3 Scary TRUE Roommate Horror Stories

3 Scary TRUE Roommate Horror Stories

Episode Transcript

Speaker 1 (00:20):
I'm a sophomore in college and I live in a
house with three other girls. We live in the student
housing area, and we really went all out with Halloween decorations,
mostly girly ones like pink pumpkins and cute ghost Our
house faces the main street, so it's easy for people
to see. The backyard is full of trees and bushes,

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and it feels more private. There's a small trail that
leads to the back door, but it's a little hidden
and doesn't connect to the main sidewalk, so it's not
easy to find. Our house has a big window on
the back door, and we didn't have any curtains or
blinds on it. Because of that, any one walking by

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could clearly see into the entire bottom floor of our house,
which felt a little strange. We knew we should have
covered it up sooner, but we didn't think it was
that urgent at the time. Then one night, my roommate
and I decided to watch a movie together. We ended
up getting so comfortable that we both fell asleep on
the couch. I never sleep on that couch because it's

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super uncomfortable, and she doesn't either for the same reason.
But that night we both just passed out. In fact,
we both woke up at different times that night and
decided it was easier to just stay on the couch
instead of walking the ten steps to our room. I
feel like it was some kind of instinct or maybe

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even a guardian angel looking out for us. We had
also fallen asleep with almost every light on, so anyone
looking through any window could easily see us on the
couch and all of our girly decorations. It was about
five in the morning when I was suddenly woken up
by my roommates shaking me and urgently whispering for me

(02:07):
to get up, saying there's someone trying to get in.
My heart raised as I instantly sat up, still groggy,
and saw her terrified face staring at the back door.
I turned my head and that's when I saw him.
There was a man standing outside, holding a flashlight and
trying to pick our lock. I can still remember how

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my body froze as I looked at him. I heard
a sharp scraping noise coming from the door. It wasn't
the sound of keys or something normal. It was more
like a thin wire scratching against metal. It felt like
time stopped for a second as I realized what was happening,

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we were both frozen in fear, staring at him. After
what felt like forever, he suddenly stopped of us just
stared at each other for about a minute, too scared
to move. Then slowly he backed away from the door
and disappeared into the darkness. My first thought was to

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run to the door and make sure it was locked,
but I've never been so terrified walking up to a door.
The fear made my legs feel like they could barely move,
and I never want to feel that way again. We
quickly grabbed our phones and called the police, as well
as some friends who lived nearby to make sure we
were safe. They said it could have been a drunk

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college student or someone with bad intentions, but we'll never
know for sure. I still feel sick thinking about it
and hope it was just a mistake, but something tells
me it wasn't. After that, we quickly installed more cameras,
door window stoppers, and covers for every part of the house.

(03:54):
Three weeks later, we had a break in, but that's
a story for another time. I went to college in
a historic city in Florida. The city was not too

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big or too small, but it had a lot of
old buildings and tree lined streets. I stayed in a
duplex located downtown, just three blocks from campus, so it
was an easy walk to my classes. The area I
lived in was known for being safe, and the neighborhood
had large, beautiful homes. The duplex was an older house

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that had been divided into two units. There was a
main front door that everyone used and it had a
lock for security. Then each unit upstairs and downstairs had
its own separate door with a lock as well. I
stayed in one of the units, and the setup made
it feel private while still being part of a shared building.

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I stayed in the downstairs unit and had two roommates,
but that night only one of them was home. We
knew the girls who lived upstairs, but we didn't talk
to them much, just said hi when we saw them.
When they moved in, we told them how important it
was to keep the main front door locked, and they
usually did a good job with that. That night, my

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roommate and I stayed in for the evening. We knew
the front door was locked, so we felt safe and
spent some time chatting about our day. Then at some
point we heard a knock at the front door and
realized the girls upstairs had ordered a pizza. We didn't
think much of it at the time and went back
to what we were doing, but later we found out

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that after getting their pizza, they forgot to lock the
front door, and this was something we had always worried about,
but since they usually kept it locked, we trusted it
was secure that night anyway, So eventually my roommate and
I went to bed in our own rooms. I had
a queen size bed, and I often kept my phone

(06:07):
and laptop beside me on the bed. It made things
easier if I wanted to check something or use my
laptop before falling asleep. I fell asleep as usual, thinking
everything was fine. A few hours later, I woke up suddenly.
At first I wasn't sure why, but then I noticed something.

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There was a man standing over my bed watching me.
When I realized I wasn't dreaming, I saw the man
moving my phone and laptop off my bed. I asked
him who he was, what he was doing, and why
he was there. I was still a little out of
it from earlier, so I felt confused and had no

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idea what he was planning. My mind started racing, thinking
about all the terrible things that could happen. Then form moment,
I thought my roommate might have invited someone over, maybe
a random guy she met on Tinder, and he had
walked into the wrong room by mistake. I tried to

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convince myself this was all just a misunderstanding, but as
I kept asking him questions who he was, what he
was doing here, he didn't explain anything. I started to
feel more nervous as I realized something was seriously wrong.
I owned pepper spray, which I kept for situations like this,

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but they were on a shelf near the door, right
behind the man. There was no way I could get
to them without him noticing. I knew that if I
tried to reach for them, it could make him angry
or even more dangerous. I felt completely trapped, trying to
figure out how to stay calm while my mind raced

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with fear. I knew I had to do something fast,
so I shouted, there are five people who live in
this house, and if you don't leave right now, I'll
scream and they'll all be here in seconds. Fortunately that
was enough to scare him away. I'm not sure if
he had anything with him or if he took something
from me. But I saw him grab something in the

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dark and quickly run out of my room. As soon
as he was gone, I slammed the door shut and
locked it. Then I started looking for my phone. I
couldn't find my phone anywhere, but then I suddenly remembered
something between my room and the front door was the

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room of my roommate, who was home. The thought of
the man possibly going into her room made me feel
even more terrified, so I knew I had to act fast.
I quickly grabbed my pocket knife that I kept near
by for safety. I took a deep breath, counted to three,
and then yanked open my door. I ran straight into

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my room mate's room, heart pounding in my chest. When
I looked, she was sound asleep and there was no
sign of the man anywhere. Relieved, I sat down beside
her and told her everything that had happened. She looked
at me confused and asked, are you sure you weren't

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just dreaming? I was so shaken, but I knew what
I had seen wasn't a dream. But then I started
to doubt myself until I walked out of her room
and saw that our front door was wide open. I
went back to my room to search for my phone,
and when I finally found it, it was hidden under

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a pile of clothes, far from where I had left it.
That made me feel cold with fear, as I knew
for sure some one had been in my house and
my room while I was sleeping. They had enough time
to hide my phone, and that made me even more
scared about what his intentions might have been. I ran

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back to my room mate's room, and by then she
believed me. We locked the door and pushed furniture against
it to barricade ourselves inside. My hands were shaking as
I dialed nine one one. I tried to explain what
had happened as clearly as I could, but my voice
kept trembling. Within minutes, we heard the loud sound of

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police sirens getting closer. Police cars filled our street and yard.
The officers shouted for us to leave the house and
run toward them. At least twelve police officers rushed into
the building. The officers asked me to write a statement,
and I gave them a description of the man, But
to this day I've never heard anything else about the case.

(10:45):
I feel very lucky that The situation ended as it did,
but the thought of what his intentions were still scares me.
My family and I spent our childhood in southwest Montana

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near a wide flowing river. The valley where we stayed
was special to the local native tribes and it was
said to hold deep meaning for them. According to rumors,
the land near the river was used for vision quests
and other important ceremonies. While I don't know if this
is true, I wonder if it connects to something strange

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that happened to me and my sister. Anyway, So one day,
my older sister and I decided to explore the woods
on an island formed by the river splitting into two
branches before coming back together. The island was lush with
tall trees and thick bushes all around. It felt peaceful,

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yet a little creepy as we walked through the forest
with only the sound of the water rushing near by.
We weren't sure what we were looking for, but the
place had a certain energy. The island is about half
a mile long and feels massive, with dense cottonwood trees
growing wild all over it. It's always been a quiet

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and calming place, almost like stepping into another world. I
spent so much of my childhood exploring every corner of it,
climbing trees, wading near the edges of the water, and
I had never experienced anything unusual or unsettling there. But
this day felt different, though I didn't realize it at first.

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The weather was picture perfect, with sunlight streaming through the
trees and a light breeze rustling the leaves. The air
smelt fresh, a mix of damp earth and the faint
scent of cottonwood bark. My sister and I were walking slowly,
taking in the beauty around us when I felt something strange.

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It wasn't physical, but I can only describe it as
an emotional pull, like a tug deep in the center
of my chest. It felt like an invisible fishing line
was hooked to my heart, gently pulling me forward. I
didn't feel like I had a choice. I just had
to walk in the direction it was leading me. At
that time in my life, I was much more open

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to spiritual or supernatural ideas, so I was more likely
to trust what I was feeling. My sister noticed I
had stopped paying attention to her and asked if I
was okay. I couldn't answer her. It was like I
couldn't speak or even think clearly. My sister could tell
something strange was happening, so she decided to stay close

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and follow me. I kept moving forward, completely drawn by
the feeling in my chest, as if it was pulling
me deeper into the cottonwood forest. The trees grew closer together,
their thick trunks and branches, creating a shaded, almost tunnel
like path. The pull was so strong it was all

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I could think about. My sister stayed a few steps behind,
but I didn't look back or speak to her. As
we walked further, the feeling seemed to guide me to
a specific spot. Up ahead, I saw two trees that
had grown together, their trunks arching gracefully over a dry,
rocky stream bed. The trees formed a natural opening, almost

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like a doorway. A natural doorway sounds typical, but it
felt like the closer I got, the more everything around
me became alive. When my sister and I stepped through
the trees into the dry creek bed, clearing, the pulling
sensation stopped. Instead, something else happened. The light around us

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seemed to change. It became golden and rich, almost like
you could touch it. All the outside sounds disappeared, and
it felt like time itself had stopped it. It was
still the same forest, but at the same time, it
felt completely different, like we had stepped into another world.

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As my sister and I stood there silently taking it
all in, I suddenly saw something black, about two feet tall,
dart across the clearing. It moved so fast that I
could barely tell where it went. It either came from
behind one tree and vanished behind another, or though it
sounds strange, it looked like it came out from under

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one tree and disappeared under another. I only saw it
for a split second, but I knew I'd never seen
anything like it in these woods before, and I never
saw anything like it again after that. Not long after this,
both my sister and I realized that the strange feeling,

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the pole and the way the world had seemed so
different was fading away, and everything around us slowly went
back to normal. Within seconds, it was clear we were
standing in the same forest as before. Nothing seemed different
from the many times we had walked there before. My
sister and I walked home in silence, both feeling like

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we had just experienced something meaningful and hard to explain.