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People Are Sharing Their Spookiest La Llorona Stories

Only those who are lucky have been blessed not to hear the story and wails of La Llorona. Known as The Weeping Woman, her story is the stuff of literal nightmares and often comes as a warning to children who refuse to go to sleep on time.

Most versions of her story paint her as a woman scorned by a rich man with whom she had two children. After Maria found her husband with another woman, she drowned their children and killed herself but was subsequently left to haunt the world as a ghost in search of her children’s replacements. While the stories might differ, the details of La Llorona’s appearance always see her in a white dress, wailing, and by water. Many claim to see her and just about every child who’s heard about her story say she has appeared in their dreams.

In honor of the spooky queen, we scavenged Reddit for haunting stories from users who claim to have actually seen her.

Check them out below

“So this is one of the many stories my mother has passed down to my siblings and i when we were very young im gonna say i was about 9-10 years old and they took place in central america, El salvador to be precise. My grandma one day was suppose to meet up with a friend to go to another friends wake( back then people would stay all night mourning at the wake with the deseased). My grandma was waiting for her friend where they had agreed to meet which happened to be near a little river/creek. She sees this woman from far away all in white and my grandma says it looked just like her friend. Her name was mary. So she starts following this woman calling out for her thinking its her friend… She followed her by the river and then kept calling out for her but no answer… It starts getting creepy when this woman is going towards these trees away and away and my grandmother started catching up but as she was getting closer to her she started to feel what she says her shoulders were big her head felt big and she couldnt move anymore… She was close enough to see this womans face that was covered by a veil and she said the woman face was a skull… My grandma somehow came out of her shock and ran and fast as she could. She said she felt as if she was running slow and wasn’t getting away fast enough… These stories always gave me the chills but have always been facinating. She states it was the llorona or the weeping woman because she was walking by the river. They passed it and headed towards some trees… Please let me know if you wanna read more stories like these… I’ll be glad to write some more.” –u/dreams562

“This happened to me when I was about 11 years old. It was the 90’s. I have lived my whole life in El Paso, Texas. The culture is rich in folklore and religious beliefs. Many Hispanic families have stories of the paranormal. One legend popular is the legend of the “Weeping Woman” aka La Llorona.  The legend of La Llorona (pronounced “LAH yoh ROH nah”), Spanish for the Weeping Woman, has been a part of Hispanic culture in the southwest since the days of the conquistadores. The tall, thin spirit is said to be blessed with natural beauty and long flowing black hair. Wearing a white gown, she roams the rivers and creeks, wailing into the night and searching for children to drag, screaming to a watery grave.

No one really knows when the legend of La Llorona began or, from where it originated. Though the tales vary from source to source, the one common thread is that she is the spirit is of a doomed mother who drowned her children and now spends eternity searching for them in rivers and lakes.

One night it just like any other night I lived in a trailer with my mom and dad. My youngest brother was staying with my aunt this night. I feel asleep watching Jay Leno as usual and when I woke up I was on the sofa in my living room. The time was 4:00 am which illuminated from the stove in the kitchen. The television was off and normally I had a light on but this time it was pitch black. I woke up and I heard a horrible screaming that was coming from far in the distance. The screaming was coming from a ditch that was a few feet away from my home. I heard it and I thought I was hearing things. I asked myself “am I dreaming”? Then I started to hear the animals outside howling and whimpering. These animals that I speak of are cats and dogs. As the screaming got closer the animals continued to cry. The screaming was something I have never experienced ever before. It sounded like I was in a big hallway and a woman was screaming her guts out down that hallway. Then in all the screaming I started to make out words. These words being said by whoever this was at 4am screaming their guts out shocked me. The woman said, “¡Ay, mis hijos!” (Oh, my children!).

In a huge panic I quickly got up from the sofa and ran to the kitchen which was right next to where I was asleep. I turned the closest light and looked around. The screaming didn’t stop. In fact the screaming only got louder and closer. I questioned my sanity at that moment. Was I going crazy or hearing things? Then I thought to myself “this is real and the animals are responding to it in a negative way.” So I did what any other 11 year old boy would do in a moment like this. I ran to my mom and dads’ room. I reached for my mom and shook her awake wildly. She woke up slowly and to my amazement the screaming faded away as she woke awake. I thought to myself “what the heck is going on?” I told my mother “mom do you hear that screaming and crying lady?” My mom was half asleep as she said, “go back to sleep it is most likely just your imagination.” I told her, “no this is real please listen don’t you hear her?” My mom quickly just said, “you are dreaming so go back to sleep it’s going to be ok”. By then the screaming had faded long away like if whoever was screaming knew that an adult is awake.

I was terrified as I returned to the living room and quickly turned on the television as I left most of the lights on as well. I didn’t go back to sleep until the sun came up. I couldn’t believe what I heard and witnessed. I was treated like a crazy person whenever I told my story. It got so bad that I kept my experience to myself. To this day I don’t care what people think of my experience. I know what I heard. A couple of years later it happened to me again. ” –u/djunderdawg85

“My mother’s family is Hispanic and we have wonderful family reunions every summer. One of these times, my cousin made a lovely trivia game that had several questions about my Grandmother and her siblings. It was all very fun and I enjoyed learning thing about my Great Aunts and Uncles, but one of the questions struck me as odd.

“When she was young, she had a pet chicken that would speak to her.” I thought this was a little strange, but the game went on. My mother happened to be the one to answer that question, so I asked her about it later in the day.

I asked about the chicken and my mother told me that my Great Aunt did indeed have a chicken that she would speak to and it would speak to her. I laughed a bit about it, but I could tell that my mom was serious. My grandmother was sitting nearby and chimed in. She told me that my Great Aunt had always been very “sensitive” to certain things. My Grandmother never doubted that my Aunt was talking to the chicken, but she was unsure who was talking to my Aunt.

At this point, I was very intrigued and had a small case of the heebie jeebies. Then my Grandmother told me a story that made my blood run cold in the middle of an outdoor July picnic.

She asked me if I knew the legend of La Llorona. It was unfamiliar to me, so a tale was told.

There is a legend of a “weeping woman” called La Llorona. The legend tells of a beautiful woman named Maria who married the most handsome man and had his children. Her husband lost interest in Maria and would only visit to see his children. One day, in a jealous rage, Maria pushed her children in the river where they were swept away and drowned. Regretting her action, she dove in after them, but only drowned herself. Maria wondered the earth after death in search of her children. This legend was often used as a cautionary tale to warn children not to stay out at night or to play near water alone. La Llorona will take them away.

I loved the tale, but wasn’t quite sure what it had to do with the chicken. My Grandmother stated that sometimes when you attract spirits you are born with the ability to perceive them. I was perplexed, but she went on with the story.

She said that when they were children, they lived near water. My Aunt who spoke to the chicken was only an infant. My Great-Grandmother had laid my Aunt in her crib which happened to be near a window that faced the water. After a little while, my Aunt began to cry. My Great-Grandmother walked into the nursery and froze. A black figure was reaching through the window and reaching for my Aunt. My Great-Grandmother, being a devout Catholic, began invoking the name of Christ. The figure recoiled from my Aunt and out of the window. My Great-Grandmother watched the entity walk along the wall and recede into the water. La Llorona had tried to take my Aunt.”- u/imyreld8 years ago

“I am not as an experienced writer as many as the others on here, but I’ll give it my best. This happened to my ex wife and I.

It was during the summer when my family decided that we should all take a trip to Mexico to visit family. I was about to join the Marine Corps, (pronounced Core) so my mother wanted for me  to go see my family just in case something bad were to happen.

At the time I was with my pregnant girlfriend who would later become my wife, and then ex wife. Since she was pregnant, I didn’t want to leave her alone so I bought her a ticket so she could come with as well.  Her being caucasian with blonde hair and hazel eyes made everyone around my grandmas house curious and a lot of our extended family came by to see the beautiful American girl.

After greeting everyone we all started to talk about what had been going on since we had left.  My girlfriend was sitting next to me, having me translate parts of the conversation. One of my aunts who knew I was into the paranormal brought up the subject of “La Llorona” aka, The wailing woman. My mom quickly told my aunt to shut up since she knew that it would get me both interested and scared regarding it. But I was able to push my aunt to keep on going, I mean, I was going to be a Marine after all and I couldn’t let a silly myth scare me.

She proceeded to tell us about how whenever she would sleep over at my grandmas house at which we were currently at, if she stayed up late enough she would be able to hear her wails, the wails of “La llorona”.  My mom rolled her eyes and jokingly pushed my aunt, the subject died from there since one of my other aunts started to talk about her son and what not.

Seeing at how serious everyone had gotten for a brief moment, my girlfriend nudged me and asked what we were talking about it. I told her the myth of the wailing woman, about how “she” drowned her children in a river and was destined to walk along all the rivers of Mexico looking for her dead children. She of course laughed not really buying any of my paranormal stories.

That night, my parents decided that my girlfriend and I should stay at our old house where I had grown up since we were both adults and needed our own space. The house was currently being worked on so the bedrooms had no doors or working lights. The only doors the house had were the ones that lead into the outside. They were fairly new but they were your standard metal flimsy doors that a kick or a punch could make it rattle through out the house. Inside, we had to use a candle and a flashlight for our light source. I remember we even used a bedsheet as a temporary door to give our room a little bit more privacy, even though it was only us two in the house.

 As the night went on, my girlfriend and I stayed up talking and eventually we both fell asleep. I don’t know at what time exactly, but something woke me up. I didn’t have a cellphone and my watch at the time was really cheap so I wasn’t able to tell what time it was. Looking down, I realized that my girlfriend had stolen the covers so I slowly tried to steal some back. As I was debating on closing the window that was located right above our heads, I heard a long wail.

It was a long distorted wail. I could hear the old raspiness in her voice, like as if she had been yelling for such a long time that her throat was getting ready to give out. But what confused me, was that her wail sounded like as if it was being played through an old gramophone. I don’t know if it was the scratchiness of her voice or what exactly but it sounded like an old creepy record playing over and over.

She was wailing her trade mark, “Ay mis hijos” or “Oh my children”. That wail was what made her infamous not just in the paranormal community, but with most people living in the rural parts of Mexico.

My girlfriend started to stir and woke up. I don’t remember if I woke her up on purpose, but either way it was a dick move of me to do since she would also get to hear the wails. I was both excited and scared shitless at the same time, a cold chill traveling down my spine just reenforced my fear.  The wails grew louder, making it seem like as if she was slowly heading towards us.

Side note: There is a myth that if you hear the wails close, she’s actually far away, but if you hear them far, she might be somewhere near you.

My girlfriend asked me with a half smile, “What the hell is that?” Thinking i had asked my aunts to scare us. I just motioned for her to be quiet and listen, hearing my tone of voice she knew that something was wrong.

Another loud wail passed by, echoing inside the house. My girlfriend started shaking, terrified of what could be outside our house. I had my left arm under her head and I could feel tears run down from her face to my arm. Each time the wail came, she would shake a little and at the same time I would hold her close. The wails eventually came to a peak where it sounded like as if she was outside our window. Doing the only brave thing I knew, I pulled the covers over us and tried to remain as still as we could.

The wails eventually faded out, and just as we thought that she had gone we heard two wild dogs viciously fighting and slamming against our outside door. My girlfriend had grown attached to this stray dog that used to walk around my grandmas farm. So while we were staying there he would always sleep on the outside door to wait for us and greet us whenever we would come out. The dogs, or at least what we thought were dogs fought for a good minute slamming and against the door, snarling and barking at one another. Then, as sudden as the fight started, it stopped. We attempted to stay up for a while longer to see if we heard anything else, but eventually sleep took over us.

The following morning we talked about what had happened, we walked outside to meet our stray dog but he was gone. All that was left was stirred up dirt from the fight that had happened the night before. We never got to see that dog the rest of the trip, he would usually come around but we just told ourselves that maybe he found a place with better owners who could feed him better.

This all happened around 2008 and still onto today, whenever I pick up my daughter I would ask my ex about what happened in Mexico, but she doesn’t like talking about it. I haven’t been to Mexico ever since. And I don’t want to start anything political, but California was part of Mexico and there have been rumors that some people around Tijuana and Southern California have heard the wails of a woman.”- Cheeriomartinez

“Alright so this story has been told to me by my mom a few times. And every single time I still get that creepy eerie feeling that someone is watching me. My mom is from a small town in Mexico located in Zacatecas. When she was around 14, she had the habit of waking her mom up to go to the restroom since it was an older home and the restroom was located outside. My mom tells me that it was around 3 AM when she woke up and felt the need to use the restroom urgently. So she began calling out for her mom, after a while of her mom not responding she began getting agitated and started screaming. At this point my mom turns around and at the foot of her bed she sees her mom standing there. She was wearing a white robe but had a very bleak expression on her face & both of her arms were extended. My mom said that she suddenly felt extremely cold and a huge sense of dread. She had never seen her mom wear a white robe.. that’s when she looked down and saw her “mom’s” feet weren’t touching the floor. At that moment she screamed and quickly threw the covers over her head. Her mom wearing something completely different runs in to find my mom shaking in her bed. Nobody believed my mom, everyone told her it was a dream. Until a few days later there was a power outage, during this my mom and a few of her siblings with her parents all decided to sleep in the living room. At around the same time @ 3 AM, they heard the same undeniable wails of la llorona down their street. None of them slept that night.”- u/delacurls

“This happened to me when I was about 11 years old. It was the 90’s. I have lived my whole life in El Paso, Texas. The culture is rich in folklore and religious beliefs. Many Hispanic families have stories of the paranormal. One legend popular is the legend of the “Weeping Woman” aka La Llorona.  The legend of La Llorona (pronounced “LAH yoh ROH nah”), Spanish for the Weeping Woman, has been a part of Hispanic culture in the southwest since the days of the conquistadores. The tall, thin spirit is said to be blessed with natural beauty and long flowing black hair. Wearing a white gown, she roams the rivers and creeks, wailing into the night and searching for children to drag, screaming to a watery grave.

No one really knows when the legend of La Llorona began or, from where it originated. Though the tales vary from source to source, the one common thread is that she is the spirit is of a doomed mother who drowned her children and now spends eternity searching for them in rivers and lakes.

One night it just like any other night I lived in a trailer with my mom and dad. My youngest brother was staying with my aunt this night. I feel asleep watching Jay Leno as usual and when I woke up I was on the sofa in my living room. The time was 4:00 am which illuminated from the stove in the kitchen. The television was off and normally I had a light on but this time it was pitch black. I woke up and I heard a horrible screaming that was coming from far in the distance. The screaming was coming from a ditch that was a few feet away from my home. I heard it and I thought I was hearing things. I asked myself “am I dreaming”? Then I started to hear the animals outside howling and whimpering. These animals that I speak of are cats and dogs. As the screaming got closer the animals continued to cry. The screaming was something I have never experienced ever before. It sounded like I was in a big hallway and a woman was screaming her guts out down that hallway. Then in all the screaming I started to make out words. These words being said by whoever this was at 4am screaming their guts out shocked me. The woman said, “¡Ay, mis hijos!” (Oh, my children!).

In a huge panic I quickly got up from the sofa and ran to the kitchen which was right next to where I was asleep. I turned the closest light and looked around. The screaming didn’t stop. In fact the screaming only got louder and closer. I questioned my sanity at that moment. Was I going crazy or hearing things? Then I thought to myself “this is real and the animals are responding to it in a negative way.” So I did what any other 11 year old boy would do in a moment like this. I ran to my mom and dads’ room. I reached for my mom and shook her awake wildly. She woke up slowly and to my amazement the screaming faded away as she woke awake. I thought to myself “what the heck is going on?” I told my mother “mom do you hear that screaming and crying lady?” My mom was half asleep as she said, “go back to sleep it is most likely just your imagination.” I told her, “no this is real please listen don’t you hear her?” My mom quickly just said, “you are dreaming so go back to sleep it’s going to be ok”. By then the screaming had faded long away like if whoever was screaming knew that an adult is awake.

I was terrified as I returned to the living room and quickly turned on the television as I left most of the lights on as well. I didn’t go back to sleep until the sun came up. I couldn’t believe what I heard and witnessed. I was treated like a crazy person whenever I told my story. It got so bad that I kept my experience to myself. To this day I don’t care what people think of my experience. I know what I heard. A couple of years later it happened to me again.

This story takes place after the first incident with the woman known as “La Llorona” not much happened after the first time I heard her. An incident occurred with my aunt about a year after my encounter. According to my aunt they were sleeping and suddenly there was a horrible sound coming from the ditch located in front of their house. There is a street in between the ditch and the house. But her house and the ditch are really close to one another. It was about 2:30am when my aunt was awakened by a screaming woman coming from ditch. She figured maybe somebody was being hurt or attacked. She walked out to the front yard looking towards the ditch and saw there was no woman. My cousin “her daughter” walked out the front as well asking what was happening. My aunt of course had no idea as the screaming grew closer. Then they saw her, a woman in a white dress. The only thing that shook them to the bone was the woman had no feet and was clearly floating. One other feature that threw them off was that this woman had no face. They both just turned after seeing that and ran inside their house. My aunt locked the door and called the police. The police showed up minutes later and took their clam seriously. El Paso PD was soon looking at the area where this woman was seen and heard screaming. The police soon returned and said there was no evidence that a woman was there. They looked at the area where the woman was seen walking and not even foot prints were found. One of police officers even asked if maybe my aunt was dreaming everything that happened. The next day is when I went over to visit and I saw my cousin like I have never seen her before. She had black bags under her eyes and she hasn’t slept since the incident. I asked her what happened and she said she saw what my aunt saw. The screaming woman with no feet and no face. It took her a while to sleep normal again. She never heard or saw La Llorona again. But to this day she won’t deny that she witnessed something that she can’t explain.

Unlike my cousin I don’t have the luck of avoiding La Llorona. It was in the early 2000’s when I worked here in El Paso, Texas at a local supermarket named Big 8. One the shifts that I worked was from 3am to 12pm. This store was located in the lower valley of El Paso. In the back of the store is a small ditch. One early morning at about 4am I had the back doors open and I was taking the empty milk crates outside in the back. I was working with 2 other guys at the time of this incident. One of the guys named “R” thought it would be funny to close the back doors and lock me outside as a joke. When I heard the doors close shut, I knew he was just messing around. I thought to myself I will just stay quiet and wait for him to open the doors again. I wasn’t going give in to his joke of trying to scare me. I stood by the doors smiling and thinking to myself “he is not going scare me”. I could hear “R” laughing on the other side of the doors. I thought to myself, “well the joke is on him because I am not scared.” About one minute later in the far distance I heard screaming. I heard “AHHHHHH!!!!!!” and I thought to myself it’s the same screaming that I heard when I was 11 years old. The screaming got louder and closer to me. I felt a chill down my spine and I felt that I was being watched by some unseen force. I felt a sense of hopelessness. It was a feeling unlike any other. I started pounding on the door. I yelled, “let me in! There is somebody out here!” I pounded my fists and started kicking the door. “What the fuck?! Let me in!!!” I could hear “R” laughing on the other side of the door. I started to kick the door harder. The screaming was now coming from right in back of me. Just then “R” opened the door and said, “What the fuck is that?” Just then I ran inside and locked the warehouse door. “R” said, “Why was that lady screaming? Did she need help. I told him that I don’t think that was a lady. I told him what had happened to me when I was younger. “R” told me, “J” don’t you think maybe you are cursed or she is following you? I stayed quiet when he told me that. I couldn’t work my shift normally after that. It took a few hours to get over what happened. I admit I was scared and maybe “R” was right. What if she was following me?

 There is one more incident that took place right after. In 2015 I started working as a custodian at Cedar Grove Elementary. Behind the school is the border highway. Then the Rio Grande of course covered by a huge metal fence that separates Mexico from El Paso. I worked the night shift from 2:30pm to 11pm. One night I was stuck working with another custodian until Midnight. Right when we were about to leave, we do a walkthrough of the school to make sure all the doors are locked on the outside. I worked with another custodian named “C”. “C” always told me that he has never believed in ghosts. Up until that night I can say. We walk to our cars and just as I was about to leave, I saw that “C” had open his hood of his car. Then he asked me, “Hey “J” can you give me a jump? My car battery is dead.” I told him yes of course. Just as I stepped out of my car a loud screaming come from the Rio Grande. All the animals in the nearby neighborhood started howling and crying. Once again, the screaming resembled a woman screaming her guts out in a hallway as it echoed all over. “C” looked at me and said, “Oh my god is that a demon?” I told him, “No “C” that is La Llorona. He looked right at me and said, “No way? She can’t be real.” Then I said, “ I have heard her before.” Then “C” said, “ Hurry please and lets get out of here!!!!” I gave him a jump and just then we saw a Border Patrol jeep speeding towards the screaming woman. Just then I thought to myself, “I can record this and share it with the world.” I took my phone out and just as I hit record the screaming faded away.” “C” and I looked at each other and he said, “ What the fuck?” “Sorry “J” I’m leaving before that evil witch comes back to get us.” We both left and the very next day “C” was telling everybody at work how he heard the witch crying the night before. That was the last time I encountered her. I don’t think it is the last as I feel that she may choose who hears her or sees her. I have other paranormal stories as I was a part of a group here in El Paso, Texas. We have investigated many historical locations. I also got the chance to investigate with Amy Bruni, and other celebrities that have visited El Paso. That is a whole other story for another day. Thank you for listening and in time I will have more of my stories posted. Never Fear!”- u/djunderdawg85

“So if you know Mexican/Hispanic folklore, you know about La Llorona, if not I suggest you look into her story.

My mom was 10 years old and lived next to a small ditch next to a highway. She stayed at her friends house which was a little closer to the ditch. The day went normal- riding bikes, playing, typical girl stuff. Then night came, and they knew it was time to get home once the street lights came on. They were sitting in the friend’s bedroom, radio on, listening to music and playing a card game. It was already dark out and the music from the stereo filled the room. Now, my mom’s friend lived with her mom and grandma who both spoke fluent Spanish. My mom understood it but could not speak it.

My mom developed this overwhelming sense of anxiety and terror. Then it started…crying. The girls both heard it, but brushed it off as a cat or a drunken neighbor. Soon, the crying began to become louder and more obnoxious, like it wanted to be heard. The girls paused what they were doing, staring at the window. Once they looked that way, the crying became ear splitting, so loud it resonated over the stereo. Both girls having hands over their ears, fearful of what was happening. The grandma burst in the room, holy water in one hand and a rosary in the other. She was screaming over the crying, praying in Spanish.

My mom says that when she did this, the radio started to static and the lights began to flicker. Both the crying and the praying booming extremely loud until……..quiet. It all stopped. The grandma said a prayer over my mom and her granddaughter and made them go into the living room – instructing them not to return to that room for the night and not to look out the window.

My mom returned home in the morning, not speaking of what had happened. Even when she tells the story now, an overwhelming sense of fear takes over and she gets goose bumps.”- u/NMNurse1 year ago

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With Halloween Canceled For Many, Parents Are Sharing Their Spooky Plans For Their Kids During COVID

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With Halloween Canceled For Many, Parents Are Sharing Their Spooky Plans For Their Kids During COVID

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It’s Halloween season but there are creepier things than ghosts and witches lingering in the air: fear of COVID.

As people across the globe begin to prepare for the fall and winter holidays, Halloween included, the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention is doling out words of warning when it comes to gathering around your community. In fact, the public agency recently advised that “when planning to host a holiday celebration, you should assess current COVID-19 levels in your community to determine whether to postpone, cancel, or limit the number of attendees.”

For many parents cautious of spreading the disease to loved ones and strangers, trick-or-treating isn’t going to be an option on the table.

We dug around Reddit to see just how parents are going to make the Halloween season special for their kids this year.

Check out their answers and ideas below!

“I’m trying to salvage as much of the holidays as I can for the kids. I’m planning to put a table at the end of my driveway with candy laid out, and a bottle of sanitizer so that kids don’t have to come to my door. Figure I’ll sit at the other end of the driveway and yell happy Halloween to anyone who comes by and restock the table as needed. Anyone else planning on doing something similar? Just curious if other parents are going to let their kids out at all.”- u/beejonez

“I won’t be taking my kids trick or treating this year but I do plan to make them goodie bags with Halloween themed stuff. My 7-year-old suggested we do an egg hunt im the yard like we do on Easter. I think she’s on to something with that idea.”- jeezlouise45

“We’re doing a Glow-in-the Dark, candy hunt. Painting our Easter eggs with paint and then doing it at night. We are making a day of it. Spooky foods and our own halloween party. I wasnt planning on not doing trick or treating this year, but all our neighbors decorated and I’m confused if it a go?! I wasn’t going to do any TorT. I might put something out for kids, like individual bags? I we may go to our neighbors, in our cul da sac, but defiantly not neighborhood. I guess we’ll see on Halloween.”- Wam_2020

“I have seen a lot of back and forth. The CDC, OHA and most health organizations are recommending doing nothing like a traditional Halloween this year. Including just putting candy out form a distance, as you are. We aren’t going out, Halloween will come next year. Going to dress up, watch a movie and eat the candy we would have handed out.” –HowdyAudi

“I actually hope we have a big rain storm, so the kids don’t feel like they missed out.”-Wam_2020

“I grabbed halloween bags from Winco and have prefilled them with candy. I will be passing them out from the end of my driveway as well so kids won’t be sticking their hands in a bowl or messing with sanitizer with gloves on. Just my gloved hands, my N95 mask, and the best compromise between safety and traditions I just won’t give up for anything I can arrange. Plus I’m, at least one of, if not, the “Full Sized Candy Bar” house in a neighborhood dominated by lower income families.” –Herr__Nilpferd

“I’m not taking my kids out. I think we will set up a table at the end of the driveway and give out candy with bbq tongs as our house is very decorated and I’m sure some folks will still be out TorTing. As for my kids I think they’re gonna get a candy shopping spree at the store.” –mithygreg

“Thanks for the insights. I’ll probably still put some candy out for the few that come around. But haunted hunts and such sound like fun things to distract my 5yo with.”- beejonez

“We’re a scavenger hunt at the homes of people in our Coronavirus bubble if I get my shit together and organize it … Giving each of our kids basically a Halloween version of an Easter basket.” –sunnydpdx

“I’m buying a shitload of candy and eating it while Watching spooky movies by myself, happy early Halloween guys.” –s3r1ous_n00b

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The Scariest Things That Have Happened To People While Alone At Home

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The Scariest Things That Have Happened To People While Alone At Home

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It’s spook time!

Sure, spookier things have happened this year but we’re still willing to embrace the Halloween season as the scariest part of 2020. Even this year. To get into the mood, we’re reflecting on times when things tend to get spookiest: when we were all alone and at home.

We scoured the Reddit pages and found various prompts asking users:

And the answers gave us chills!

Check them out below!

“I was home alone at age 19 in 2009 im now 29 have my own kids and i tell this story my roomates in collage went to calfronia for 2 weeks i had a hamster and he died in 2015 🙁 so i was home alone then i heard a bang bang bang on my window i think its someone drunk cause people had LOTS of partys there. then it gets louder BANG BANG BANG BANG!! my hamster Woke the heck up! poor hamster then my window was broken open then i had a huge metal baseball bat and whacked the heck out out of the intruder i called the cops my 911 was 999 the cops come with me haveing the intruder tied up like one of those scenes in a kidnaping movie they had to put me in cuffs to get me away from the intruder i sat in the officers car turns out it was a guy in is mid or early 30s, he escaped the physc ward stole a crowbar and got in to the places where the dorms are. I lived in the bad area in a community collage I and my parents were poor at the time. we almost had no pennies, Btw: i did Really freak out at that moment when that guy came in my fight and flight kicked and i wasnt, leaveing my hamster behind! thanks for looking at my true story of how a 19 year old male in england almost Craped himself! ladies and gents have a great day.”-ihateEps

“A car illegally parked under my bedroom window in a dark alley when I was living in the bad part of MTL. The cops told me they’d get it towed as it offered a perfect way to easily climb through my window. They didn’t act fast enough and that same night I heard a sound while in the living room. I glanced down the hall to my bedroom and could clearly see a guy crawling through the window. I grabbed a frying pan from the counter and hit him straight in the face with it. He fell back onto the car roof and ran away. The police didn’t find him. And I moved.”- lady888

“Raccoon crawled in my chimney, broke the ceiling, looked at me and hissed. I opened my room door and led it downstairs and opened the front door. It ran into the street and then tripped, looking like f***in Sonic.”-skyv_welshek

“lived alone in an apartment on the second floor. One night at about 2 a.m. I wake up to the sound of shattering glass. I go and look out the window and there’s a guy trying to break in downstairs. The person who lived in that apartment was in her 80s and totally blind. I called 911 in a total panic and watched the guy run off into the woods. But the scariest part for me was that I had taken Ambien and was convinced the guy was Charles Manson…

(The police caught the guy. He went to jail. The lady was in the hospital at the time.)”- squirrelgirl219

“This was something that startled me more than terrified me. I went into my garage to get something when suddenly I hear this commotion in the corner, next to my tools. I went over to investigate and shuffled the tools a bit, and then almost shit myself. A bunch of bunnies darted from underneath the tools and ran in different directions all over the garage. I almost had a heart attack. I opened the garage’s door and they all managed to scatter and find their way outside. This obviously can’t match up to what most people have posted here, but it really spooked me at the time.”- toyou123

“The very first summer I was “old enough” to be home alone during the summer, I was in my room watching TV and being generally lazy when my room was enveloped in this bullet quick flash of light(ning) and what followed was to date the loudest noise I have ever heard. An explosion that shook my house. I was shook for a good few minutes after that thunder roared. But I stayed in bed.

Well, after a few minutes, I started to notice something outside of my window. It looked like a cloud creeping over my house. I couldn’t piece together what it was, so I left my room and started to head downstairs. That’s when I saw the emergency lights all flashing off the portraits at the bottom of the stairs.

When I got downstairs, there was only one view from the windows at the front of the house: the neighbors’ house across the street, almost completely engulfed by flames.

I’m convinced no ghost or thief or thing that goes bump in the night is half as scary as the powerlessness I felt when I realized a storm can just randomly erase your house from the foundation up, and there’s not shit you can do about it. And if the fire is big enough, there’s not shit your neighbors can do about it either. I called my mom in a panic, worried the storm (which was still lingering) would hit our house next or something.”-Caruthers

“In University, one night my friends all went out partying and I stayed at home because I was broke. A few minutes after taxis picked up the guests, the letterbox was banged a few times. Me, being upstairs, ignored it, assuming it was somebody messing around (I lived in a student area, it wasn’t uncommon.)

Five minutes after that, there were five massive bangs at the door. I screamed and ran downstairs to see our front door hanging wide open. Called the police, apparently there had been a spate of break ins that week and the letterbox banging was to check if someone was in who would come outside. Shook me right to my core, that did.” –creaturebibi

“I woke up to my stalker in my bed..just watching me sleep. I screamed and she jumped through my bedroom window which had been opened by her… she was caught and I very quickly and discreetly moved after that.”-BANINJACAKES

“In college my live-in boyfriend had gone out with friends for an evening. I started to have a tingly feeling in my hand that wouldn’t go away. Then the tingling spread up my arm to the entire right side of my body. Called my mom because I was getting freaked out and started slurring my speech and forgetting words (on the tip of my tongue but couldn’t remember the specific word). We both recognize this as stroke symptoms and I call 911.

Next thing I know there are fire fighters, paramedics, and police at my house as well as my aunt and boyfriend that my mom had called.

Turned out it was an atypical migraine and I was fine, but thinking I was having a stroke while home alone was terrifying. I still get nervous when I’m home alone or driving alone even though multiple doctors have said it’s a freak thing that probably will never happen again.”-pixel-dirt\

“When I was at uni, my housemates and I lived in a really sketchy area. One weekend, all three of them were away and I was home alone. Shortly after going to bed, I was woken out of a dead sleep to a sound I couldn’t place. There was banging (not the good kind), crashing, and all sorts of commotion coming from the top floor. Definitely someone or something up there.

I happened to have a butterfly knife in my bedside cabinet (night stand) and grabbed it, deciding I would be brave and deal with the problem. I was a short, skinny 19 year old woman with no strength. Also no clothing, because I didn’t think to get dressed with all the adrenaline.

Crept up the stairs and discovered the noise, which was getting louder and more frantic, was coming from my housemate’s room. Called out, no answer. Eventually plucked up the courage to turn the door handle, stepped back and nudged the door with my foot, only to have whatever was in that room come flying straight out at me.

Literally flying. It was a f***ing pigeon. Took a couple of hours to get the f***ing thing out of the window that had been left open and then calm down enough to go back to bed.

So it turned out not to be a scary thing, but the whole process of trying to find out who/what was in my house was pretty terrifying while it was happening.” – pinkundine

“I put my nine month old son to bed, went to the living room, and turned on the baby monitor. As soon as it comes on I see a dude hunched over his crib. I guess when I turned it on it loaded the image from when it was last on, which was me bending over the crib. The image was only on the screen for one second while it updated, but I nearly shit myself in that one second.”- notinadayswork

“This just happened to me just last week. I was talking on the phone while laying across the couch with my head in the arm of the couch. It was completely dark outside. There’s a window not a foot behind my head. Someone came up to the window and knocked hard four times on it. Of course I screamed like a banshee. I ran like an idiot to lock everything up, and then I checked outside to find nothing. Our cameras caught nothing. Turns out they also broke into my car (which was out of sight of the cameras). I’ve come to wonder if they were going to break into the house only to hear a shrieking person on the other side.”- BigFatFerret

“We live in a nice upper-middle class suburb in Ohio. Last April a 6’4” 300lb dude walked in my front door and started telling me “I know what you did to your wife” and then tried to get me to drive him somewhere, literally anywhere. Then he started talking a bunch of nonsense ranging from completely nonsensical phrases to uber-religious nonsense about the end of days. My son got home from school while I was dealing with this and I had him call 911 and run to his friends house (I had left my cellphone out of reach). The cops finally came and arrested him and took him straight to the hospital.

I was able to follow up with the police and the guy’s mom a few days later when she came to pick up his truck. Apparently he has a history of mental issues and was septic which made his mental break worse. The police asked if I wanted to press charges since it was legally a burglary and I obviously declined because the guy clearly didn’t have any kind of nefarious motive. My son still has some issues dealing with it and gets kind of paranoid when left home alone, he’s 13. It was that moment for him when you realize that you’re not immune to bad things happening.”- ___cats___

“Heavy storming while I was at home by myself knocked out the power and I opted to sleep on my upstairs couch instead of my room because my walls are painted dark colors so when its pitch black you cant see your hand in front of your face. My upstairs couch faces the staircase connecting the up and downstairs parts of the house. Im eyeing at the stairs for hours when I hear a faint female voice. I didnt know what it said but it continued talking almost as if it was having a conversation but very sporadic. It stopped after about two hours and I went to sleep at some point. Woke up and investigated my house…turns out it was our Alexa asking to be reconnected…”-ItsDSwizzy

“It was like 1 or 2 in the morning and I was watching TV in my room. Out of no where I heard a loud crashing boom sound. I woke up my dad and told him something must have hit the side of the house since my room vibrated it a little. We went outside and saw nothing. The only problem was my cat was on the roof and we have no idea why or how she went up there. We got her down and took her inside. I still don’t know what happened.”-AdreanKrishan

“Police breaking in at about 2am when I was asleep after a prank call from someone. I am shit scared of someone breaking in so you can imagine my horror seconds before they came into my bedroom, seeing 2+ torchlight shining under my door as I woke from the sound of them creeping up the stairs.”-SquidgeSquadge

“I was in 4th grade when I thought a man broke into my house. I use the word thought because a man was definitely in my house, but he was allowed to be there lol.

I stayed home from school sick, had a fever, and my mom took me to the doctor. Got antibiotics and we lived in such a small town, mom asked if I wanted to stay home while she ran back to the pharmacy to get my meds. It was 5 minutes from the house, I told her I’d be fine on the couch. Also, early 90’s so no cell phones and we had one house phone in the kitchen.

She left. A few minutes later our doorbell rang. I looked out the window and saw a man, and I assumed he’d leave if no one answered, I saw the door was locked so I started walking back to the couch. But I had a bad feeling, so I’d already taken off my shoes (so he couldn’t hear me walking) and I stepped in the doorway of our stairs that go to the basement and waited. I heard him turning the knob, and walked down a few steps. Then he opened the door and I bolted down to the basement. I could hear him walking above me. Our basement had doors that went to our backyard, so I went outside. It was 40 degrees, raining, and I had a temp of 105. As I was standing in the side yard, in my pjs and socks looking at all the houses around us and trying to remember who had little kids and would be home, my mom drove up. She was immediately asking what the f*** I was doing and all I could do was cry and point at our house saying, “a man is in there! The man!”

Cue laughter. She walks in, dude was very confused why the lights and tv were on and no one was home. Since she was taking care of me, she’d forgotten that she scheduled a meeting with an appraiser because (unknown to me at the time) we were moving to another state and they were selling our house. He had a key. Funny now, f***ing horrifying at the time.”-HailLordKrondor

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