3 Disturbing TRUE Horror Stories

foreign [Music] I had the one bedroom in the house that wasn't on the second floor my parents house was a high Ranch so when you entered the house it split off to two floors one half flight of stairs going upstairs and one downstairs the downstairs level had the den the garage my bedroom and a bathroom the other three bedrooms in the house were all upstairs since I grew up the oldest and the only boy in the house with two sisters I got the room downstairs because it was the biggest and technically the coolest room after

I turned 10 my parents gave my twin bed to my little sister and I got a full-size bed which was a bit of an upgrade because the room was big and could certainly fit a bigger bed when I was 12 my little sisters were around five and eight so at this age I would be allowed home alone but my five-year-old sister wouldn't be left alone with me and my eight-year-old sister would only be left alone with me if my parents weren't going to be gone for too long if they'd be gone for longer periods of

the day then one of my parents would take both of my sisters for this short period of time I'd say like three nights in a row maybe a little more I was waking up in the middle of the night for no reason and I'd have trouble falling back asleep considering I was 12 years old I knew I shouldn't have been having sleeping problems at that age I was sleeping with the fan on next to my bed because it was a hot couple of days in the middle of the summer so I wasn't sure what exactly

was waking me up considering the fan provided a steady white noise one of these nights I got up after waking up to refill my glass of water I went to the bathroom right outside my bedroom and as I was filling it up I thought I heard something come from inside my room I turned off the faucet and then listened but now there was nothing the sound of the fan I walked to the doorway in my bedroom and I couldn't tell what it was but something was creeping me out about my room now but I went

upstairs to the living room and decided to sleep on the couch that night I fell asleep eventually but that same night again I woke up this time to noises from the kitchen I saw the glow of the light from the fridge and the sounds of someone rummaging through it the way that floor was set up had the kitchen out of you from the couch in the living room I couldn't see who was there I heard the fridge door eventually shut then footsteps walk away and downstairs I was drowsy and so I went back to sleep

I believe it was the next day that my mom was folding clothes in my room and she told me my room stunk and I needed to clean up whatever that smell was I ignored her because I really didn't smell anything I wish I didn't ignore her though that night our dad put the air conditioning on because it was simply too hot after we all watched a movie as a family everyone started getting ready for bed I went to my room and played video games for a little while before getting sleepy by that time I turned

off the TV and console and rolled on my side to go to sleep like I always did tonight I didn't have the fan on because the air conditioning was on so there was just the sound of the air blowing out from the vents in the ceiling I fell asleep but once again I woke up not long after I didn't know what the sound I heard was all I heard was the vent fan blowing air then when it stopped blowing air the room was silent and I heard something breathing but it wasn't my breathing though I

looked around the room the closet door was shut so there was no way it was coming from there part of my childlike innocence assumed it was my younger sister playing a prank I got on the floor and looked the one place I could think to look under the bed I lifted the little piece of cloth that dangles at the bottom of the bed and there was a very large person laying underneath my bed on a pile of blankets their head was facing me but their eyes were closed I fell backwards and basically crab walked out

of the room screaming dad I heard my parents door swing open and my parents yelling and concerned I pointed into my room and said under the bed and my dad went and pulled out this very large dirty looking man I remember my dad quite easily physically forcing the man outside as my mom called 9-1-1 I'm sure he went to jail for a while or maybe not because he was homeless who knows this did a lot of mental damage to me where I didn't even want to sleep in my own room anymore or let alone in

that house I had to sleep in the middle of my parents for a while then my dad installed security cameras all over the house we threw out everything that was opened in the fridge because we had no idea what he put his mouth on in there the fear of someone being under my bed stayed with me for a long time years to come we don't even know how long he was hiding under my bed it could have been a few days the smell the person going through the fridge the randomly waking up every night for

a few days whether he meant harm or not having someone hiding under your bed is every child's biggest nightmare this story is from my great grandfather who is currently at the ripe old age of 101. he's told this story at family gatherings for years he's from the city of yarislava in Russia I guess it was the Soviet Union when he was born there being from the USSR of course he served under the Soviet Union during World War II then fleeing to the United States a few years after to escape communism he told me this story

again recently it had been not long after the battle of ilikiluki which wasn't a major battle of the war but it still ended up in a large amount of Soviet and German Bloodshed as most battles at the time did it was the evening and according to my great-grandfather it was very cold that night like hellish cold they were in a small house slash building that was one of the few with no damage to it which made it nice because it was warm him and his comrades were celebrating with drinks songs laughing and joking what you

could imagine a celebration would look like at some point in the evening two fellow soldiers walked into the building my great-grandfather and his friend Sergey didn't care for these two it was apparently because they were loud mouths and were just unpleasant guys Sergey asked my great-grandfather if he wanted to go out and have a smoke he agreed and the two put on their heavy coats and walked out into the freezing cold air my great-grandfather pulled out a cigarette as did Sergey and then he lit both of their cigarettes they were talking for a while both

enjoying their cigarette and basking in the glory that came along with winning the battle that had been going on for about two months after my great-grandfather finished a cigarette they were both about to go back inside when they heard what sounded like a man screamed from the woods in the distance fearing that it was the scream from one of their comrades possibly being attacked by a patrol of pissed off Germans they went back inside quickly and grabbed their guns because of the fact that there might be armed Germans they got a bunch more of their

fellow soldiers to run into the woods with them my great-grandpa mentioned that as he got deeper into the woods he started to get a weird feeling like Dread and fear when they couldn't hear screaming anymore my great-grandpa suggested that they all split into Duos and search for whoever it was Sergey went with him while the others went off in their own Duos after about two minutes of walking through the dark cold Woodlands my great grandpa said that he could hear faint crying like someone was in pain Sergey heard this too so they walked to where

they heard the crying sounds they started seeing drops of blood in the snow so they both began to take the situation as more of a threat than they were earlier it still gives me chills where my great grandpa tells me this part when him and Sergey got to the source of the crying sound they had found the most bizarre and disturbing scene they had witnessed two German soldiers on the ground one of them dead one alive one of them had their uniforms ripped and bloodied the alive one was cowering by a tree muttering stuff in

German he didn't notice my great-grandpa and Sergey right away my great-grandpa then walked towards the other body the corpse was horrifically mutilated missing limbs skin ripped off the face his uniform was shredded and it looked like he had been scalped another thing that stood out to my great grandpa was the smell he couldn't describe the smell saying it wasn't like a dead body but more like chemicals the corpse looked fresh Sergey investigated the living soldier who then noticing Sergey jumped back in Terror as if he had been traumatized he was shouting stuff in German it

was only then that my great-grandpa noticed that his leg had been torn apart and his chest was Bloody he said he could remember that German screaming something like Das colas or something similar Sergey pulled out his pistol and put the German out of his misery with a single shot to the head almost immediately after this my great-grandpa described hearing moaning-like noises that's when a very tall thing started running in the darkness away from them afraid Sergey and Great Grandpa started shooting erratically in the direction of the thing the other men ran over but the thing

was gone all the men were reprimanded when they got back to the Village but a report was sent to the high command it was never investigated further my great grandpa claims that it was the most terrifying experience of his life makes him stressed when thinking back on the side of that mangled German and that thing [Music] this happened when my fiance Morgan and I just moved into our house together in a quiet little town we still live in this house it's a modest cute little house perfect for us and a couple of kids if and

when we decide to have we met one of the neighbors right off the bat they seemed nice they were an older couple in their late 60s The Neighbors on the other side were pretty far away so we didn't meet them for a while we were still in the unpacking and Furnishing phase it might have been week two of living in the house we were exhausted by every night having to work our jobs and then also setting up the house and unloading Morgan was cooking pasta in the kitchen I was sitting at the table talking to

her while on my laptop shopping for area rugs it was a little stuffy in the house so I was gonna go slide open the back door but as I got to it I looked into the backyard and noticed someone sitting in one of the chairs he was kind of hunched over with his head down when I say I almost [ __ ] myself when I saw it I'm not kidding I whispered Morgan's name and said don't scream but there's a man in the yard she walked over to look outside and gasped she grabbed me and

kind of hid behind me and said go say something no wait don't truth be told I myself didn't know if I should go out there or not I'm not the biggest man to be honest and even though this guy had his back to us and was sitting down he looked like he was bigger than me Morgan suggested I knock on the glass and yell at him to leave I didn't want to do it though I was scared the backyard is huge but right outside the backyard door is a patio with the leftover furniture the lights

in the yard weren't on we just saw him through the interior lights shining through the glass door which meant he had to know we were in here I said [ __ ] it knocked on the glass and yelled hey you need to get off our property the man turned around and looked at me he then got up with his half smile almost like he was laughing he looked 50. he had a really long Gray beard and Tattoos down to his wrists he walked up to the glass I made sure the door was locked he stood

on the other side of the glass door and shifted his gaze to Morgan he started licking his lips and saying vile [ __ ] I yelled all right I'm calling the police I closed the sliding blind to get him out of our faces I called 9-1-1 and told the operator to please hurry and send police to our house I could still hear the man on the other side of the door now speaking at a very high volume almost yelling still saying disgusting things about Morgan I put the phone to the glass so the operator could

hear it he made me stay on the phone until police would show up eventually it went quiet outside and so I took a peek out the glass and the guy was gone still I couldn't wait for police to arrive and when they did they searched the backyard took a police report and left we thought it was over but later on that night when we were in the living room watching TV we both agreed we heard something from outside in the yard I went over to the window and kinked the blind just enough to see that

man outside again he had a cigarette in his hand he was talking to himself or trying to talk to us facing the house he noticed the kink in the blinds because he ran over to the window I jumped back and he started pounding on the window saying all these awful sick things he wanted to do to Morgan I told her to go upstairs I didn't want her to hear this anymore I yelled I'm gonna call the police again and then the pounding stopped and he went silent I waited a few seconds before kinking the blind

again and he was gone I went upstairs to go Comfort Morgan who was visibly shaken I told her he was gone when in hindsight I should have called the cops again downstairs I heard bumping and knocking I went halfway down the stairs and heard bumps on the back door and the doorknob twisting and turning he was trying to get into the house I grabbed the phone in the kitchen and called 9-1-1 again once again begging the operator to send police now this time the police arrived a lot quicker and I didn't alert the man outside

that they were coming but unfortunately by the time they showed up that man disappeared again it's very likely he just ran off into the trees deep in the backyard he didn't come back again that night the next day we went around knocking on neighbors doors both introducing ourselves to those we hadn't met yet and asking them if they knew anyone matching the description of that man what we found out was disturbing a couple a few doors down from us knew that man he was known for beating his ex-wife and having a drinking and drug problem

and generally just regarded as very dangerous he lived around the block from us in a small run-down house that's the scariest part we reported him to the police but since we didn't have him on video we couldn't press charges we don't know if he still lives there because we haven't heard from or seen him in a long time I hope it stays that way