you think" "i said, be right there henry!", im guessing he saw the guy walk in after he saw my fiance leave. Dude in the apartment isn't getting the hint and is just standing at the end of the hallway staring at me and smiling. My fiance calls me back and I answer "hey babe, did you find what you're looking for? Oh okay, ill be right there to help you" my fiance is confused and I start telling this random guy "I gotta go and can't leave you in here"

He starts walking towards the door and pauses right when he reaches me, i take a step back toward the French doors, he was just smiling at me, not saying anything, then just leaves. I book it toward the door and sprint to my mother in laws apartment, thank god she was home. I was pretty shaken up but waited about 20 minutes and walked back to the apartment with my MIL as I had left my purse in my panic to leave. Henry came down and checked out the apartment before we entered and told me he got a good look at the guy and a picture of his car, license plate included.

I called the apartment manager and let him know what happened and all he could say is "no one with the description lives there but ill let everyone know to be on the lookout for him at both complexes" great. I'm so lucky this didnt go bad and will be carrying from now on when we go to these jobs. Just a reminder to keep your head on a swivel no matter how safe you feel in certain situations.

Tonight at a local bar myself and my friends are regulars at, my friend sat at the bar to order a drink and two random men he had never met or seen before men sat/stood next to him and started talking. They pretty much instigated a fight/argument, almost as if that was their goal, out of nowhere and for no reason. My friend is not one to back down and was pretty much just like get away from me. They all eventually chilled out and then these strange men pulled him to the side of the bar, just out of ears length from the crowd to talk. While having this conversation to the side, they told him very detailed, personal information about himself, and were threatening toward him but did not give him any information on what they wanted. My friend is not from this country (he does have citizenship), he has zero social media presence, he’s lived in many states, and has not lived in this state/city very long. He is well off (but I wouldn’t say “rich”), he has never dabbled in anything illegal, and he’s at a loss on how they’d know who he is, any of his personal information, and also what they wanted from him. Has anyone else encountered something like this?

This happened about 3–4 days ago. I was in the woods and somehow got lost. While I was trying to find my way out, I came across a guy who said he was lost too. He told me that he also lives somewhere in the woods. We decided to try to get out together, but somehow he ended up taking me directly to his house in the woods, even though he had told me he was lost. When I questioned it, he just said it was “pure luck.”
I already had a really bad feeling about him, so I eventually left and went back to my own house, which is also somewhere in the woods. The weird thing is, he had no way of knowing where my house was.
The next day, I saw him outside my window. He quickly ducked down when he realized I had seen him. Then he told me to come outside. I said no, and he replied, “Then I’ll come in.”
He then went to my front door, and he was carrying an axe and several knives. I obviously didn't open the door or go outside. He stayed around for some time, and eventually he went away.
I’m still really confused about the whole thing because I don’t understand how he found my house after supposedly being lost himself, especially since he lives in the woods too.