3 TRUE Scary Roommate Horror Stories That Will Haunt You

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Episode Transcript

Speaker 1 (00:10):
The story takes place five years ago, and I'm twenty
three now as I'm writing this. As soon as I
turned eighteen, I was looking for a new place to live.
My parents and I didn't have the best relationship at
the time, as I was sort of a hard headed,
arrogant teenager and we would butt heads constantly, especially my
father and I. I love them both to death and

(00:33):
know they weren't the greatest parents, as all three of
us had our flaws, but I'm just happy we were
able to work through everything because nowadays we're doing much
better as a family, but for years things weren't so
great around the house. I take responsibility for a lot
of the blame, but definitely not all of it. None
of my friends wanted to move out of their parents'

(00:53):
house yet, understandably, as most of them had a great
relationship with their mom and dad. They all had jobs,
so we're going to college and trying to say up
some money along the way. But I, on the other hand,
wanted to get out as soon as possible. My parents
would always threaten to kick me out when I would
get caught smoking weed or drinking alcohol, but every time
I packed my things up and left they would call

(01:15):
the police and report me as a runaway. Luckily I
never had to go to juvie, but I sat overnight
in a jail, multiple times in a holding cell for
a quote unquote lesson. I never really learned my lesson, though,
and unfortunately I had to learn the hardest way imaginable.
I wasn't cocky, just arrogant and hot headed. So since

(01:37):
I didn't know anyone who wanted to be roommates with me,
I took a leap of faith. I looked on Craigslist
and hopes I could find a cheap place for rent.
Stumbled upon a decent but small looking house. I said
it was renting for five hundred and fifty dollars. Now
that almost seemed too good to be true. I knew
there had to be a catch, but I was interested

(01:58):
in all the details, so I reached out. When I
called them, the lady didn't answer, so I left a voicemail.
Short while after, I received a text with the time
to come and check out the house and talk to
her in person about everything. She wanted me to come
that night, so I did. When I arrived, she went
over everything with me, and it all seemed to be

(02:19):
good so far. I was actually pretty excited about having
a place all to myself. She didn't have me sign
any sort of papers or anything, though. All she asked
was for a small deposit feet, which I managed to
scrape up. She said I could move in the next
day as long as I had the deposit money. I
showed up the next morning to the house and I

(02:39):
met with her so I could pay her. After that,
she gave me the keys and I unpacked my truck
and took off. I had some other things I had
to do that day, plus I had to go back
to my parents tolld the truck up with a few
more things. When I got back to the new rental,
it was around a thirty PM. As I was rolling
up the driveway, I noticed the lady's car was still there.

(03:01):
I was really skeptical about that and slightly uncomfortable. When
I walked in, she was sitting in the living room
on my couch watching TV. What the hell are you
doing here, lady? Not trying to be rude, but what
the heck is going on? I asked, Oh, I'll be
staying here for a while until I can get my
own place, she said. I looked at her like she

(03:25):
was crazy, and I was absolutely puzzled. Nowhere in our
agreement and she mentioned that we would be roommates. I
asked her how long she planned on staying, and she
said only a few days. I was very uncomfortable of this,
but I was just so tired and overwhelmed that I
accepted it and I just went to my room. I
fell asleep shortly after laying down, and that was my

(03:46):
worst mistake. I was creeped out by this woman who
was pretty much a stranger staying in my new house,
but I didn't know what choice I really had. She
was at least sixty five years old, though, so I
knew if she tried anything crazy, I'd be able to
defend myself no problem. Plus I locked my bedroom door
so she couldn't try anything on me while I was sleeping,

(04:07):
just in case, you know. About thirty minutes after falling asleep,
I woke up to some music playing out in the
living room. I got out of bed and I asked
her if she could tone it down and that I
was trying to sleep, But all I got from her
was a blank stare. She turned the music down to tad,
but didn't say anything. I managed to fall back asleep,

(04:29):
but what I awoke to was the most creepy and
terrifying thing that has ever happened to me to this day.
There was a knock on my door. At first, it
was very light. Hello, what do you want. I'm trying
to sleep. Lady, Timmy, wake up, she said, dinner's almost done.

(04:50):
You don't want to make Mommy upset. After she said that,
I felt this chill run down my neck to the
bottom of my back. My name is Timmy, so I
knew something was wrong with this lady. As a matter
of fact, my name is nothing even close to that.
I was so stunned that I didn't even say anything.

(05:10):
I was hoping she would just walk away and leave
me alone. Less than a minute later, she started banging
on the door with both fists closed relentlessly, all while
screaming at the same time, let me in now. I
swear to God, if you don't, it will be the
last of you. Boy. I was scared she was going
to get the door unlocked somehow, so I scootered the
dresser across the room and I moved it in front

(05:31):
of the door. I then grabbed my phone and opened
the bedroom window and jumped out and ran straight to
my truck and drove off. I never even looked back once.
I didn't know at the time, but a few weeks
later I found out that her son went missing and
they ended up finding his dead body. Eileen was the
lady's name, by the way, and she was pinned for
the murder of her son. There was loads of evidence

(05:54):
that she poisoned him. They found him buried in the
rental of that backyard. Her son's name was Timmy. I
don't know what the hell is wrong with her, but
she's seriously so sick in the head. I don't know
if she really thought I was her son or not.
Maybe she was trying to relive the whole situation again
and trying to murder me or something, but it's hard
to say. Or maybe she's so insane that she actually

(06:17):
thought I was her son. It feels like a fever
dream talking about this even now. This woman was bashing
it insane, and I'm one hundred percent convinced that if
I ate the food she made for me that night,
that I would be six feet under, just like Timmy.

(06:40):
I had just graduated high school in the summer of
twenty eighteen, I was wanting to get my own place,
and I'd been saving up money from my job for
two years to do just that. My original plan was
to run out this cheap, one bedroom apartment that was
downtown and right next to the high school that I
went to. I had like five friends that I knew
that were already living there, so it was the perfect place.

(07:02):
I would still be close to everyone and everything, literally
within walking distance to the grocery store, nearby parks, and
pretty much everything else you need on a daily basis.
I had saved up ten thousand dollars and I wasn't
in any debt, my car was paid off, and I
was happy to be alive. This was one of the
best moments of my life. I applied for the apartment online,

(07:22):
and when I was accepted for it, it felt great.
Felt great to have my own space where I could
enjoy myself in my own four walls. Everything took a
dramatic turn about a week after living there, though. Remember
I was telling you about the friends that I had
that were already living there, well, Aaron and Rob, who
were two good friends of mine. I actually lived in
the same building as I did, but on the third floor,

(07:44):
just two apartments above me where I was on the
first floor. It came over a few times and we
hung out for a bit, nothing too crazy at first,
that is, until they broke the ice. They started spending
a little bit too much time at my place, and eventually,
after them staying over for two days straight, I kindly
asked them to leave so I could have some me time. Really,

(08:07):
I just wanted them to leave, and I was trying
to hint at that in the nicest way possible. My
place quickly became the everyday hangout spot, and I was
growing to not like it very much, especially with me
being an introvert. Not to mention, I finally just got
my own place, and I thought I was going to
be alone much more than I was. That was when

(08:27):
Aaron told me that they had just been evicted and
that they needed a place to stay for a few weeks.
That put me in a really bad position. I didn't
want to push them out into the streets, and they
sort of tugged at my heartstrings a little, and so
I basically told them that they had two weeks. Well,
two weeks turned into four weeks and then two months.
I guess you can say I was kind of a

(08:48):
pushover with a big heart for people, especially my friends.
Turns out that they weren't really my friends all along, though,
and just using me for a place to stay. They
didn't respect me or my wishes at all. Every day
they would have random people over and be loud as
hell until one am, smoking and drinking with a bunch
of random chicks. Every night. We even had the cops

(09:09):
called on us multiple times. I'm honestly lucky that I
never got evicted. Eventually, I got sick of it. One
night when I was trying to sleep. I had already
asked everyone to quiet down multiple times, and they were
completely ignoring my wishes. So I stormed out of my
room and I kicked them out, every single one of them,
including Aaron and Rob. Took me like twenty minutes to

(09:31):
actually get them all to leave, but they finally left
after I threatened to call the police. I was relieved
that they were finally gone, but they left me with
a huge mess. I decided to pick it all up
in the morning as I was just super tired. I
woke up at the ass crack of dawn at about
six am with a pounding headache. I walked out of

(09:51):
my room, wearing only my boxers and rubbing my eyes,
trying to wake myself up. When all of a sudden,
I jumped to oblivion Erin and Roberts sitting on my
damn couch. What the hell are you doing, bro, Get
the hell out of here, I said, We're not going anywhere,
will you just chill? Geez, Aaron said. I didn't even

(10:13):
have it in me to argue with them, so I
pulled out my phone right away and I started to
dial nine one one. The cops showed up, but of
course they ran away before they got there. I knew
they let themselves in with the spare key that I
originally gave them when they first started to stay with me,
and they still had it. Huge mistake, I know. I
really hope that would be the end of it all,

(10:34):
even though I knew deep down that it probably wasn't.
I really had no way of keeping them out, so
I did what I thought would work best. I put
a huge barricade in front of the door in case
they tried to come back. Around ten thirty pm that night,
there was no sign of them whatsoever. I just started
to forget about them finally, and I got lost into

(10:55):
this movie I was watching when all of a sudden
I heard the front door jingle. Oh my, I thank god,
I thought to myself, not again. When are you two
knuckleheads going to leave me alone? At this point, I
was worried for my safety, so I called the police again,
and I ignored. Aaron and Rob at my door. Hey, bro,

(11:16):
let me in. We're sorry, man, please, it's really freaking
cold outside. We won't mess it up this time. Just
let us stay this one last night and we will
be out of your hair for good. There was something
so off about them apologizing. It felt so fake, and
I got this really bad feeling inside of me. I
knew better than to believe that shit, though, so I

(11:37):
sat and waited for the police. Thankfully, they showed up
quickly and actually arrested them both. What's disturbing is what
they got caught within their possession. The drugs were sort
of normal for them, but they had been caught with
roofy drugs, not just weed, also handcuffs, an illegal firearm,

(11:57):
multiple knives in a bondage rope, and other potential torture devices.
I literally dodged a bullet that night by not letting
them in. I got a restraining order put on on them,
and my apartment changed the locks for me. I really
hope they weren't planning on doing anything to me that night,
but man, I don't know. The odds don't seem in
my favor at this point. They seemed like potential future

(12:20):
serial killers. There's something not right about that. I'm more
of the nerdy type that likes to focus on school
and sports, but sometimes I would indulge in the drinking
with these guys. But ever since that night, I swore
I'd never touch alcohol ever again. It's left a bad
taste in my mouth ever since. I was just getting

(12:50):
home from a long day of school and work. It
was nine o'clock at night, and right off the bat
when I walked into my apartment, I noticed that it
smelled foul. I immediately walked over to Ryan's room, who
was a good friend and roommate of mine at the time,
to see if he knew what the smell was. I
knocked on his door and he didn't answer. That was
weird because he was always home and he always answered

(13:12):
the door when I knocked, So I lightly tapped on
the door again and said, hey, bro, you in there.
Are you awake? But again there was no answer. I
really felt like barging through I can't lie to you,
but I held back the urge I wouldn't want the
same thing done to me. A couple hours passed and
the smell grew more intense. I blew Ryan's phone up,

(13:36):
hoping for a response, but he never replied with a
single text. I must have called five or six times,
and every single time and went straight to voicemail. This
was extremely uncommon for him to do. Before I get
into this story any further, I'd just like to add
that this really isn't for the faint of heart, and
I'm putting a trigger warning for this, so you can't
say you weren't warned beforehand. A few more hours passed

(14:00):
and the smell grew even more intense. It was absolutely wretched,
and it started to seem like he was coming from
Ryan's room. At this point, I didn't care if he
was in there or not, and I didn't care what
he was doing. I was determined to get to the
bottom of the damn smell. Ryan. If you're in there,
I'm coming in there, I said. Right after I said that,

(14:22):
I turned the door handle. Tried to open the door,
but of course it was locked. I grabbed a bobby
pin from the guest bathroom and I picked through the lock.
After messing with it for some time, I opened the
door and I was met with one of the nastiest
smells you could imagine. I'm talking twenty times as bad
as the original odor. It smelled so bad that the

(14:44):
odor was practically leaving a stench trail straight to the closet. Horrified,
I walked over to it and I opened it up,
and what I was met with was next level insanity.
I couldn't believe what my eyes were seeing. There was
a garbage bag with an animal leg sticking out of it,
in maggots everywhere. It had to have been sitting there
for weeks. I about threw up on the spot. I

(15:07):
didn't know what kind of animal it was at the time,
but it seemed to be a dog. I don't care
if I seem like a pussy for this either, because
that's just not right. So I called the police immediately,
and I snitched on my friend or whatever you want
to call it. I explained the whole thing to the dispatcher,
and the cop showed up within ten minutes, they went
into the closet and they found that it indeed was

(15:28):
a dog. It was a beaten to death piple with
its head nearly completely decapitated. I couldn't watch them haul
the dog out without bursting into a panic. I'm a
huge animal lover, so it really tore me up to
see that poor pup like that. We waited for Ryan
to hopefully show up for at least an hour, but
he never showed, so the police took off and they

(15:48):
told me to give them a call if he showed up.
I said, screw that, though I wasn't staying in that
apartment for another second. What's crazy is I've never talked
to him ever since after that. I blocked him on
everything and took all my shit out of the apartment
the very next day, and I broke my month a month, Leece.
I have no idea where Ryan is or where he

(16:08):
ended up. Talk went on on around town that he
wound up missing, but I could give a shit less.
To be honest, that scumbag deserves what's coming to him
one hundred percent. I'm glad I barged into Ryan's room
when I did, though, because what if I didn't. But
if I would have found out what he had done
while he was there, what do you have tried to
kill me too? They put a warren out for his arrest.

(16:30):
I believe. I hope they find the son of a bitch.
You really never know someone, do you. It was a
lifelong friend of mine up until this very moment. I'm
talking from first grade to senior year. It still bewilders
me thinking back on everything. Even now, it's hard to
believe that the Ryan I knew was capable of something
like that. He was sick mentally,