3 Disturbing Real Basement Horror Stories

about 10 years ago i31 female was living Al loone in a two family house on the second floor with my then toddler for the story to make sense I need to try and explain the layout in the backstory my brother's close friend at the time lived on the first floor and is the one who referred me to the landlord we had private front entrances but a shared back entrance with a staircase that ran from the basement all the way to the second floor I would frequently leave my back door unlocked because I had a habit

of locking my keys in the house and my downstairs neighbor could let me in the back door this particular neighbor had a friend who was kind of down and out he had a history of substance abuse but was supposedly at the time he was a relatively nice guy and my neighbor had been letting him stay on this couch for a while this neighbor had a 4-year-old daughter and having someone constantly sleeping on the couch without any plans of finding a permanent living situation was becoming disruptive to their everyday lives a neighbor tells him that he

needs to go it was summertime so the friend decided he was going to sleep on the couch on our covered porch we told him that's not acceptable and when we asked him to leave we meant the property in general he had also become abundantly clear that he was using again and his behavior had become somewhat erratic he was also making a lot of unsolicited advances on me which had become increasingly uncomfortable he wasn't happy but it wasn't our problem eventually he stopped coming around and we no longer saw him around town fast forward a month

or two and I noticed things going missing jewelry small amounts of money left around the house lighters Etc inconsequential items I had written off as was lost this house was old with paper thin walls the back door in question was right next to the bathroom along one side of the shower it also made a very distinct noise when opened one day my car was at the mechanic so it probably appeared that I wasn't home I'm showering and I swear that I hear the back door open I freeze practically stopped breathing but after a few minutes

when nobody murdered me American Psycho style I wrote it off again I'm a notorious Wimp And I have a history since childhood of thinking every strange noise was a potential murderer this was a long time ago so I don't remember the exact length of time possibly a few weeks the basement was really big and shared and the landlord also stored stuff down there it was very packed some very dark Corners we rarely went down there the landlord comes by one day and goes down to the basement he hears a strange noise so he grabs a

baseball bat and finds this man in our basement the man pushed pushed the landlord down ran out of the house and down the street so of course we called the police who find him hiding in a trash can around the corner can't make this [ __ ] up upon further investigation we find the basement window had been ever so slightly propped open in a back corner behind some boxes was a nest of blankets filled with our missing items plus some drug paraphernalia he had also left his flip flone behind in the chaos where we found

a lot of pictures of me sleeping this man had been high on crack living in our basement and regularly entering my apartment both when I wasn't home and when I was sleeping for months while he seemed like a nice guy he was regularly high on hard drugs and that changes people I still get chills knowing he could have done anything to me and my child and I would have never seen it coming the worst part is that the Chargers somehow got dropped and they never even consulted us they never gave us an option as the

victims this was not even close to his first criminal offense my state is notoriously soft on nonviolent criminals regardless of whether it was a victimless crime or not my local police is also notorious for making deals in exchange for information on even smalltime dealers we didn't get any justice luckily this didn't have much lasting effect on my mental health just more of a what the [ __ ] and I can't believe that really happened feels like a fever dream this took place a while ago 2015 is but I'll probably never forget it I around 21

at the time female was still fairly new in my city I had just gotten out of a bad relationship and I wasn't in the best place mentally I didn't know a lot of people in town besides my ex and his friends so I went on a dating and hookup app looking for people to hang out with maybe find a friends with benefits or something I had match with a 25-year-old guy and his name was Simon we talked sporadically and the app for a few days he explained he was in a band and living in a

house with his band mates he sent me their music it was just audio on YouTube with a heavily edited still image of four or five guys playing Rock instruments one of them looked like him the music was an interesting combination of styles and not really for me but whatever he seemed like a nice enough guy he stopped replying for a few days and I figured that was that I moved on then one day I was at work and got a message from him saying sorry he'd been so busy and inviting me to a barbecue with

his friends and band mates in their yard he had explained that their band manager was providing them the house to live in based on the lack of views on the YouTube video and the fact I only saw one photo of him playing in the band I figured he was probably exaggerating the band manager thing I thought it was more likely something along the lines of a bar manager friend giving them a discount on rent in exchange for being a house band at their bar or something and I didn't think much of it beyond that normally

I would have just said no to going to a barbecue alone at the home of someone I didn't really know but I was really bored and figured I might be able to overcome some social anxiety and maybe even make some female friends there since he made it sound like a pretty big party I put the neighborhood he gave me into the maps and it was in a suburban area with lots of families as far as I knew I figured being in a yard on such a nice summer day wouldn't be overly risky because lots of

neighbors would be outside plus it was just a few train stops away from my workplace and I was off in a few hours I did tell him I wasn't overly comfortable with idea since I didn't know him well but I would stop by for a bit if I didn't need to go inside the house at all he said that was totally fun which made me feel a lot better I even made sure to not drink anything from the rest of my ship so I wouldn't be risking needing to go inside to use the bathroom I

was anxious about just showing up to a barbecue with people I didn't know at all as he implied that the event was already underway plus I would have had a hard time finding a specific address from the backyard side so I asked Simon if he could meet me at the train station since he said it was a quick walk anyway he agreed to do that and I let him know when I was leaving work and what time the map said the train would get to his station I sent Simon a message to tell him I

had arrived at the train station at around 5:30 after I looked around and couldn't find him he told me he was running behind and just to start walking toward the neighborhood I was about halfway across the massive train station parking lot I saw him slowly wandering toward me I recognized his clothes wearing bell bottoms when they were not common especially for men and long hair from far away but up close his face looked pretty different from his photos it might have been some heavy duty editing I don't even know but he kind of looked like

a different guy older looking than the 25-year-old guy in the photos by at least 5 to 10 years maybe use photos of his brother or something I don't know it was before AI this was the first real red flag but I brushed it off maybe he's just self-conscious maybe he smokes a lot and doesn't wear sunscreen and hasn't taken pictures in a while all of his pictures look candid so I figured he wasn't much of a selfie guy and besides I'm mostly here to make friends anyway so I shouldn't judge his appearance so harshly he

was also clearly already drunk but a lot of my ex's friends were heavy drinkers so that didn't seem strange he's hosting a barbecue after all the second red flag came shortly after when we arrived at the front door I reminded him that I wasn't comfortable going inside the house but he assured me we would just have to walk through to get to the backyard okay fine it wasn't the kind of neighborhood where you could just walk around the house to get to the backyard would have had to backtrack to the main road to go down

the alley directly to the backyard I figured he just forgot what I said about not wanting to go inside didn't want to cause a bunch of trouble so I went with it we got into the house and he immediately closed the door and locked the dead bull knob behind me I didn't think that was too weird since nobody was hanging out inside and a lot of people are just in the habit of locking the door when they come in but it's still still did give me the heebie jibbies for some reason then Simon told me

he'd really like to give me a tour of the house I politely declined and reminded him that I was just here for the barbecue he said that he and his band Maids had worked really hard to get the house and he was really proud of it at that point I was getting really skeptical because usually when guys would tell me things that seemed a bit far-fetched they'd let the truth slip by the time they got me to their house but still I convinced myself that I was being unreasonable I was already in the stupid house

anyway and he insisted that it would be quick not the wisest choice I know but I was pretty good at explaining away red FL Flags so at this point Simon still mostly had a Dopey Stoner art kind of vibe as far as I was concerned he really didn't seem like a threat just an insecure Oddball who sucks at communicating and fibs a bit not unlike my ex who was definitely emotionally and verbally abusive but it never escalated past that I figured at worst he'd get handsy and I'd get called approved for not sleeping with him

the tour started pretty uneventfully other than the decor in the room other than that the decor in the common areas were obviously chosen by a middle-aged Martha Stewart Enthusiast and not a bunch of guys in a band or their fake band manager I didn't know if this should make me feel better or worse on one hand he was probably lying but on the other it made me think that it was probably just someone's mom's house and she was out of town and he didn't want to tell me he lived at a friend's parents home and

didn't actually have a paying job again total red flag but I could rationalize it at the time the bedroom doors were all closed the bathroom was UN remarkable he then showed me the kitchen and I finally saw through the window that there was nobody in the backyard there wasn't even barbecue supplies around no Burgers thing on the counter no cocktail supplies lying around nothing I asked him where everyone was and why he lied about the barbecue he told me that his band mates were still on tour they were just running behind due to Van trouble

but they should be back any minute so we could start the party I asked him why he wasn't on tour with them if he's in the vand I don't even remember what his answer was to that because it didn't make any sense at this point I'm out of mental gymnastics to convince myself that this guy just isn't completely full of [ __ ] and I'm really freaked out took me long enough I'm smarter now don't worry I started trying to figure out a way to get out of the situation I hoped that once he was

done with the tour we could go outside even just for a minute and I'd leave I'd been in some sketchy situations in the past luckily nothing so bad that they tried very hard to physically stop me when I walked away in a semi-public place I just wasn't comfortable doing it inside the house I knew this guy was full of [ __ ] but I had no idea how much worse it would get I instinctively pretended to believe is [ __ ] he offered me a beer I said no thanks because I have work in the

morning he said okay and cracked one for himself then he wanted to take the tour downstairs I could see from the top of the stairs the basement was a dark and creepy kind with really small windows so I refused I asked if we could go back outside he said after the tour I tried to argue about going into the basement told them I had a spider phobia and I don't like basement Etc all lies but anything that wouldn't let him realize that he was what I was afraid of he started to get agitated about my

reluctance so I figured it would just be better to let him show me the damn basement and then hopefully we could go outside because I didn't really know what else to do the basement was fairly unremarkable couch TV elliptical until I noticed something that gave me chills the house was probably built in the 1990s or the late ' 80s at the absolute earliest but I saw a door that looked just like the heavy foam line door to the cold storage room in my grandma's house the kind that only opens from the outside it was just

a smaller version of the big metal doors on Commercial walk in fridges it looked really out of place in this house I would absolutely not go anywhere near that door he opened it and told me it was their soundproof music studio I looked inside from a few meters away it did indeed look soundproof it was about the size of a bedroom and I could see a few guitars and amps in it mattress toppers on the walls no drum kit or recording equipment that I could see he insisted I go inside to take a better look

he was standing outside the door motioning for me to go in holy [ __ ] now the alarm bells are really going off at this point I realized I could totally die here if I'm not careful and I turned around to run up the stairs closed the door and followed me asking me what's wrong acting like I'm being all unreasonable for not wanting to see a soundproof music studio so I'm realizing that this is a way sketchier situation than any of my ex's [ __ ] and I'm freaked out at that point my main objective

was getting out of the house the front and back doors were both closed and locked so if I tried to run he'd be able to get to me before I could get the locks open the bathroom didn't have a window the house had a convoluted floor plan that I wasn't familiar with he was much bigger than I am he was the tall linky type who can run fast even if they're out of shape and smoke a pack a day I pretended that I was okay with hanging out with him in the hopes that he'd chill

out a bit we made small talk for a few minutes and he cracked another beer and thankfully he calmed down I desperately mentioned yet again that it was beautiful outside and suggested that we sit in the yard while we wait he said no and started to get agitated that I wanted to leave already I told him that I could stay but I just really like to smoke a cigarette he told me that we could smoke cigarettes inside and pointed to a cereal bowl full of cigarette butts damn it we sat down at the table and

lit some cigarettes as he was smoking he started rolling a joint which he promptly lit as soon as the Sig was done he offered me some and I said No thanks he insisted so I took the smallest puff I could I'm a pretty seasoned weed smoker but I pretended to cough successfully and told him I'm a novice so that was more than enough for me for a liar himself he thankfully wasn't very good at picking up on the lives of others after we smoked he asked if I'd like to watch a movie until his bandmates

got back I told him that I was really looking forward to explaining the day outside and suggested that we go for a walk or visit the park these are ideas that he did not like at all or appreciate at this point I was trying to keep as much distance as possible between us but he stayed close enough to me that I could smell the beer on his breath he grabbed me by the waist and I backed away and asked about the barbecue food to try and change the subject make him think I still believe what

he was telling me he started to get angry again and sternly reiterated that his benm should be home any minute my anxiety was now absolutely through the roof I tried to Cal him down again with generic small talk now I don't know how I got so lucky but the next thing that happened might have saved me Simon went to the fridge to get another beer and pulled out an empty box at this point he's getting even more pissed off than before so I went out on Lim and suggested that we go get some more beer

for the party because I was out of ideas I was terrified that it would enrage him even more to suggest once again that we leave the house but I had to try thankfully though his eyes lit up with a possibility that I could actually be down to drink with him and he agreed as we were walking to the liquor store I still didn't really have a plan because I was no longer comfortable just walking away from this [ __ ] Menace In This weirdly desolate suburb but I was extremely relieved to be out of that

house house I walked with him to the liquor store I told him I didn't need to go inside if he was just going to grab some beer he insisted that I had to go inside at that point I was so stressed and frazzled I just went with him and hoped for a good opportunity to leave with arise when we got inside the liquor store he asked what kind of beer I wanted I reminded him that I had to work tomorrow and didn't want to drink much but he demanded to know what I wanted so I

just named the first one that came to mine so we went to pay cashier was kind of an [ __ ] so I didn't ask for help I probably should have but I panicked and I didn't I hope there might be somebody in the parking lot who might help me if I made a scene but there was nobody I really regretted not asking the liquor store guy for help but I also remembered the times my ex told people I was crazy so they wouldn't take me seriously the liquor store guy definitely seemed like he would

have fallen for that so probably for the best I didn't expect him to help me I had one last idea before I took my chances just trying to run and or scream there was a drugstore across from the liquor store I told Simon I had to go buy a toothbrush or some [ __ ] that vaguely implied I might stay over he eagerly agreed to this but tried to follow me into the store I told that you're not allowed to bring beer into a drugstore I don't even know if that's true I really doubt it

is any kind of law but luckily this drunk douchebag believed it and agreed to wait outside now my naive ass thought maybe I could just wander around in this drugstore for long enough and he would either get the hint or get sketched out and boarded and leave but no I must have wandered around this door for at least half an hour and this jackass is still just standing there staring in the window this creep didn't even have his phone out every time I checked if he was still there he was staring through the window looking

for me I didn't feel like I had anybody I could call in the city to come help me the cops here didn't usually take things like this very seriously and the store workers looked like they were mostly high school students and I didn't want to drag them into this so I really didn't feel like I had a lot of options after being in there for so long I was surprised he didn't come in to see what was taking me so long I thought maybe I could lose him in the aisles and sneak out of the

store if he did come in but no I ended up hovering around the tills and waited until a big group of friendly looking people were paying I followed them out of the store and immediately told Simon to leave me alone and go home I set it firmly and loudly enough to imply that I would make a scene if need be Simon looked at the people getting in their car who were now pausing and looking at us because I had nearly yelled at him he just turned around and left it was bizarrely anticlimactic which I was

very thankful for for I ran to the train station which thankfully was in a different direction than his house from the store and I never heard from him again when I got home his app profile had either blocked me or been deleted years later after I stopped compartmentalizing the whole thing I wish I would have reported him or something it bothers me to wonder if he tried it again with someone else but made sure the fridge was stocked first but at the time I didn't think anyone would take me seriously I was embarrassed for my

choices and I just wanted to move on from the whole thing plus all I really had was a likely fake first name and a general idea of where the house was which probably wasn't even his I'll probably never know any more than I do now and maybe that's for the best this happened about 2 years ago a few weeks after my little brother was born ever since we moved into this house there's been this small room in the basement that's always locked d you how little anyone uses it I don't even know what's in there

but I've always assumed it's just utility stuff or something the room is really tiny barely big enough to lie down in now let's get into it my parents went away for a weekend together leaving me my older sister and my baby brother who was just a few weeks old at the time at home my parents trusted us to take care of ourselves since they' done this before anyway that night my sister went out with friends and wasn't planning to come back until 4:00 or 5: in the morning I I watched a good movie and since

it was already getting late I decided to put my little brother to bed in his room upstairs I did that and came back down to watch another movie but I ended up falling asleep about 2 or 3 hours later around midnight I woke up to these strange noises coming from upstairs at first I thought it was just the neighbor since they can be pretty loud and the walls are thin but then I looked at the time and realized it was too late for them to be awake let alone making that kind of noise so I

got closer to the stairs to investigate and just as I was about to get up to the first step I heard the sound of something metal falling on the ground guess what it was the key to the small room in the basement I immediately grabbed my phone and instead of calling the police I texted my friends to tell them what was happening one of my friends had the brilliant idea of calling the police for me suddenly I heard the bathroom door slam shut I knew it was that door because it makes a very specific creaking

noise when it closes I remember my brother was sleeping upstairs so I carefully want him to check if he was okay thankfully he was fine still not fully grasping how much danger I was in I went to the bathroom door since it opens inward I decided to violently push it open and then I heard a man scream I immediately shut the door and held it closed to keep him from getting out he broke the window and outside the bathroom there's this sort of balcony not a proper one but you get the idea that connects to

the balconies of the neighboring houses which are really close together he used that to escape I grabbed my brother in my arms ran to the kitchen and noticed that one of the knives was missing from the knife block I picked up another knife and crouched in a corner of the living room crying like never before the police arrived and I opened the door for them when they searched the house they confirmed that the bathroom window was broken and I had hit the guy so hard that there was blood on the floor but the most shocking

and traumatizing part was what they found in the small basement room there were blankets and cans of food they concluded that he had been living there for several days