Crimes don't just happen in the movies; where do you think these films get their inspiration from? The real stories listed here, gleaned from Reddit, include tales of murderous pediatricians, chainsaw deaths, and small-time serial killers.
Perhaps what makes them most terrifying is the fact that they're all true, and for some, very close to home.
From Redditor Your_Friend_Steve:
"This is the creepiest crime that I've ever heard of from my dad (who is a former cop). He worked on one of the local precincts for a few years before moving up to a bigger job.
He was working the night shift around those apartments when he got a noise complaint. Since this was nothing unusual, he wasn't in a big hurry to get over there. The only thing weird about the call out was that the neighbors said it sounded like someone was starting a lawn mower in an apartment, but dispatch thought it was just weird music. So, he gets over to the apartment building and walks up to the unit to find the door open a bit.
Before I go on, let me tell you about the occupants of this apartment. They were a mid-twenties married couple. The husband had just returned from being deployed, and the wife was an accountant at some place that's not important to the story. Now, while the husband was still overseas, he found out that his wife was cheating on him heavily. So when he got back, he did what any normal guy would do: he bought her a new dress and they went out to have an expensive dinner.
While they were out, he made sure she got extra drunk. And as a precaution, he slipped some sleeping pills into her food/drink. They left, and she passed out in the car. He drove her home and carried her up to the living room, laid her on the couch, and took off all her clothes. He then went to the garage, grabbed his handy-dandy chainsaw, and ran back to his loving wife. He then started said chainsaw, and 'butterflied her from cooch to chin' (my father's words). After slicing his bride open, he went onto the back porch and 'French-kissed his mossberg' (committed suicide with his shotgun).
So, when my father knocked on the door and it opened a bit more, he saw the bloody mess that was formerly their living room. He phoned for backup, and they got there pretty quick. They entered the apartment and after clearing the place, a few had to leave the area because of the wife's corpse."
From Redditor brewbrew:
"The victim was a friend of mine, actually. She had a small rebound fling with a guy, both were 19-years-old. She finds out she's pregnant with this guy's child. She sends a text message to friends on May 10th, 2006, before she goes over to this guy's house to talk about their situation, which he is already aware of. She is never seen or heard from again. Her car turns up at a random strip mall in a busy area.
Fingers are obviously pointing at the particular guy, so police went to his house. They found a hacked up, blood soaked mattress; the guy says she was menstruating. They find two blood-spattered swords, as well as blood spatter on the walls and ceiling. They have him on tape buying cleaning supplies from a local Walgreens, and blood traces in the back of his SUV.
He turns himself into authorities, because he knows he's going to be apprehended. He pleads not guilty and maintains innocence the entire time. Court of public opinion has already hanged him pre-trial. He is convicted of second degree murder, given 80 years (50 years minimum) in state prison. He has tried to appeal several times, and has been categorically denied each time. He still maintains innocence. A body has also never shown up and nobody has any idea why he won't give the location of the body up. I'm still convinced there was someone else involved.
I still remember searching for her for weeks and months in just about any likely spot. Rest in Peace Jessica."
From Redditor Bryceybryce:
"Definitely not the creepiest thing to happen in my city, but I knew the guy personally. When I was young, I had a pediatrician, as we all do. Now this pediatrician was a really good guy and every time I would leave his office he would say to me, 'Stay charming.' Mind you, I was three or four at the time.
One day I stopped going to this pediatrician, and I asked my parents why I was no longer going to my favorite doctor of all time. They told me that he had moved away and I could not go to him anymore. What actually happened, however, was that he had had a mistress. Now said mistress ended up pregnant, and my married pediatrician refused to deal with the situation as a normal person would do. Instead he killed his mistress, with his illegitimate child in her womb, and drove his dead mistress up to Angeles Crest. He then proceeded to torch the car and shove it over a ravine with said mistress and unborn child inside. He was convicted of the crime and got life in prison.
I, however, am still charming."
From Redditor Fat_Val_Kilmer:
"I went to a small art school - the sort that was small enough for everyone to know everyone quite easily. The students knew the teachers, knew the models, and knew the staff.
Now, as most people know, the majority of academic student art involves nude models, and therefore, nude pictures and sculptures. Our school had a particularly robust figurative sculpture department, and some pretty attractive models.
One night, someone broke into one of the studios, where a particular class's sculptures of a very attractive model were stored. He then used a metal pipe to put a hole in a specific part of the clay statue. He then proceeded to vigorously copulate with the aforementioned hole in the aforementioned statue, of the aforementioned pretty model.
The creator of the sculpture returned to class the next day to find a hole that they didn't remember making that was also, incidentally, filled with dried semen.
Needless to say, a few casual viewings of the school's security footage resulted in an expulsion."