3 Disturbing TRUE Scary Stories

[Music] this happened a few months ago I've been driving for lift for a few years now and I usually stick to late night shifts the roads are quieter and the tips are better but there is a tradeoff every once in a while you get a story that sticks with you and not in a good way I'd always thought of myself as careful I've dealt with my fair share of odd passengers but nothing and I mean nothing even came close to being as strange as what I'm about to tell you I didn't have a dash cam

at the time and that night was the main reason I installed one it started off normal enough just me and the odd sounds my car would occasionally make I've got this beat up 2005 Volvo but it's reliable as hell the streets were quite literally deserted which like I said earlier I preferred sometime after 2: p.m. I got a request from a convenience store nearby seemed harmless at first but for some reason I got this weird feeling in my gut about it you ever get that feeling like something's off but you can't explain why that's exactly

what hit me as I drove up before I even saw the guy I figured out why I was getting that gut feeling the convenience store I was pulling up to was closed all the lights were off and there was not a single car in the lot as I pulled closer I saw him I made sure to drive pretty slowly so I could get a good look at him he was pacing outside the store wearing this ratty hoodie that looked like it hadn't seen a washing machine in years I'm not kidding about that there was literally

a hole in the sleeve his movements were Jerky like he couldn't stand still and he kept glancing over his shoulder like he thought someone was after him if I had to guess he was on something I probably should have just canceled the ride and driven away I even hovered my finger over the cancel button but I didn't for whatever reason I unlocked the doors and he slid into the back seat without a word I regretted my decision the moment I took my foot off the break most people either scroll on their phones or stare out

the window but not him he just sat there staring at me through the rearview mirror not blinking not looking away just staring directly at me I tried not to stare back but I couldn't help but catch his eye a couple of times he looks kind of angry which was also pretty unsettling I tried to ignore him and turned on the radio to break the silence I don't even remember which station I clicked on but the moment the music started playing he snapped at me to turn it off his voice was deep and a little raspy

and I could tell he was a smoker right away that kind of caught me off guard and I Dr the steering wheel a little bit I resisted the urge to look at him in the mirror and just did as he said gripping the wheel a little tighter I didn't say anything and we drove in silence for a while I thought maybe he'd just sit there quietly until we got to his stop that's what I was hoping for at least but then he spoke I remember the conversation like it was yesterday he asked me if I

ever picked up someone I shouldn't have that question hit me like a brick I let out this awkward laugh and said well I hope not I was trying to keep it light but he didn't react he just leaned back and muttered something to himself that I couldn't hear then he started going on about how he used to be an Uber driver and he quit because some punks stole some stuff from his car he was slurring his words a bit so I couldn't make out everything he said but I got the gist of the story for

the most part I looked in the mirror once or twice while he was telling me the story and I realized he was smiling the whole time which was incredibly unsettling a normal person wouldn't smile talking about something like that he concluded his story by saying it's funny how much trust you put in someone sitting right behind you that comment was what did it for me I started thinking about him as more of a threat than just a crazy drug addict unfortunately there wasn't much I could do about it I felt my pulse speed up I

kept my eyes on the road but my mind was spinning I glanced at the GPS focusing on the destination like it was some kind of Lifeline but the guy did not know when to stop talking he kept babbling about nonsense some of it concerning and some of it just gibberish I honestly couldn't keep up eventually he started apologizing to someone although I don't think it was me he began insinuating that he had just done something awful and that he was a bad person he kept saying I didn't mean it repeatedly followed by a few frantic

um saries I didn't respond worried that he'd do something if I did I didn't know what he' done or what he was capable of but I wasn't about to find out we were only a few minutes from his stop when he snapped out of his muttering Haze and yelled at me that I had missed the turn I didn't miss it the GPS clearly showed we were on track but I slammed on the brakes anyway mostly out of fear he demanded that I pull over so that's what I did my hands were shaking at that point

I just wanted the nightmare to be over as soon as I shifted into Park headlights appeared behind us it was a police car I said a silent prayer and watched as it crept down the road its Spotlight briefly sweeping over my car the guy in my back seat slouched down like he was trying to stay out of sight I turned my head and saw him lying almost perfectly flat on my back seat with his eyes closed I whipped my head back around before he saw me trying to keep my breathing steady he stayed in that

position for a really uncomfortable amount of time I wanted to ask him to leave but decided against it eventually he lifted his head and told me I had gotten lucky before I had a chance to do anything he opened my car door and disappeared I ended up calling my shift short after that I was shaken up and didn't feel like driving around anymore it wasn't until a few weeks later that I came across something on my phone that proved how dangerous of a situation I had been in according to a news article a convenience store

had been robbed on the night I picked up that passenger it was two blocks from where I had picked that guy up it makes me sick knowing I was inches away from a dangerous criminal who could have harmed me if he had chosen to I'm a little scared to contact the police about this I try to avoid law enforcement for various personal reasons I won't get into I'm not really sure if my report would even help either way I'm much more cautious about who I let in my car [Music] I used to live in the

city the urban lifestyle is honestly what I always envisioned for myself I'm not going to get into it but after an extremely traumatic experience I couldn't bear even the smallest noises I began to hate noise in general my psychiatrist told me I had developed a rare case of phonophobia so that pins and needles feeling you get when your foot falls asleep it's kind of like that but in my chest always there like my body was BRAC ring for something that wasn't coming every car horn or slamming door felt like a jolt straight to my nerves

I couldn't keep living like that about 3 years ago I found a cabin buried deep in the Pacific Northwest I don't want to say exactly where it was for reasons you'll soon understand but all I'll say is that it was somewhere in Oregon it seemed perfect very few neighbors no traffic barely any cell service what really sold me on it though was the lack of noise it was just me and the peace and quiet for the first time in months I thought I might actually feel safe the cabin itself was small but cozy to be

fair it was exactly what the listing had promised you could tell it had been built to last with thick wooden beams and a sturdy stone fireplace it smelled like Pine and old books when I first walked in you know that kind of earthy scent that's almost comforting think like one of those old cabin style bed and breakfasts for any of you who have gone skiing before the nearest neighbor lived about a 10-minute walk down a narrow dirt path I didn't meet her right away though for the first few days I just soaked in the silence

I'd wake up to the sound of birds instead of sirens and at night the only thing I heard was the wind brushing through the trees it was like the whole world had pressed pause and I could finally breathe again I did all my work for my laptop so there really was no need for me to connect with the outside world beyond that about a week after I moved in there was a knock at the door the cabin obviously had no doorbell so those knocks were something I'd have to get used to I opened the door

expecting it to be my neighbor and it was it was a moderately old woman carrying a basket of preserves like she just stepped out of a Hallmark movie She introduced herself as Michelle and told me she lived about 10 minutes down the trail which didn't sound far at all until you factored in how dense the woods were I mean you could get turned around in there just looking for firewood she was in her late 60s with oddly long gray hair and these piercing blue eyes that made you feel like she could see right through you

she wasn't rude exactly more like blunt she welcomed me to the woods and extended the basket toward me like she was expecting me to take it I didn't really have much of a choice she was practically shoving it in my face I know it sounds hospitable but her vibe seemed a little off if that makes any sense I grabbed it impulsively but I admit I had never been treated that way by a neighbor before it wasn't anything crazy but it wasn't something I was used to I thanked her as I took the basket and she

looked at me like she was expecting me to say something else I honestly didn't know what else to say so I just smiled she kept staring at me awkwardly which confirmed my suspicion that this woman didn't interact with a lot of people eventually she spoke she said these were her exact words which I'll never forget always keep your lanterns full your Windows shut tight and your wits sharper than your axe it wasn't something a normal person would say to someone else it was like she was reciting from a rule book it honestly sounded more like

a warning than advice I nodded smiled and turned to go back inside after shutting the door I stood there in silence waiting to hear her footsteps walk away she didn't walk away for a good 45 seconds which was probably the strangest part about the whole interaction despite the weird vibe I did appreciate her kindness she seemed reclusive but not unfriendly the kind of person who'd help you if you asked but wouldn't go out of her way to pry I told myself it was nice to know someone was close by even if I didn't plan on

needing her I didn't even bother looking in the basket I just set it down in the living room and forgot about it there was a thunderstorm that night which is extremely rare for Oregon but it does happen I lit a few candles and curled up on the couch with a book trying to ignore the fact that the power was flickering every few minutes some of you might find that kind of isolation scary but I actually loved it for some reason my brain wasn't freaked out by the natural sounds of the thunderstorm it was actually that

specific storm which gave me that realization I listened intently to everything outside and it was D I say soothing but of course that peaceful feeling didn't last a few hours after the storm started there was a knock at the door that nearly made me jump out of my skin I say knock but it was really more of a banging it was loud and definitely not natural like whoever it was didn't care that it was pouring outside my heart started pounding and I began to feel that God awful tingly sensation in my chest after hesitating for

a few seconds I grabbed the flashlight and got up to check who it was I looked through the little glass window pane next to the door it was Michelle soaked to the bone and clutching a flashlight I opened the door and she spoke before I even had a chance to greet her she blurted out that she saw someone near my wood pile and that I should know about it I was beyond confused but her words were incredibly concerning and that took precedence I stepped out onto the porch shining my flashlight into the rain but I

couldn't see anything anything but trees I asked her if she was sure and she nodded her eyes kept darting to the woods like she was expecting someone to emerge from it any second the whole thing was pretty freaky I kept looking around but there wasn't much I could make out between the darkness and the chaos of the storm before I could say anything else she told me to be careful and began walking away without waiting for a response I watched her head back down the path toward her cabin clearly unfazed by the pouring rain I

stood there until the glow of the flashlight disappeared out of sight and then I went back inside the literal second I shut the door I realized her story was riddled with holes how could she have seen someone near my wood pile if her house was 10 minutes away she must have been on my property to begin with why the hell would she be snooping around my cabin during a thunderstorm was she lying it didn't sit right with me but marching over to her house in the middle of a thunderstorm was the last thing I was

going to do still I had to do something I locked up the cabin as securely as I could and sat in my room listening the storm started to die down after a while but I still felt pretty uneasy a few more hours passed without incident so I decided that it was probably safe to go to sleep I can't remember exactly what time it was but sometime after midnight I woke up to the sound of a branch snapping just outside my bedroom window I'm a really light sleeper so I was 100% POS positive it was a

branch snapping and not something else I froze in place for a few tense seconds listening eventually I crept to the window half hoping I wouldn't see anything at first I didn't but then I spotted her Michelle she was standing at the edge of the woods her body angled away from my house I could tell it was her because her hair was so long and disheveled I strained to make out more but being as there was only Moonlight to help me see it was no use I saw her beginning to turn around so I ducked beneath

the window before she could catch me looking at her I stayed crouched there for what felt like forever and I finally mustered the courage to peek again she was gone I genuinely didn't know what to do I hadn't exactly pegged her as dangerous just weird but at that point I was having second thoughts it didn't make sense why would she try and warn me earlier if she was the one poking around I didn't sleep for hours I was pretty dead set on just staying up until sunrise a few hours passed and I was starting to

get tired as I finally began letting my guard down there was a knock at the door it wasn't like the banging from earlier it was actually kind of quiet still I wasn't going to get up under any circumstances the pins and needles started up again as I quietly made my way over to the door I took an inconspicuous glance through the pain and Frozen horror it wasn't Michelle it was a Burly looking bald guy with a thick beard I had to fight every bone in my body not to yell out in fear the situation instantly

went from a 6 to a 10 as quietly as I could I retreated to my bathroom locked the door and called the police as I was on the phone with them I started to hear banging on the front door like someone was repeatedly smashing it with a heavy object the operator told me help was on the way and instructed me not to hang up I sat there more terrified than I'd ever been in my entire life eventually the front door gave way and I heard it crash open I genuinely thought I was going to die

that man whoever he was started smashing things in my cabin at least that's what it sounded like all I could hear was the sound of glass breaking and wood splintering I didn't dare make a sound luckily that man didn't seem to look for me because I never heard his footsteps leave the living room eventually the Smashing sound stopped and I was sitting in complete silence again I had been fighting off a panic attack the whole time to my surprise the police actually arrived pretty quickly but not soon enough to catch that guy in the ACT

he was long gone I pleaded with the officers to help me out but they were downright useless they did a pathetic search of the surrounding property but that was it they wouldn't even agree to search the wood saying that it was too dense and they were unlikely to find him there anyway I begged them to accompany me to Michelle's house at least which they agreed to when we got to her property my jaw literally dropped the entire cabin was abandoned the cops confirmed this and said no one had lived there in decades I told them

they had to search it for squatters but they told me there was no reason for them to do that they tried to tell me that there was no clear signs of habitation so it would be a waste of time I damn nearly lost my mind when I heard them say that I tried to argue but they more or less told me that living in the woods was a risk I was taking and was not their problem they left after that which infuriated me I obviously moved out of that cabin but not before spending one more

night there it was awful but I made it through without anything happening things have been good for me since then but I still constantly think about this experience some of my superstitious friends have theorized that Michelle was actually a spirit that was trying to protect me and that she was really just trying to watch over my property for whatever reason I don't believe in the Paranormal so I think it's much more likely that two people her and that man had been squatting in that abandoned cabin I just still don't understand why they decided to Target

me or why Michelle would bother to warn me if she were planning on breaking into my house I don't think I'll ever know [Music] my name is Luke my girlfriend Katherine and I met three years ago as freshman in college we go to Stanford which has been my dream school since I was like eight neither of us are from California pretty far from it actually we're both from Ohio her from Cincinnati and me just outside Columbus I think that's a big reason we were so attracted to each other I think people from similar areas are

naturally drawn to each other for whatever reason Stanford's not not a huge school but most of the student body is originally from California so us being from the Midwest definitely differentiates us one of the Traditions we've created is how we split Christmas between our families Katherine's popular amongst my relatives so her presence is always appreciated and welcomed damn near expected at this point since her house is just a 2-hour drive from mine we decided early on to spend Christmas Eve with my family who celebrates Christmas Eve night and then drive through the night to her

house for Christmas Day until I met her I didn't realize that most families celebrate Christmas the day of not the night before oddly enough my favorite part of the holiday isn't Christmas Eve or Christmas day though it's that late night drive it's become its own little tradition something we both look forward to every year the first time we did it Still Remains one of my favorite memories with her because of where I live the quickest route from my house to hers doesn't take us on a major highway most of the route is quiet back roads

just Fields trees and the occasional distant Farmhouse it's always really late at night when we do it so in combination with the secluded route we rarely encounter any other cars it feels like the world is asleep and we have it all to ourselves don't laugh but we always blast juice World during the drive his music has been a shared Obsession since we met I know his music is a little cringy but something about singing the lyrics together is really special it's like we're in syn this past Christmas Eve started like any other after a wholesome

night with my entire extended family we packed up my car around midnight and hit the road the snow was falling lightly and the roads were deserted as expected with the music and heat cranked up everything felt perfect that all changed in an instant though what I'm about to describe to you is still one of the most unsettling things I've ever experienced probably the most unsettling thing I was driving along when the music was interrupted by my phone ringing I GL down a little irritated that I'd be getting a call this late it was an unknown

number I ignored it without thinking probably a scam call those things are constant these days Katherine made a joke about how committed those call center guys must be making calls on Christmas I laughed in agreement and that was that but then a few minutes later my phone rang a second time I again looked down and saw that it was another unknown number probably the same one as before I side irritated but let it go to voicemail Catherine glanced at me and raised her eyebrow but didn't say anything I tilted my phone towards her to show

her that it was an unknown number and she said that's so weird with a confused look I didn't respond instead just Shrugged my shoulders the music eventually resumed and I tried to take my mind off the phone calls but of course not 2 minutes later my phone rang again I was pissed at that point cursing under my breath as I fumbled wildly for my phone I snatched it from the console and swiped aggressively across the screen ready to tell whoever it was to screw off for spamming my phone I could tell I startled Catherine as

her body tensed up with my sudden movements in hindsight I probably overreacted but I was sick of being harassed I basically barked hello into the phone with as sharp a tone as I could muster I expected the scam script to begin but I was instead met with silence I turned up the volume in my car and immediately picked up on a faint static coming from the other side of the line I was about to hang up when a man's voice spoke The Voice didn't belong to anyone I knew hello Luke I was so caught off

guard I nearly swerved off the road I couldn't speak I felt my whole body starting to itch which always happens to me when I'm nervous before I could respond the man continued he started reciting personal information my full name my address details about my life that no No Stranger should know details that no stranger could know my mind was racing trying to make sense of it I wanted to pull over on the side of the road but I kept driving like I was in some kind of Trance I considered shouting at him but decided that

anger wasn't the best resource in a situation like this after he paused for a few tense moments I finally spoke I asked him what he wanted in a steady voice trying to hide the fear I was feeling the voice paused before delivering the words that made my blood run cold he said that he wasn't here for me that he was here for Catherine hearing my girlfriend's name was about 100 times more terrifying than hearing my own and the horrified expression on her face told me that she was just as shocked as I was I blurted

out that I didn't know a Catherine that he must have the wrong number the man chuckled before saying she's sitting right next to you that was too much for me I pulled over on the side of the road I had no choice my hands were literally shaking fear I was about to say something when Catherine reached into my lap in one fluid movement and hung up the phone just like that I literally screamed in her face demanding to know why she hung up on a stranger that was making personal threats towards us she didn't answer

just looked at me with wide fearful eyes I desperately tried to call the number back once twice three times but it never went through Catherine told me to keep driving which I ultimately did but not before questioning her she told me she was scared and that I couldn't blame her for hanging up which I guess was fair I drove off in silence but I still couldn't understand why she'd hang up the phone I don't know whether I was more Furious or afraid part of me was expecting that number to call back but after about 10

minutes I felt like it was increasingly unlikely at one point I looked over at Catherine and saw Tears In Her Eyes she told me she didn't feel safe which I empathized with something in the pit of my stomach noded at me though Catherine and I had been through enough in our relationship to know that trust didn't always come easily there had been little things White Lies half truths moments where I caught her being less than honest I knew I was being paranoid though how could she possibly have done anything to do with this the rest

of the drive was silent I didn't play the music again and neither of us spoke my mind was still spinning with a million unanswered questions who the hell was that guy how did he know so much about me only my family knew where we were driving that night and they' never pull a stunt like this I was 100% sure of it I couldn't think of another explanation though even when we finally pulled into Catherine's driveway I didn't feel much better it's been almost a month since this happened and I have yet to get my answers

neither of our family members were responsible we asked all of them Catherine swears she's just as clueless as I am which leads me to believe the person on the other end of the phone call had sinister attentions you might think I'm overreacting to a harmless prank but I'm telling you other than our family members there are no people on Earth who knew Catherine and I would be driving that night I've been really tense ever since I can't help but brace myself every time my phone rings I know he's going to call me again eventually it's

just a matter of time [Music]