These haunted people share the most unforgettable thing they've walked in on.
She Almost Didn’t Find Her
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“My best friend’s corpse hanging from a sprinkler nozzle in her bathroom, with a single candle burning on the countertop.
I only got in because she never locked her freaking front door, and because her co-worker told me she hadn’t shown up for work and hadn’t called, which wasn’t like her. If she hadn’t lit the candle, I’d never have thought to look in the bathroom because all the lights were off.”
So Awkward
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“My dad was really sick. I spent the whole day in the basement playing video games, so I thought I’d check up on him. I walked upstairs and found him. He was trying to give himself an enema, but he was too sick to move and was having a hard time. He asked me to put the hose in his butt.
Long story short, I had to rub some vaseline on his bum and give his intestines and little cleansing. He looked like he has a tiny bit of hemorrhoid too. Needless to say, it was a very memorable time. To the caretakers out there, I salute you.”
“None Of Us Have Mentioned It”
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“Back when I was in college, my mom would tell me to bring all my dirty laundry home with me on the weekends I would spend with my folks, and she would do it for me. I only had 1 laundry basket, so I stuffed that thing so full of dirty socks and underwear and jeans and shirts it weighed 40 pounds, and when I carried it out to my car I had to use my chin to keep it all inside the basket.
When I got to my parents’ house, I spent about five minutes getting the basket and clothes in the precarious position where I could carry it inside. Though my arms were outstretched, I still had enough leeway with my right hand to open the screen and turn the knob of the front door without the entire contraption collapsing on me. I took one step inside and was accosted with every child’s worst fear. My dad was going to town with my mom on the front couch.
At first, I really didn’t know what I was seeing. Be it shock, or the intense concentration required to keep all of those clothes from falling to the ground. At some point though, my mother’s eyes and my own made contact and an instant realization and panic came upon both of us. My father, though, had yet to notice.
The worst thing is, because I was overloaded and the screen had just shut behind me, I had no escape.
Finally, my father noticed I had entered the room, and like a gazelle demounted my mom and in three bounds, had exited the room. Finally, I was able to get the screen door to open, walked back out to my car, threw the basket in the trunk without caring about the contents and drove to a friend’s house.
To this day, none of us have mentioned it.”
It Was Like A Scene From A Horror Film
“I walked into a murder scene with blood everywhere. My sister was killed in a murder-suicide. I went to her apartment to pick up my nephew’s medication.
It had been eight hours, and they had not cleaned it yet. I didn’t notice I was stepping into a pool of her blood. My wife vomited.”
“Is Everything Okay?”
“I walked into my best friend’s house. I see him sitting over in the corner of the room looking at the floor, and he was furiously trying to wipe tears from his face, which was bright red. I looked a few feet over, and see a weapon sitting there.
He was home alone, didn’t know I was coming over, and I didn’t knock. It was pretty clear what I had walked into. I asked him if everything was okay. He had just been through a breakup with a kid involved.
But he just kind of looked up and said, ‘yeah, yeah actually I think so. I’m alright.’ Anyways, 15 years later we are still good friends. He married a new lady, has a gang of kids, and life is good.”
One Day He Just Snapped
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“My uncle was sitting in the dark with a weapon in his kids’ bedroom. He was in the doorway when I walked in. I got my aunt, and we asked him what he was doing. He said he was going to ‘kill them all.’ He was so calm it was creepy.
We called the police, and they came, and he gave up the weapon without a fight. He was sent away to a psychiatric hospital for 10 years. His kids were 8 and 10 at the time, and I was 14. They say he had a psychotic break after watching a man get killed with a broken broom handle at a jail. I knew him all my life before this happened and he was completely normal.
Now, he is in and out of mental hospitals so often I lose track. He supposedly heard voices telling him to kill his kids when they woke up. So I can assume that he was waiting for them to wake up. Now I’m thinking about what would have happened if I hadn’t been spending the night with my cousins that night and walked in.”
“It Was Definitely The Worst Day Of My Life”
“Not so much walked in on, but woke up to. I shared a room with my younger brother at home. He was epileptic and would sometimes have seizures in his sleep. They would wake me up, and I would roll him to his side and make sure he had a clear airway.
Well, this one night I guess it just never woke me up. I woke up in the morning to my mother calling his name to try to wake him up for his job as a bagger at our local grocery store. It was his favorite thing in the world. He also had Aspergers, and this job was really one of the things he was most proud of, so it was very strange that he wasn’t up. My mother then asked me to wake him up.
That’s when the worst day of my entire life began. We had bunk beds, and I had the top so I climb down and checked on him. He was face down and cold and blue and stiff. I knew instantly. I started to scream, ‘call 911. Call 911.’
I completely had a meltdown. I pulled him out of the bed to the floor and tried CPR on him the whole time crying hysterically. Obviously, it was all in vain. I was outside for the rest of the day. I was completely in shock and couldn’t do anything but talk to my best friends who came over immediately when they heard the news.
For the longest time, I blamed myself for not waking up when he had his seizure. I no longer do, but I miss him like crazy. No one should ever have to experience the death of their sibling. Let alone find them dead. It was definitely the worst day of my life.”
She Thought Everything Was Normal, But Discovered The Dark Truth
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“I moved out of my mom’s house at 16 years old due to being unable to deal with seeing the way she treated herself all the time. She had a problem with popping all sorts of pills to the point where she would pass out for days at a time. I thought she was dead multiple times because I couldn’t wake her up. She would never eat properly and spent all her time locked in her room. Despite this, we had a good relationship when she wasn’t messed up, and I loved her to bits, so it killed me to move out but I couldn’t take it anymore.
After I moved out, it got worse and worse, and our relationship suffered because for a period I didn’t want to see her because I was so mad at her for not getting help. About a year goes by and we’re in a phase where we’re talking a bit here and there.
One day, I decided to go into her house because I was annoyed that she was probably in one of her comas again. I still had the key to her house; I refused to give it back to her when I moved out. I opened the door and made my way through the mess of the house upstairs into her bedroom.
She was crumpled up on the floor, naked, white as a ghost. The next few minutes were the worst of my life, screaming at her and hitting her trying to get her to wake up, but just feeling how cold she was I knew it was too late.”
He Is Haunted By What He Saw
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“I worked as a pizza delivery boy when I was 19 years old. I was sent to a block of flats. On the ninth floor, I walked up to the door, and I heard a baby screaming. I knock on the door, and it opens a little because it wasn’t closed properly. I hear a barely audible ‘come in’ in a shaky woman’s voice. I push the door open and my life changes forever.
The place was completely devoid of anything apart from a round table, two chairs, and a wooden crate in the far left corner. Sitting on the two chairs around the table are two of the most broken women I have ever seen. The table is littered with needles. One of the women was still busy using. My eyes are immediately drawn to the far corner of the room where are the screaming is coming from. Between the gaps of the wooden slats of the crate, I can see a baby thrashing from side to side.
I walk up to the table and put my delivery bag down on the place with the least needles. I take out their order and just dump it on the table. They don’t even know I’m there anymore. I turn and leave. Not a single word, no eye contact, apart from the ‘come in’ there was no way for me to know these women even acknowledged my existence. I completely forgot about taking cash for the order. I didn’t care, all I can think is that I need to get out before I throw up.
I’m walking back to my car with chaos going on in my head. This has ruined me. I am destroyed. I am utterly broken by what I have seen. A few steps from my car my legs stop working and I hit the ground. Suddenly I am flooded with emotion and scream just like that baby. I have no idea how long I lay there screaming. Long enough for me to work up the courage to get into my car and drive away.
I get back to the shop. I tell my manager everything. He calls the cops. We never hear about it again. This is South Africa, nothing is ever done about stuff like that.”
What He Found Was Horrible
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“I was in Qatar for a deployment with the Navy. I walked into the bathroom to pee and saw two young guys on the bathroom floor. One was laying on his back, his skin was bone white, and he was profusely bleeding out of his side while his friend knelt over him trying to stuff it with paper towels screaming at him to stay awake.
The rumor mill was that they were wasted and playing with their knives. Whatever happened before, I walked in on somebody’s truly last moments.”
A Horrorshow At Home
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“When I was 17, I was awoken by the sound of my mom screaming. Not a regular scream, but a ‘this is the end, God save me’ scream. Hopped off the floor of my brother’s bedroom to hear shots and my brother running in to tell me my dad just shot my mom. We ran back out into the living room just in time to see my dad shooting himself in the head. My older brother saw it, but I didn’t since I was behind him.
My mom was lying on her stomach covering her face, leaking blood and trying to breathe, and my dad’s head was leaking blood profusely. The worst part was when his body was fighting to breathe, and you could hear it from the back room.
The smell stayed in my nose for over a month.”
They Were Not OK
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“Right after college, I moved in with a few friends. They were really into illegal substances, so whenever they decided to stay home and ‘party,’ I would just go out. One night I came home, and the house was very quiet, which was unusual. I walk down the hall and open my roommate’s door. Nothing could have prepared for what I was about to see.
My roommate is completely naked sitting on her bed. She had been chewing on her bottom lip so bad that blood is running down her chest. My other two roommates are trying to take care of her and calm her down, but they are so messed up that they aren’t much help. It was like a scene out of The Exorcist, really screwed up.”
He Couldn’t Believe What He Stumbled Across
“I walked into an illegal gambling den hidden inside a nondescript grey building next to the auto shop near where I broke down. I thought it was the office of the shop. Nope. A very large, very scary Asian man pushed me back out the door and slammed it in my face.”
“I Accidentally Saved Her Life”
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“I went to my best friend’s house. The front door was unlocked, and I did the knock while opening the door thing. I found his mom passed out in a chair with a needle sticking out of her arm. She was also naked.
I ran home and told my mom. It turns out, she overdosed and was rushed to the hospital. I accidentally saved her life. I will never not knock again. I was 9 years old when this happened.”
She Was Caught Off Guard
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“I was about 10 or 11 years old babysitting a toddler. Anyhow, the girl I was babysitting didn’t wake up until 8 a.m., so when I got there around 7 a.m., I’d load up my video game on their computer and play until she woke up.
One particular day, I came in to find the safe in the corner of the office was wide open, being a curious kid I looked in. There was a mass of naked photos of the wife, and a few videos. So I put one of the videos in, it was literally her laying on the bed motionless, he struts up, does his thing, walks away, comes back with a towel, and wipes her off.”
“I Just Backed Out And Went Home”
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“A few years ago, my friend invited me over to chill at his house. I get there a little earlier than planned and just go on in. I am looking all over for him and finally walk into the master bedroom.
I guess he just took a shower or something because it was all steamy in there. And he was just standing there on the bathroom counter in a squat position, butt naked, staring at himself in the mirror with a serious expression. He never saw me and I just backed out of the room and went home.”
Behind Closed Doors
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“I walked in on my stepfather choking my mother. It was clearly not the murder choke, but it was a huge act of aggression. He was drinking heavily at the time, and I was in my early teens or not even that, don’t quite remember. I didn’t know what to do at all. Luckily he saw me and stopped.
I have this thing that I’ve come to dislike very much, especially during my last year working with a psychotherapist, which is either something I’ve had from the beginning, or something that came out of my life’s experience, or most likely both – I can brush off anything.
I just don’t get phased by the negative stuff of any magnitude at all, minimum emotions. But it doesn’t go away, it creeps up poisoning me over time. I take pills and try to stay positive. But seasons still come and go and I’m losing parts of my soul one by one. I never needed much to be happy but I lost it on the way. Or maybe it’s just life, I don’t know.
Really sorry, had to speak out.”
They Were Like Furious Rabbits
“I manage a movie theatre, so on several occasions have I walked in on kids fooling around. And yes, I mean kids. Usually, they’re only about 13 to 16 years old because I’m assuming they have nowhere else to go that they can be alone to fool around.
The worst experience was earlier this year. A group of about six 15-year-olds comes to a movie in the afternoon. I think they’ll probably be noisy and need a good shhh-ing. So I open the door to go and check things out, and right there in the doorway a girl is bent over with her skirt pulled up and he’s right behind her going to town. He quickly slams himself up against the wall as I yell, ‘What are you doing!’ and shut the door. I open the door just enough for them to hear me and tell them to get dressed and get out.
They walk out red-faced and bolt to the back exit. I go back to my office with a look on my face like I just saw a ghost. My employees laugh their butts off for a good five minutes while I just shake my head in disbelief and disgust. I tell them to get back to work and take the trash out. Well 10 minutes later, they come back in laughing hysterically and tell me they saw them banging on the dumpster.”