Seeing my dads shocked face, he said “The house a couple doors down is being robbed, I was trying to tell someone”, and then RAN OUTSIDE and down the street. It took him a few seconds to make it to the front door, and my mum was halfway up the stairs, but a random man was standing inside the house. My dad sleeps like a log, but for some unexplained reason, he was aware that the front door opened for a second time. She took her shoes off and headed upstairs to me and my siblings’ bedrooms to say goodnight. My mum goes out maybe once a year, and one night she came in at maybe 2AM for her annual girls night. definitelymy1account: My parents’ bedroom is at the front of the house, immediately at the front door. We never, ever looked, and moved soon after. “What….what in the hell was that?” My wife asks behind me, wide-eyed and pale, my young daughter mostly asleep in her arms. “What in the HELL are you doing?!” I yell.
I jump up, yelling, and stomp into the kitchen just in time to see the cupboard under the sink close. Then, half asleep I watch in horror as a little blonde head zooms past me, and into the kitchen. I turn her around, yell at her more sternly, and repeat this game about 3 more times. I’m tired, I’m cranky, and now I’m trying to keep a kid from making sure her only college choice is “burger”, while my wife watches TV on the other end of the couch. ZOOM! She tries it again, giggling, thinking it is now a game. I tell her to stop running to the kitchen and go back to dazing in front of the TV. My daughter runs by me at “I can’t wait to wear a helmet” speeds and I catch her before she bonks off the desk. I had just worked a million hours at the factory and just wanted some peace. I was tired, positioned on one end of the couch and trying to watch TV. For a child who was just learning to run and a computer desk that was at the perfect “Make sure your kid eats crayons and can only count to spaghetti” height, it was a nightmare. In order to get into the kitchen from the living room you had slalom past the couch, a computer desk, and into the doorway. Original Post UncleCoyote: Oh, I’ve told this before, but it’s perfect and the thread is young, so: Please note some of the stories may be triggering. I’ve gone through several Ask Reddit threads to bring you some of the best stories for questioning your choice to take an unmarked shortcut, answer the door at night, or just exist in a space with other people. Halloween is on its way and there’s no better time than now to turn out all of the lights, burrow into a blanket, and read allegedly true tales of creepiness from Reddit users.
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