10 Scary Stories From Reddit That Won’t Make You Sleep

Fellow readers in this article we will showcase 10 of the scariest stories ever published by users on the popular platform Reddit! Keep reading because we are about to start! Subscribe now to our newsletter to keep yourself updated with more articles! Let’s begin!

N.10 by suspicioush

“When I was about eight years old, my kitten Peterkris (named after the Kiss band member because she was a grey tabby) got hit and killed by a car. I was devastated. I rescued her with my older sister from a box in the rain. It was a miracle our parents let us keep her and her brother, Nigel. One day after school, my mother tells me that there had been a freak accident and that my kitten had died. I found out a few years later that she had been hit. Anyway. Later that night, I was lying in bed and I felt her kneading (or making biscuits as some may call it) on my legs. I looked back behind me, as I was laying on my stomach, only to see not a thing there. I laid back down and the feeling came back again. Every time I would look behind me, it stopped. To this day, I still believe it was her.”

N.9 by GabbaGadeovaky

14. “When I was 16/17 I was taking a warm bath on a stormy night. At a certain moment, when I looked to the windows, a thunder fell and the light exposed a silhouette of a tall and very skinny creature with long arms and a head that I can only describe as similar to the Martian from that 2000s justice league cartoon. I think about this moment every now and then and it gives me the creeps.”

N.8 by Xander20021

“This didn’t exactly happen to me, but I got some backlash and bad vibes from it. My best friend and his mom were moving out of their house (they were the only ones living in the house) and he went to take one last selfie in his room. When he showed the picture to his mom, she goes “who is that?”.

Upon further inspection, he notices there was a straight-up white face almost like a mask looking over his shoulder from the attic hatch above his room. He always heard things from the attic but never saw anything. A few weeks later we went on a wrestling trip and stayed in a hotel. He showed the pic around to everyone in our room, and then some spooky things started happening.

In our room, we began hearing knocks on our door when nobody was there. We also saw flashes or glimpses of a figure in the mirror in our room. Everyone was a little freaked out about it and thought it could be the demon from the picture, and my friend who took it became so paranoid he played bible verses to ward any demons off all night. He said ever since he took that picture he has had weird things happen to him”

N.7 by waterbottleman8000

“I have a weird memory that’s not mine; I’m a small boy with a suit and tie, I’m at a party in a huge ceremonial church and there are lots of men and women wearing fancy black clothes, they all get in a circle and there is an old-ish couple dancing in the middle of it with some very classy/fancy music. I am trying to look at them through people’s legs, but suddenly the man falls, no gunshots no one did anything to him and then the second he falls everyone starts screaming, people are running away but the men are running towards him, I think I am trampled because I am lying on the floor and then everything goes black.

That’s all I can remember. This is a clear memory that has stuck with me since I can remember, I’m really creeped out because I know that memory isn’t mine, I’ve never gone to a fancy party in a church when I was little and I don’t know what happened to that man because I fell over.”

N.6 by u/Badmamajama080818

“While working night shifts in a long-term care home one night a resident’s bell rang at 2:59 am. When the user entered the room, the patient asked that I remove the dark figure without a face that was hiding in her bathroom. Shaken, I assured the resident that I had done so already. Ten minutes later, another resident’s bell rang on the opposite end of the floor. Upon entering, this patient said, “there’s a creepy man in my room with no face; you need to get him out.”

N.5 by barryriley

“I remember reading ages ago about a guy who was in the military. He got back home after a tour of duty to find his wife and two kids dead. They lived in a remote location. Turned out the mom had a sudden heart attack or stroke or something and the two little kids had died of starvation or dehydration as they were too young to care for themselves. Not exactly a ghost story, but as a parent that scares the shit out of me.”

N.4 by Thephilosopherkmh

“A guy I was good friends with had a party one night and called me to invite me over. It was my and my wife’s first day off together in a while and our daughter was two years old. I mentioned it to my wife and my daughter said “noooo, don’t go daddy!” Of course, I can’t resist that so I stayed home and we had a good night. My friend, however, had the worst night of his life. His party was going well and everything was fine, even though there was a “friend of a friend” there who no one really knew. Turns out the stranger had been smoking PCP and decided to start killing people. He took a butcher knife and slashed three people’s throats. My friend’s wife threw their kids out of a two-story window and jumped out herself, took them into the woods, and called the police. All three people died. The police found the guy walking down the side of the road covered in blood and incoherent. He had no idea what he just did.”

N.3 by unknown

A few years ago I was walking through the woods off the beaten track a bit and I smelt this really overpowering sweet smell. Being nosey I pulled back the undergrowth to have a look and found a dead body. The guy had clearly been there a while and wasn’t looking great, all swollen and green and black with various runny bits. The local wildlife had also been dining well for a few days. I called the police who told me to wait with the body until they arrived. Being in the middle of nowhere it took a while for them to arrive and it got dark. I just sat there in the dark with him for a long time. It turned out he had committed suicide. For a long time afterward, I had dreams of him talking to me about bad things. Mainly about how he was angry I had disturbed his resting place and he wanted me to kill myself. Probably just my imagination but all pretty disturbing at the time. He still turns up in my dreams from time to time and no doubt will be tonight after typing this.

N.2 by unknown 

About two years ago, I was driving home from a family reunion pretty late at night, and the drive was about two hours. I didn’t stay the night because I had to be back for work the following day. Most of the drive was on roads with dense bushes and trees on either side – the real creepy ones you see a lot in movies. Anyway, I had been driving for about 45 minutes, and I was starting to get really tired. Do you know how sometimes you just suddenly become really tired, out of nowhere? Well yeah, that happened to me. I knew I wasn’t going to last, but I didn’t come across any place where I felt I could park and safely sleep. Anyway, after it became clear to me that I wasn’t going to find a place to pull up, and my tiredness wasn’t going away, I did something very questionable. I pulled over to the side of the road onto the grass, behind some bushes, to try and hide my car from anybody else who was going to come past (the roads weren’t empty, I came across another car every few minutes or so). I made a mental note that the time was 11:22 and then fell asleep. Sometime later I was awoken by a scratching sound. I looked at the clock – 11:50. The sound stopped after a few seconds, and because I was still extremely tired, I didn’t bother looking around and simply went back to sleep. I was later awoken by the same sound, and it was now 12:40. This time it really freaked me out because the sound didn’t stop. The thought ran across my mind that it was just an animal inspecting the car, but why would it return almost an hour after it had left the previous time? I looked in my rearview mirror and just managed to catch a glimpse of something running away into the forest. Now, at the time, I thought it was the damn hook killer, you know the one that scratched that couple’s car and then slaughtered the guy when he got out to investigate? Fuck that, I thought to myself, so I got the hell out of there. There was a bend no more than a hundred yards up the road, and as I came around it, there was a fucking car, parked off to the side of the road with the driver-side door opened. I slowed down just to look to see if anyone was in there (there wasn’t). Then I looked in my rearview mirror. I didn’t see anything, and all of a sudden, this guy comes sprinting around the corner. He starts screaming at me, shouting stuff like “Hey! Hey, you! Get the fuck out of your car! Now!” I noped the fuck out of there and sped off. I never saw the guy again. Moral of the story? Don’t fucking sleep on the side of a deserted road.

N.1 by ari_you_serious

A few summers ago I went for a bike ride around midnight with a friend. We went our separate ways at the end of the evening and I had about two blocks to ride back by myself. Because of construction, I had to ride on the sidewalk but the streets were dead. It wasn’t a problem until right before I was about to turn left onto my street. There was this man walking by himself, maybe 40s, a little scruffy but not homeless. The sidewalk was narrow and I didn’t want to freak him out so when I got about six feet behind him I said: “hey behind you!” And he turned around and gave me this super angry look. I turned down my street and he started to follow me, literally screaming about how I was a fucking c*** and he was going to kill me and all that. I live right off the corner and I didn’t want him to figure that out so I decided to do another loop around the block. That’s not the scary part.

The scary part is that when I looped back around and looked down the street I saw him standing on my fucking front stoop staring out at the street like the mother****** KNEW I lived there. He saw me ride by again but he didn’t say anything.

I ended up going back to my friends, but my bike got stolen from the alleyway by the house two days later.

Edit: the guy in question was definitely not actually homeless. We have a large population of mentally ill in that area unfortunately (downtown of a medium-sized city), so if I didn’t think the sidewalk was too narrow to pass otherwise I wouldn’t have disturbed him. Half the scary part was that he looked pretty much completely normal for my area. That being said I ended up texting my mom and she made the decision not to notify law enforcement until my bike was stolen.

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