Real Horror Stories From The Internet

I was driving across the state highway in the middle of the night that was deserted. But it was not much surprising to me. Since I had traveled through this route a couple times - I knew that it usually gets lonely at night. It does not matter much to me since it is barely a four-hour-long drive.  So I was driving as usual. However, there was one thing a little out of the ordinary. I saw a man ask for a lift. He was a hitchhiker, and I have a strict self-decided policy toward hitchhikers - I never stop for them. And I do feel guilty about it, but I prefer not to put myself at risk. So I saw this man stand at the corner turn, asking for a lift. He did not say much. I was driving downhill - the road was curvy. I saw him at the first turn and just noticed him. He had his hand out, but I did not see it at first. I continued driving along the curve. Now the road was a zig-zag downhill. So I knew I could see him again once I drove my car past it. I kept an eye on him because I had to see...

I was on a road trip with my buddies - it was summertime, and we had planned to hit the road. I am not a fan of night drives, but the idea of driving on the highway in the middle of the night is a little exciting. Apart from the fact that it was always risky to drive at night, there was a risk of criminals or animals lurking around. The highway we were on was not busy that night. We were driving casually, partying, drinking, and screaming while driving. But again, the highway was empty and we were not disturbing anybody. Amidst the loud music, suddenly we heard a loud thumping sound. The car engine sound stopped. We drove to the side as the engine slowly came to a still. Out of all possibilities, the car had decided to break down in the middle of a highway. The 5 of us got off the car and waited for the call to connect. But the network was so poor that none of us got any reception on our devices. Two of my friends tried to figure out the issue but to no avail - that is when the real tr...

So you hear many stories about a gunman entering a school and then the school going on lockdown. I know this might sound a little weird and insensitive to me, but the idea of a school going on lockdown gave me a rush. It is a scary experience for the ones who have survived through one. But I would have never known until it happened to my school. Yes, it happened to me when my school went on lockdown. And no, it was not scary. It was traumatizing. It haunts me even today. So it all happened when I was in high school. We were having our lunch break - the bell rang. The lectures were about to begin. So as per usual, students rushed back to their classes. And I used to move like a sloth. I hated studying. So as per usual, I followed my typical route. I went to the washroom before heading toward my class. It would save me a few minutes from the boring professor’s lecture. I was relieving myself at my own pace when I heard a bell ring. It wasn’t a typical one. It was an alarm for our school ...

I still remember when I was hiding in the library. It was dark in there because the school was on lockdown. The lights were off, and all students were hiding in classes. I was in the hallway when the alarm rang. So I did not have enough time to rush to my class. Instead of heading to the washroom, I decided to go to the library. Because honestly, it is too predictable to hide in the washroom as it is one of the first places psycho shooters would look into to find unsuspecting students. That is why I went to the library so I could hide there, between stacks of shelves filled with books. I assumed they would never come here, so I hid behind the first shelf. It was near the door - I could see if anyone entered. And to my shock, the door opened. A man with a long sharp knife made his way inside. I panicked and crouched. This sudden movement made a book move. But luckily, he did not see it. He kept moving toward the counter, and I slowly stepped toward the second row of shelves. I wanted to...

Since vacations were finally starting, my gang and I decided to go to a forest camp in the dense forest of the Death Valley National Park instead of a club this time. At first, I thought it was a bad idea, but then, we live life only once. That shit struck me at that moment, and after a while, when I reconsidered my decision, my friends did not allow me to back off. I had no choice but to go. So we got on the bus led by a camping instructor. We were on a camping trip with other unknown groups. The forest was dark even in daylight. The drive was all fun and games until our bus suddenly jerked to a halt. The sudden jolt got us all worried. But we later realized that our bus had got punctured. So we had to walk our way to the campsite. We were more than halfway through our bus journey. Eventually, after a long, arduous walk, we reached the campsite. We unpacked our bags, only to find that we were out of water for the rest of the outing. It is not that we had not packed enough water, but w...

As the ice melted off our roof, my husband and I planned to take a camping trip to the Death Valley National Park. Since childhood, I have been quite a paranormal activities enthusiast, so this would be a fun trip for me. Since it was an impromptu plan, my husband was a little nervous. So you know, my husband is a very cautious person. He usually needs time to pack all the essentials and salt. Now I do not believe in the salt theory, as it did fail once, and I was fallen unconscious for the next three days. Gladly, my husband Drake doesn’t know about this. And I decided to keep it a secret for our best interest. So we reached our destination, and it was just us and our van in the middle of the forest. It was dark and cold. We pulled out the portable campfire that my husband insisted on buying on our way. In retrospect, it was a good decision. After setting up our tents near the lake, we snuggled inside a cozy blanket and listened to lo-fi music. We were vibing to the mood just when- we...

We were camping for the weekend. We had planned a three-day trek through the woods. We had planned to climb to our first spot and set up camp for the night. Move along the trail on the next day and then set up camp at night again. We were regular campers and well versed with the risks at night. The visibility is low. We might lose our sense of direction. Apart from that, it would be difficult to spot any wild animal if in case it was watching us. So our trek had started well. We were on schedule on day one. Every single one of us was high on energy. We saw many rabbits and deers moving around in the forest. We didn’t bother them much. We stayed on the planned trail and kept clicking pictures. The day ended with no hassles. We set up camp at night and had fun stargazing. Until this point, the route was a regular one for us. But from the next day onwards, we were heading on a trail we had never traveled before. Mind you, it was not a risk we were taking. The route that we were taking was...