21 Unsettling Encounters That Had Reddit Users Questioning Their Reality

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Vote up the most unsettling unexplainable encounters.

Reddit users detail their eeriest experiences that have them searching for answers.

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Most answers have been edited for grammar and clarity.


  • 1
    394 VOTES

    "...I Heard What Sounded Like Someone Banging Their Head On The Door Downstairs Or Something."

    From Redditor u/Gbchris12:

    Recently just started a new job where one of my duties is to lock up this building that was once a cancer hospital. I thought I was crazy but my stories have been confirmed by my co-workers/security camera footage.

    Most wild experience? Was about 10pm and there was a massive snowstorm outside so I expected some weird noises like howling from the wind, etc. I'm on the first floor, which is just a labyrinth of hallways, making sure all the doors are locked. Out of nowhere, I heard what sounded like someone groaning. I attributed this to the wind outside. Five minutes later, it happened again, so I yelled "Police! Who's there?! Show yourself!" I radio for backup and confirmation that the building is empty besides me, which is confirmed. Backup never shows up due to the nuts snowstorm outside. None of the sergeants felt like coming to help since they knew what was likely going on from watching cameras. I'm finishing the 2nd floor and I heard what sounded like someone banging their head on the door downstairs or something. It was loud. I get downstairs and the locking mechanism on the door is unlocked. This locking mechanism is only unlocked by two very specific keys (they don't even look like keys). Me and my Sarge on duty are the only ones that have them. At this point, I'm literally sweating and just f***ing hurry up back to the 2nd floor and lock up the fastest I have ever done.

    I get back to base and tell our dispatcher and sergeant what happened and they're just sitting there laughing, acknowledging my claims. They said that building is haunted as f*** and even students have experiences there in mid-day. My dispatcher then showed me the locking mechanism being unlocked (its a huge bar of metal, very noticeable on camera) and chills just ran down my back. She then showed me running down the hallway on my way to exit and one of the doors I locked swung open behind me. I didn't hear it because my gun belt and boots were making too much noise.

    394 votes
  • 2
    523 VOTES

    "I'm No Longer Religious, But I Can't Explain Or Deny What I Felt And Experienced."

    From a Redditor:

    I, with absolute certainty, experienced a malicious haunting.

    I was living in England as a missionary (Ex-Mormon). We had just moved flats because the sister missionary pair had been taken out of the town due to lots of harassment while they walked around. Their flat was way nicer than ours, so we got the go ahead to move in.

    The sister missionaries had all had a terrible time for years in this town. Sickness, depression, physically fighting one another—you name it. While I was there, one sister broke her foot, another had become incredibly depressed, and another had developed a heart condition.

    We move in after they leave and immediately things start to get weird. My companion and I become mean and bitter to one another. We were fighting constantly over the most ridiculous things. I couldn't sleep (which is never usally a problem as a missionary because by the end of the day you're exhausted) and I was losing track of time. At one point, my companion and I realized during our study time that we'd both just been staring at the wall, completely zoned out, and had no concept of how long we'd been doing it.

    The worst part, though, was that I could not shake this feeling that I was being watched. It always felt like if I could just turn around quick enough I would see someone standing right behind me.

    One day we get home and I stay downstairs while my companion goes upstairs. Technically, you're always supposed to stay within sight of one another, but when you're in your own flat most tend to drop that rule. Well, eventually I hear him messing around in the kitchen. There's a window in the living room that you can see into the kitchen but it's fogged glass, so it's really just shapes and outlines.

    I looked through that window and I saw the outline of my companion moving around in the kitchen.

    Not even a minute later and I look up to the sound of my companion come bounding down the stairs. I asked him when he'd gone back upstairs, and he replied that he'd never come downstairs since we'd been home.

    My blood ran cold and I immediately had this all consuming feeling that I was being watched. I panicked and told my companion that we had to leave. Every fiber of my being told me that something awful was about to happen to us. That whatever was there hated us, and would hurt us the moment it found a way to.

    A few seconds later, our phone rings. It's our zone leaders calling to tell us that they'd had a random feeling to call us and tell us that they wanted us to pray over our flat. Neither I nor my companion had called or told them anything. We did, and immediately it all felt better.

    After that day nothing ever happened again. I'm no longer religious, but I can't explain or deny what I felt and experienced.

    523 votes
  • 3
    283 VOTES

    "The Trauma From That Was So Bad That I Had To Go See A Therapist..."

    From Redditor u/Tacosgood890:

    Ever since I was 10, I’ve always encountered a sleep paralysis episode once a month. This experience I will never forget. I went to sleep really early then I usually do. Probably around 7 or so, I woke up at 2 in the morning and found out I couldn’t move. I tried calling my mom and dad but nothing. Living in a big room was always unsettling for me since there were lots of shadowy corners. I’m saying this because in one corner, there was a long, dark black figure.

    It had no facial features from what I remember. But the legs and that huge, long body is what terrified me the most. It crept closer and closer. Every movement felt like hours. Then it got to the side of my bed and their long finger was pointed at me. I closed my eyes and I think that’s when I passed out. I woke up a few hours later at 4 and it was still dark. The figure was gone though. I didn’t get out of my bed or anything. I just cried and cried and cried. I stayed up the rest of the night, looking at the corners every second.

    The trauma from that was so bad that I had to go see a therapist and my mom pulled me out of school for a few days so I could relax and be to myself. Every now and then I think about that day. And it makes me cry. The thought of me thinking I would die or being taken still scares me.

    283 votes
  • 4
    309 VOTES

    "I Saw A Shadow Person."

    From Redditor u/-eDgAR-:

    I saw a shadow person.

    When I was 17, I was at my friend's apartment building, which his parents owned. It was a pretty old building in the Pilsen neighborhood of Chicago, and according to his dad, it used to be owned by Al Capone. But I'm not sure how true that was. We had an apartment on the top floor that they let us use to just hang out and it allowed us easy access to the attic (it had a lock on the door but we had a key) so we could go out to the roof and smoke cigarettes.

    One night, we were about to go up, but I had to pee, so I told him I'd meet him up there. After I was done, I went up the stairs to the attic portion that was connected to the roof. There were no lights, so we always used our phones to guide us. We had those old flip phones without lights, so you only had the light from the screen to help navigate the cluttered mess that was up there.

    As I made my way to the roof door, I saw a shadow pass by me. Now, this wasn't like the shadow of something moving with the light of my phone, this shadow felt solid like a person. I followed the direction it went thinking it was my friend. I kept saying that I knew it was him and to stop playing around. It passed me a few more times, before heading to the other side of the attic. And that's when I heard my friends voice from downstairs.

    He got a call from his girlfriend and was in another room, talking to her the whole time. It really freaked me out, since I know I was following something, so I basically jumped down the stairs. I told my friend what happened and that I did not want to go back up there and he agreed, so we decided to go for a walk instead.

    Last year his brother tells us in our group text that he found out the building's designer killed himself in that attic.

    309 votes
  • 5
    283 VOTES

    "But No One Answered."

    From Redditor u/blitzwit143:

    When I was in junior high, I was home alone with our two Boston terriers when my parents went out on a date. My brother was staying the night at his friends. I’m downstairs, watching Mystery Science Theater 3000. Then I hear footsteps upstairs. I figure since the dogs aren’t barking that it’s probably my brother coming in the back of the house, deciding to not stay at his friend’s. I even called out his name. But no one answered. The footsteps start coming down the stairs. In our house, there was a window-like hole in the wall with some wooden vertical bars so you could see who was coming down the stairs. When the footsteps reached to where I should see who is there, there’s no one there. The footsteps change character of sound when it transitions to tile from the carpet, and I freak out, jump up, turn the lights on and peek around the corner. No one there. No more footsteps. I went nervously upstairs, dogs fast asleep on the couch. Nothing. No one home. Freaked me out for years.

    Found out about 5 years later that that was the night my biological dad died (we hadn’t been in communication for a couple years when he died.). I think he was just dropping in on me before moving on.

    283 votes
  • 6
    373 VOTES

    "I Didn't Think Much Of It At The Moment."

    From Redditor u/promidwesterner:

    So...one night at my grandmother's, I was home alone and it was dark. I was just scrolling the web on my phone when out of nowhere, my grandma's dog starts barking. I told her to stop. But she didn't. So I went up to see what was going on. She just looked at me and looked down the hall. Like she saw something. But there was nothing. So I grabbed my knife and kept guard.

    Fast forward a week...I was having a conversation with my great grandmother who has Alzheimer's. She told me about how there was a little girl who wanted to live with us. I didn't think much of it at the moment. Until later I was walking down the hall and in the mirror I saw a little girl walk right in front of me. I was like "holy s***!" Needless to say it was pretty creepy.

    373 votes