A doppelganger is someone who looks almost identical to someone else even though they are not related to that person. It's eerie to come across someone with practically the same features and characteristics as yourself or another person you know, and doppelgangers are often seen as spooky. True doppelganger stories can be truly horrifying and often include interesting details about how people tried to interact with their lookalikes.
With over 7.5 billion humans in the world, it shouldn’t come as a surprise that there are plenty of people who look uncannily similar to each other. Just take the story behind the Three Identical Strangers documentary as an example - albeit a particularly strange one. Meeting a doppelganger can be a surreal experience - especially if they suddenly disappear without a trace.
From Redditor /u/quitevoice4846:
Late at night I usually go to the bathroom multiple times but for the past four days, every time I go to leave I can see myself still standing in the mirror from the corner of my eye. It is like the other me is watching me leave the bathroom, it terrifies me to the point where I almost run out without looking directly at the mirror. I never told my husband about it because I didn't want to acknowledge it out loud. Earlier today I took a nap in our bed while he sat in the chair next to it watching TV. When I woke up he told me that he had seen me sit up and crawl backwards to the edge of the bed and stand up in front of our bedroom door from the corner of his eye. He thought it was weird I got up like that because I’m in the last month of my pregnancy and I cant really move so well without it hurting. So he tried talking to me. When I didn't answer, he looked at the door to find me not there and still sleeping in bed. I got really creeped out and I finally told him about what I have been seeing in the bathroom. He thought it was creepy as well, but didn't want to really talk about it anymore because he thinks it will give whatever it is power or energy. I have no idea what it wants or why we have both seen it.
From Redditor /u/Geobite:
I remember one Sunday morning, my brother and I were watching Cardcaptor Sakura on TV, and someone knocked on the door. We lived in an apartment that was empty, the owner hadn't rented the second floor, it was a two bedroom apartment, a kitchen and a bathroom by the door. A small apartment but with a big window that faces out to the door.
So when I heard someone knock, I checked the window and I saw my father (so I thought). I was going to the door to open it. When I was going to unlock the door, my mother pulls me away and screams at me to not open the door because I didn't know who it was. I told her I saw my dad. She freaked out, going to the window and checking and then checking the peephole. She started to get terrified and she said to go to the farthest room in the apartment and to not come out. She went and woke up my dad, my dad got up angry and confused. We told him what we saw and the man was still knocking the door. My dad screamed, "Who is it?"
No answer, he said he will call the cops, the regular threats but nothing. We saw while my dad was busy screaming at him, that he was just standing still [in] front of the door. So my mom took us to the farthest room from the door while my dad got ready to open the door with a metal bat. Once he did, the man was gone. My dad goes out looking everywhere around the apartment.
The apartment door was a heavy metal door and always was heard when someone comes in and out but we heard nothing that morning nor nothing when my dad opened the door. We heard no footsteps either but my brother, my mother, and I saw that man that looked exactly like my father.
From Redditor /u/g4yf13r1:
When I was 9, I stayed home "sick" from school. I distinctly remember that I wasn't actually sick, simply playing hooky to avoid [mean kids] as I did that a lot around that age. I awoke from a nap, turned on the TV in our living room, and scrolled through some channels when my "mother" suddenly leaned over the bar and stared at me without saying anything. I had been awake for a few minutes at this point, so I can't rightly blame sleep paralysis for all of this. Now, whatever this thing was, it was entirely IDENTICAL to my actual mother. It sounds weird to describe, but it's as if the only difference was that this thing pretending to be my mom had never felt a single emotion in its life. It was unsettling.
It beckoned me, and I attempted to talk to her as I would my mother. She kept beckoning, refused to answer, and that's when I sensed something horribly wrong. The whole scenario felt disgustingly familiar, but I'll get into that later. Naturally, I started screaming at this thing to answer me. It just kept beckoning. I bolted, running out of the room and into the yard yelling for help. My mother, the real one, had been working in the yard and came rushing over. I told her what I'd just seen and she soothed me with easy explanations that it must have been a fever dream, but thankfully stayed by my side the rest of the afternoon as I was a nervous wreck.
From Redditor /u/hyperham51197:
I remember one time I was talking to my dad in a hallway of my house once. I don't really remember what it was about. We both saw my mom clearly walk past us and into her room, shutting the door. I walked back out into the living room and my mom was still on the couch, albeit asleep. I looked back at my dad and he looked at me, we were both terrified. We both crept over to their bedroom and looked at the closed door. Neither of us went inside, we were freaked. I'm pretty sure my dad slept on the floor that night.