What is it about a creepy, scary story that we just can’t get enough of? You watch that movie or read that story and you just know it’s going to keep you up all night, but you can’t resist. Some of the best scary stories you’ve ever read can be found on the internet and all over Reddit. Here are 16 of the scariest ones we could find. I wouldn’t suggest reading them before bed.
1. The Mirror
One day about a year ago, I was brushing my teeth in my bathroom sink. I look down at the faucet and see a figure standing behind my reflection. I thought my hair was reflecting the dark shape, so I moved it back and turned around to see if there was anything there, and I didn’t see anything. I go back to brushing my teeth and look in the faucet reflection, and the shadow has moved to the corner of my room. It’s tall, like a grown man. It’s black, but not entirely. It looked like it had been charred or burned somehow. I freak out and turn around, there’s nothing in the corner. I am freaking out at this point, so I hurry up and brush my teeth as fast as I can. My curiosity gets the best of me, and I look in the faucet reflection again. This time, the shadow is gone, but there is a black shape hovering over the rim of my bathtub, and a black charred hand with long fingers lists itself up, and then disappears behind the tub.
2. The Corner
When I was younger like 10 or 12 I had an obsession with checking dark corners.. just to make sure nothing is there. One night I went to get a glass of water from the kitchen. For some reason the sliding door to the kitchen is closed.. not an uncommon thing in my house. As I’m getting water, I look to the corner. It looks particularly dark.. but I’m trying to break this habit of checking dark corners so instead of turning on the lights to check, I instead wander back to bed in my half asleep state and close the kitchen door on my way out. That night my house was robbed. He got in from the kitchen patio door.
3. The Figure
I woke up a few nights in a row around the same time in the early morning hours, looked the the end of my bed (husband next to me), the room dark, and sat up to a dark figure wearing hat, in what looked like a trench coat. No facial features, just black. It appeared to have a male form. Like I said, no facial features, but I still felt like it was staring at me, and it was really pissed off at me. This happened a few nights in a row. I did some “research” (looked it up on the internet) and found other people have experienced something similar. Some people attribute it to sleep paralysis, but I have seen shadows before in previous homes, just not like this one (in both form and the extremely threatening presence). So, who knows. But it was creepy as all hell.
4. The Crawling
Several months ago my wife and I were sitting up watching some TV. After our kids had gone to bed. We heard our 4-year-old son’s bedroom door open and then the sound of him rapidly crawling down the hallway toward the living room. We figured he was trying to sneak up on us and doing poorly. My wife mouths “watch this” and gets up off the couch. She moves toward the hallway and pounces into the entrance to startle our son only to stand up looking confused. She looks at me and says there’s nobody there. We go into our son’s room and he’s knocked out. So of course we check on our daughters and they’re asleep too.
5. The Hallway
It’s about three in the morning one night and I’m laying in bed keeping my eyes closed to just relax. All of a sudden, I lose consciousness for a minute or two and can’t move. When I’m able to open my eyes, I glance to my door. Out of nowhere, there’s a loud BANG on my door, to which I open my eyes wide.
I don’t move and the next thing I hear is crying, with a very faint voice whispering to the person who is crying. I tend to have only lucid first-person dreams, so I immediately shunned it off like it was nothing. Then I closed my eyes, and open them back up. Now I panic a bit and stand up.
I slowly open the door to see nothing there. The light is off in the hallway when I always leave it on. I shit you not, as long as I live, I walk down the hallway after turning the light on and I hear a faint piano playing. I ran back to my room.
I was babysitting my 4 year old cousin last week. Everything was normal. I put him to bed, read him a book, and he fell asleep. 20mins later I’m lying on the couch and I hear him whispering from the hallway. I get up and sneak up to hear what he’s saying. “They’re scratching my face, they’re scratching my face.” He said it in a calm voice and I asked him who but he didn’t answer. I walked him back to bed despite my racing heartbeat.
7. The Elevator
Just started a new job and relocated to San Francisco. My girlfriends company put us up in temporary housing until we found a place to live. The place was located in the Tenderloin (really shitty part of town).
The building required a special card to get through the front door. One night we were coming back late and as we opened the door, three very large guys pop out of the bushes and walk in with us. We play it cool like they must live here as well, and we all get into the elevator. As the elevator starts going up, one of the guys looks at the biggest guy and says, “Are these going to be the ones?”
The guy just calmly looks back and hesitates answering for a couple seconds. Then very calmly and slowly shakes his head no. Then the elevator opened up and we walked out, door closed, and we both fell to the floor in a state of shock.
8. The Fingers
About two months ago, my fiancé and I had a very stupid argument. I went into our bathroom to get away and sat on the floor with my back to the door. I was crying from pent up frustration, when I felt something like a finger or two running up my back. I turned around quickly to tell my fiancé off, thinking he opened the door or maybe I didn’t close it. But no, it was closed.
What creeped me out is that I not only felt fingers, but my shirt moved up with them, exposing my skin. Like they were partially under the bottom of my shirt and it made it all the way to the middle of my back. I still get goose bumps thinking about it because I know it was real. It wasn’t something that I could write off as my imagination.
9. The Watcher
I was like 12, and I was asleep in my family’s living room since I was sick and it was winter (My house has terrible insulation and my room was cold, family room was warm) So I was asleep and at around 2 in the morning, I’m woken up to the feeling that someone is right there. I always slept with a flashlight since I read, so it was in my hands and I turn it on and point it in the direction of where I thought the guy was. Right there, just a foot away from me, was a guy staring right into my face. The light hit his face and he turned and ran away. I let out a blood curling bloody murder scream and my mom and dad came running down stairs. Turns out he had freaking broken into our house and then stood there staring at me…
10. The Little Girl
During college, I used to travel a lot on weekends between my hometown and my college (90 mile drive). One weekend, an acquaintance of mine from high school also decided to drive home in a separate car. On Saturday night I had a very vivid dream where this infant girl came up to me and said “Please…take care of my sister” and showed me an image of a car crash on the highway consisting of a silver Corolla (my friend’s car) and a black Ford Explorer. The next morning I immediately called her and told her about that dream and asked her if she has a sister because I’ve only ever met her brothers. Her response was that “well…my mom had a stillborn girl” and then I asked how old she would’ve been today and she said 5. It immediately clicked that the infant from my dream was her lost sister! I talked her into driving back with me the next night and watched the news only to see an identical image to what I saw in my dream, only this time it was only a black Ford Explorer and not two cars. Still freaks me out to this day.
11. Night Terrors
My 4-year-old has recently started having night terrors. That first night….scared the ever-loving shit out of me. She was sound asleep but her eyes were wide open. She was screaming/crying for Mommy. I was hugging her but she would push me away screaming” No! My REAL mommy!” Then she started shaking and asking why my nightstand was flying and it just got scarier by the minute. I had no clue what was going on. I rushed her to the ER. Apparently it’s pretty normal for most kids to get night terrors. She has had a handful since then and they are still scary but nothing like that first night when I had no clue what was going on.
12. The Dream
One night I went to bed, pulled the covers over me, went to sleep. About (what felt like) 15 minutes later I opened my eyes. Couldn’t sleep. Sat up on the edge of my bed. Stared at the floor a minute. Looked at my dog, asleep at the foot of the bed, then looked behind me. I was behind myself, still sleeping. I found this to be extremely strange. Then I heard an extremely loud buzzing noise, looked out my window and saw a crowd of gray beings just staring at me. No clothes. Black eyes. Mouths were perfect black circles. They noticed that I was seeing them, then simultaneously they all raised their hands and I fell back against my bed, writhed around a bit, and was laying down. I stopped for a moment and realized it wasn’t happening anymore. There was nothing outside my window. Dog was still asleep. I went and got a drink, watched tv for a bit. Convinced myself it was a dream, eventually went back to bed.
That’s the story, that’s what happened. Again, obviously it must have been a dream, but internally, sometimes I have a hard time accepting it, because it felt so insanely real.
13. The Inhaler
I am severely asthmatic. I lived alone at my old apartment, a little studio. One night, I woke up in the pitch black of my room feeling an attack coming on. I have an emergency inhaler in my nightstand, and blindly fished it out, fumbled it, and dropped it. I hear it scuttle across the floor.
I start trying to feel around for it. By now the attack is getting worse. I decide to hit the light switch beside my bed. I reach out, and someone puts my inhaler right into my hand.
14. The Dog’s Bark
This is when I was in high school. I’m chilling in the living room with my dog sleeping by my feet watching TV. When suddenly, my dog jumps up and runs to the stairs, which are right off the living room. Now my dog would normally never bark unless the doorbell rang. This time he went into attack mode: growling, barking, his hair rising on end, then he would look at me trying to see if I would call him back. I was scared shitless, no one could have come home because you have to come through the living room to get the stairs so no one could sneak in. After a minute he would not let up he kept acting like something was there, just something I couldn’t see. I had to sit there as my dog was acting like he was ready to rip someone’s throat, until finally he walked back to my feet looking proud of himself. I like to think he scared something off that day, but I was very happy when we moved.
15. The Bus
When I was a kid I was always the last kid picked up by the bus driver to go to school. One day I was waiting for the bus by myself and a bus with no kids pulled up. The bus driver smiled and told me to hop on. I just had a bad feeling, I said “where are the other kids?” He said “We will go get them now, just get on.” He got more and more pushy but didn’t do anything crazy. I just kept saying no and he shrugged and left. The real bus pulled up a few minutes later, I went to school and my parents didn’t know until I mentioned it that night.
I was about four or five years old and my parents had just separated. My mom was living in a two bedroom apartment, I had my own room but I liked sleeping in her bed whenever I was staying with her. Our two bedrooms were at the end of a hallway, directly across from each other. Our apartment was on the first floor, and I remember that it was in the middle of the summer and my mom had a window open her room, that was directly behind the bed (above the headboard). Anyways, I woke up in the middle of the night and remember sitting up and seeing that our cat was sitting in the door frame of my mom’s room (her door was open and you could partially see into my bedroom). It was strange because our cat was a huge snuggler and was typically always in bed with us. As I was watching him he walked into my bedroom and meowed. I turned to face my mom and wake her up. In the three-four seconds it took her to wake up and ask me what was wrong we both looked back up in the door frame and their was a man standing by my open door, making his way out of my bedroom. I still don’t know how she managed to do it so quickly, but my mother proceeded to pick me up and literally throw me out of the screen window (again, we were on the first floor and it was maybe a three foot drop to the ground). She quickly followed and we were able to start screaming for help and someone called 911. The police came but didn’t see any signs of forced entry. Only that our front door was unlocked which led them to believe the man must have exited that way. But the strange thing was that my mom swore up and down that she had locked the door that night, with the deadbolt and chain lock. About a week later she was cleaning the kitchen and opened up our water heater closet and found a notebook with names and drawings, as well as a pair of gloves and some gum wrappers. The man had been in our house and hid until we were asleep.