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5 Creepy-Ass True Stories - Mr. Nightmare · Crime and Horror

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  Speaker 1: Number five. Last night, a friend rushed me out of
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  Speaker 1: the house to catch the opening act at a local
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  Speaker 1: bar's music night. After a few drinks, I realized my
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  Speaker 1: phone wasn't in my pocket. I checked the table we
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  Speaker 1: were sitting at, at the bar, the bathrooms, and after
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  Speaker 1: no luck, I used my friend's phone to call mine.
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  Speaker 1: After two rings, someone answered, gave out a low, raspy giggle,
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  Speaker 1: and hung up. They didn't answer again. I eventually gave
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  Speaker 1: it up as a lost cause and headed home, I
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  Speaker 1: found my phone laying on my nightstand, right where I
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  Speaker 1: left it. When I was a kid, I was always
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  Speaker 1: the last kid to get picked up by the bus
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  Speaker 1: driver to go to school. One day I was waiting
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  Speaker 1: for the bus by myself, and a bus with no
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  Speaker 1: kids pulled up. The bus driver smiled and told me
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  Speaker 1: to hop on. I just had a bad feeling. I said,
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  Speaker 1: where are the other kids? He said, we will go
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  Speaker 1: get them now. Just get on. He got more and
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  Speaker 1: more pushy, but didn't do anything crazy. I just kept
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  Speaker 1: saying no and he shrugged and left. The real bus
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  Speaker 1: pulled up a few minutes later. I went to school
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  Speaker 1: and my parents didn't know until I mentioned it that night.
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  Speaker 1: Looking back, they were pretty worried. I remember them scrambling
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  Speaker 1: to make a few phone calls. A few years back,
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  Speaker 1: I rented an apartment from a friend of mine. He
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  Speaker 1: had recently bought it and had it completely renovated. He
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  Speaker 1: put it up for sale but couldn't find a buyer
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  Speaker 1: so I offered to rent it in the meantime. After
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  Speaker 1: moving in, I realized there was something wrong with the
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  Speaker 1: lady next door. She was about 45 but looked much older.
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  Speaker 1: She would sit up all night listening to Christian radio
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  Speaker 1: shows and talking loudly to someone. It got to the
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  Speaker 1: point where I couldn't sleep so I went over to
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  Speaker 1: her place and asked her to keep it down. She
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  Speaker 1: opened the door and I got a quick peek. Her
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  Speaker 1: walls all had crosses painted on them in different colors
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  Speaker 1: and words like Jesus and angels scribbled everywhere. The windows
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  Speaker 1: were painted black, letting no light in at all. It
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  Speaker 1: was damp, yellow stained 50 year old carpets, dog shit
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  Speaker 1: and cockroaches everywhere. No dog though. I asked her to
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  Speaker 1: please keep it down. She just looked at me and
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  Speaker 1: shut the door. Then she turned up the radio even louder.
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  Speaker 1: The next night I had my girlfriend staying over. I
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  Speaker 1: wake up in the middle of the night and see
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  Speaker 1: a shadow of a person next to the bed looking
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  Speaker 1: at us sleeping. I think I'm hallucinating as I usually
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  Speaker 1: do in the dark when I'm sleepy. But then the
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  Speaker 1: shadow starts talking. It's my neighbor and she's holding something
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  Speaker 1: in her hand. She broke in during the night and
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  Speaker 1: who knows how long she stood there. You should lock
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  Speaker 1: your doors at night, she says and walks out. The
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  Speaker 1: next morning I hear someone making strange noises below my
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  Speaker 1: bedroom window. It's my neighbor talking to herself in tongue.
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  Speaker 1: She has a plastic bag in her hand with her
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  Speaker 1: rotting dead dog inside. It's hot as hell outside and
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  Speaker 1: I can smell death from that bag. At this point
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  Speaker 1: I'm scared shitless. She's obviously very insane. I go upstairs
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  Speaker 1: and knock on another person's door and ask them what
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  Speaker 1: the hell is going on. The guy is as scared
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  Speaker 1: as me. Apparently she broke into his apartment one evening
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  Speaker 1: as well while he was watching TV with his kids.
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  Speaker 1: He got up from the couch to get a snack,
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  Speaker 1: only to find her behind the couch. Staring at him,
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  Speaker 1: holding a power drill. Come to think about it, now
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  Speaker 1: I know what was in her hand. At this stage,
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  Speaker 1: I'm basically shitting myself. I call the cops and they
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  Speaker 1: know all about her. Apparently she's a violent schizophrenic and
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  Speaker 1: she hasn't taken her meds. But they can't force her
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  Speaker 1: or enter her apartment without her permission because she owns it.
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  Speaker 1: The only thing they can do is get her when
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  Speaker 1: she goes outside. I sit up for the next two days,
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  Speaker 1: waiting for her to run out of cigarettes. When I
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  Speaker 1: hear her leave at 2am to go across the road
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  Speaker 1: to the 7-11, I call the cops. They have three
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  Speaker 1: cars and a special van over in less than two minutes.
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  Speaker 1: They restrain her and throw her in the van and
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  Speaker 1: drive off to some institution, and in less than a minute,
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  Speaker 1: it's like she was never there. I never see her again.
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  Speaker 1: Still have nightmares about her looking at me in my sleep.
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  Speaker 1: Number two. I was about 15 minutes from finishing the
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  Speaker 1: night shift at work when There was a massive crash
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  Speaker 1: on one of the windows in the office, so I
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  Speaker 1: get up and go check it out. Someone has thrown
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  Speaker 1: quite a sizable rock through one of the windows on
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  Speaker 1: the front of the building. This is made especially weird
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  Speaker 1: because I'm working in the industrial district at 11.30 at
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  Speaker 1: night with none of the other businesses open. I go
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  Speaker 1: back to my desk, put a quick call through to
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  Speaker 1: security to let them know and decide to head home.
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  Speaker 1: As I'm leaving the building, I'm freaking myself out about
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  Speaker 1: it more and more and end up running to my car,
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  Speaker 1: getting in and taking off. I'm almost home and I've
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  Speaker 1: started to calm down a bit when I realize that
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  Speaker 1: I didn't unlock my car when I got in. It
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  Speaker 1: had been unlocked the whole time. I do a quick
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  Speaker 1: check with my hand in the back seat for any
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  Speaker 1: possible murderers that might be hanging around there, but there's
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  Speaker 1: nothing there. Fast forward about 30 minutes. I've called a
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  Speaker 1: friend of mine who says he's out drinking so I
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  Speaker 1: decide I'm going to join him. I jump on my
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  Speaker 1: bicycle and start riding over. I'm doodling along the road
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  Speaker 1: on my bike. It's a nice night and I'm in
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  Speaker 1: no big rush. Just enjoying the moonlight when I hear
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  Speaker 1: someone riding behind me. I straighten up and stick to
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  Speaker 1: one side of the road. He passes me really slowly
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  Speaker 1: and when he's right beside me he shoots me a
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  Speaker 1: smile and I can describe it as purely insane. I
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  Speaker 1: kind of flinch and am taken aback as he rides on.
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  Speaker 1: That's when I realize he's riding my mom's bike. Needless
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  Speaker 1: to say, I sprint the hell home. When I get there,
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  Speaker 1: sure enough, her bike is missing and one of my
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  Speaker 1: car's doors is open. The back left one. I was
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  Speaker 1: driving and had no need to open that door. 1.
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  Speaker 1: I worked at a campground on night shift. 12am to
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  Speaker 1: 8am every night. It wasn't bad. I would bring in
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  Speaker 1: my PS2 and game a good portion of the night,
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  Speaker 1: only having to deal with one or two people on
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  Speaker 1: busy nights. It was just me in this little 8
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  Speaker 1: foot by 8 foot shack, with nothing around but dark
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  Speaker 1: all night. My first week there, the other third shift
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  Speaker 1: guy who was quitting told me about this payphone a
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  Speaker 1: few feet from the shack where I worked. He said
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  Speaker 1: it rang every night at 4.17am, just once. It was
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  Speaker 1: probably just an automated test call, he guessed. He's never
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  Speaker 1: answered it himself. I go for a few months with
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  Speaker 1: the job. It was the middle of the summer, so
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  Speaker 1: most nights I had the windows closed, so I couldn't
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  Speaker 1: hear the payphone go off. Mid-August, I started leaving the
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  Speaker 1: windows open during the night. Sure enough, at 4.17am every morning,
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  Speaker 1: the phone would ring once. The ring even sounded creepy,
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  Speaker 1: like the payphone was submerged in water and then put
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  Speaker 1: where it sat. One night I got up the nerve
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  Speaker 1: to answer it. I set an alarm at 4.15 and
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  Speaker 1: would go wait at the phone until it rang. When
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  Speaker 1: it did, I answered it, but there was no sound,
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  Speaker 1: just dead air like someone was on the other line
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  Speaker 1: but wasn't answering. I said hello a few times and
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  Speaker 1: hung up. I did this every night for a week
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  Speaker 1: with the same results. I didn't think anything of it
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  Speaker 1: and left it alone after that for about a month.
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  Speaker 1: The first week of October, I decided to answer the
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  Speaker 1: phone once again. I set my alarm and when the
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  Speaker 1: time came I answered the phone. I repeatedly said hello
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  Speaker 1: into the phone. Then I heard what sounded like someone
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  Speaker 1: inhaling through clenched teeth. The voice that sounded was rough
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  Speaker 1: and sounded like he had gargled gravel. He said my name.
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  Speaker 1: My complete name. First, middle, and last. It was a
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  Speaker 1: voice I've never heard. My voice caught in my throat
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  Speaker 1: and I hung up. I rattled some change into the
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  Speaker 1: payphone and hit star 69. The number had come from California.
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  Speaker 1: I lived in Indiana.