One awful neighbor has the power to ruin your life. These might be the creepiest neighbors we've ever heard of. If you have nice neighbors, thank your lucky stars.
1. Bad Bunny
When I was seven, we had a family pet that we kept in our backyard. One day, our next-door neighbor came pounding on our front door. He was screaming at the top of his lungs and threatening to off my dad. He said that our pet was being too loud. Our pet was a rabbit. A RABBIT!
2. Mom Freaked When She Got The Scoop
When my sister and I were about five and six, we lived in a small town of about 600 people. We would frequently play outside without parental supervision. Our neighbor would—unbeknownst to our mother—take us to the local ice cream shop for ice cream. One day, we moved without any explanation. Years later, we found out the disturbing reason why.
We were told that the neighbor was a registered offender, and our mom moved for our safety. She freaked out when she learned about our trips to the ice cream shop. Neither my sister nor I were ever harmed, but it is still terrifying to think about.
3. Going Ape
We had these two neighbors who had dozens of stuffed monkeys they would treat like their children. It was bizarre. They would even talk to them, even though they weren’t real. They moved out years ago but once every few years, we would see them on TV in the stands of some nearby sporting event. They had all their monkeys with them as well.
4. Burning Down The House
When we moved in, our neighbor came over to tell us the house had previously burned down twice, which was news to us. We got the feeling that he wanted to brag about how he had saved people from the fires. Then a few years later—after leaving our garage door open—we found our stored grill with all the unlit burners on and a bit of burnt paper sitting underneath.
After that, he disappeared, but we started locking up our propane.
5. He Was A Peeping Tom
My wife and I had a neighbor in the apartment complex we used to live in who we called “Creepy Guy”. He had some mental disorder and would roam the complex all day doing his snooping. He once got caught by one of our neighbors cracking their front door open to peek in. When I would leave in the morning, he would come running out of his apartment to see who was leaving.
The bottom floor units were partially underground, so the windows were at ground level. If someone didn't keep their blinds closed, he would peek into the windows. Maintenance would catch him going into empty apartments that they would be working on. The final straw was when my wife went to check the mail. The mailboxes were all together in a central location in the complex.
He had followed her to and from the mailboxes wearing a thick leather jacket in 90℉ heat. My wife reported it, and management finally decided to evict him. For the rest of his time there, before he left, he would walk around saying hostile things about apartment management.
6. He Was Itching To Get In
I lived in an apartment building, and at night would hear weird scratching at my door like someone was trying to get in. Then, I would hear someone knocking at my door. I answered the knocking precisely two times. It was my neighbor, and the dude terrified me. He would show up wearing nothing but an open bathrobe and wanted to "just talk".
I actually called the authorities the second time he knocked and gave them the whole story. I was a 20-year-old girl living on my own and had some middle-aged man trying to get into my apartment. It was scary. The authorities and my landlady must have worked together to get that guy to back off because after calling law enforcement, he stopped coming by.
7. My Neighbors Were Bird Brains
I lived in an apartment that was on the first floor—which was really half underground—and my windows were all on the same level as the parking lot. I had two weird neighbors there. One was an older guy who would stand just inside the glass door to the building and look out. As you might imagine, that made getting into the building a little awkward.
He wouldn’t acknowledge my presence until he had to move out of the way to let me in. He would sit in his car in warmer weather, with the driver’s side door wide open, blaring “Endless Love” for hours. But he wasn’t the only creep. The other was the older lady next door. She was tiny and had those giant glasses that made her eyes look magnified. She wore a lot of Tweety Bird-themed clothing and chain-smoked all the time.
She would come around, ask me for $5, saying her social security checks were late, pay me back, then ask me for $5 again. It was a weird place.
8. I Couldn’t Deal With This Neighbor
I lived in a relatively quiet neighborhood. A high school kid who lived next door to us was a dealer. Our house was on a corner, and he would tell buyers to park in front of our house—on the side street—so his dad couldn't see them. There was so much traffic; it was like a drive-through. Strange and creepy people would often walk into our backyard or driveway thinking that the kid lived at our house or trying to figure out a way to get over our fence into his yard. It was really scary.
9. The Mysterious Mercedes Man
I lived in an area that was not the best, but not the worst either. Pretty quickly after moving in, I noticed that my neighbor was a bit sketchy. He always got picked up and dropped off in an expensive blacked-out Mercedes. I also once saw a stranger handing him a roll of $20s about two inches thick. I just assumed he was dealing, but if he stayed out of my way, I didn't care.
I installed a camera doorbell outside my door and started to notice a lot of extra weird activity. I would get flooded with notifications several times an hour and throughout the night. It seemed like there was that one guy who lived there permanently, plus several additional men in their 30s/40s staying there with him at a time. Then they would disappear, and new guys would take their place.
They all seemed to have keys and never arrived or left at the same time as each other. They never seemed to speak any English or understand me and tried very hard not to make eye contact with me. Also, when a new guy would “move in”, I would never see them move in any boxes or belongings. He would just show up on his own with a key and then disappear weeks later.
I also never heard any noise coming from their place either—no talking, TV, music—nothing. That always creeped me out because the walls were thin, and I could always hear every other neighbor, but this flat was always completely SILENT. Then, one day they all disappeared, including the permanent guy. I never saw any furniture or boxes being moved out.
About a month later, the authorities came to my door looking for one guy in particular. I recognized him as one of the many temp guys. They wouldn't say why they were looking for him.
10. Something Had To Change
I had a landlord who lived next door to me. He would accost me outside and prattle on and on for as long as you'd let him. He would call me at work and do the same thing, come into my backyard unannounced, make inappropriate comments about all the neighbors, and generally act crazy. He was also obsessed with coin collecting. He always wore the same jeans and grey Member's Only jacket.
He even tried to cheat me out of my deposit when I moved out, so I had to take him to small claims court.
11. We Tried To Shut Her Out
My roommates and I used to live in a tenement before we moved to a different area. Our flat was on the ground floor, and the tenement had a small community garden that was right in front of our living room. We couldn’t eat lunch or even watch TV without seeing one of our old neighbors watching us from the corner of our eyes.
They wouldn’t even pretend that they weren’t watching us. It was really creepy. At the end of our second week there, we agreed we would always keep the blinds down. We never lifted them again until we left.
12. He Was Going Postal
I lived in the country. My neighbor, who was old, was about a three-minute drive down the road from me. He used to have a mailbox next to mine, would go through my mail, then bring it to my door. He would take my magazines and then put them back a day or two later. I got a locking mailbox. Then, suddenly, one day, it fell over, and he came over in a panic.
He told me that a locking mailbox was too heavy and I had to use a regular box. I called the sheriff on him, and a few days later, he got a new mailbox installed at his house. He would also go through my recycling and then judge me based on the number of booze bottles he found. The funny thing was, I barely drank. So, I would have a month or two worth of bottles dumped out at a time.
Therefore, he thought I was going on an occasional bender. Finally, one day he came over to tell me to clean my gutters. I had enough. I told him to get out of my face and never come over uninvited again. He drove up a few days later and asked, "So when is that invite coming? I thought my wife and I were supposed to be expecting an invite soon". I told him, "Never, get out of here. You creep me out".
13. School Daze
Many years ago, we had neighbors who broke into our house when we were asleep and took a lot of valuables. They were a weird bunch. We lived across from a school, and one day, the wife came running out towards the school. She got chased out of her house by her son, who dragged her back inside by the hair. Six officers jumped over our fence to deal with whatever the neighbors had done.
After that, my little sister was scared to be home alone for the first time ever. It took her a long time to recover.
14. He Was Nacho Average Neighbor
My old downstairs neighbor would blackout and watch racy videos on his massive TV—but that’s not the twisted part. He’d do it with the volume turned up. And he would have all the windows and doors open, so the whole apartment would have to hear and see it. He would also pass out in the walkways. Once, he went out to a club and came home an hour later in a cruiser with no shoes on.
He also accused me of sleeping with his girlfriend. On the plus side, he would get completely sloshed and bring home Mexican food and always give me some—so that was nice.
15. Strange Homebodies
When I was about ten years old, this family moved into my old neighborhood. They were strange right from the start. Nobody ever saw their faces except for brief glances in passing. If the kids were outside and you happened to pass by, they would run back in and lock the doors. There was never any sign of life coming from the house aside from the occasional flick of a curtain.
My friends and I tried trick-or-treating there, and they opened the letterbox that was on the door to stare out at us. They didn’t go to any of the local schools, and you never saw them get any deliveries or go out to get groceries. Despite moving out of that neighborhood when I turned 12, I sometimes continued to wonder exactly what was going on over there.
16. These Neighbors Stunk
I lived in an apartment complex of 40 units, and one set of neighbors—a family—was just off. One day, I bought a bunch of starter packets to grow some herbs on my balcony. I was out there watering, and the mother came outside and shouted into the empty parking lot how disgusting tattoos were—I had a half sleeve on my right arm.
Not wanting an issue, I went back inside, confused, and texted my husband. I heard her go back inside, so I went out to finish watering my plants, and she came out again, this time shouting that something smelled bad and asked what I was doing because she could smell it. I politely told her I didn’t smell anything and went back inside.
On another occasion, my husband and I rearranged our balcony furniture so we could eat outside. The daughter came out and yelled, “I DON’T LIKE WHAT YOU’VE DONE THERE. CHANGE IT BACK”! Later that evening, the authorities showed up at our apartment. My husband and I had just been grocery shopping, so we had been out. The officer—laughing under his breath—started by apologizing.
He said, “I’m sorry to bother you guys. We got a call about someone harassing some of your neighbors”. He told us they called because we copy them, and sometimes my husband gets into my car. The officer told us we should contact the building manager and let them know if they bother us like this again, so we did. The building manager told us that these neighbors target someone new every month.
17. Something Smelled Fishy
We had a neighbor named Sibbald. He straight up smelled like tuna all the time. He would come to knock on our door to ask for random things—a rubber band, an apple slicer, a doorstop—in his robe. He would do this around once a week. My bedroom door faced his kitchen, and sometimes I would look over and see him lying on the floor. It was bizarre.
18. He Was Off-Center
My back neighbor's kid got high a few years ago—and things quickly spiraled out of control. He tied up his parents in the living room, got a blade, stripped down, and repeatedly yelled, "I will find my center"! When the authorities were attempting to invade his house to free the parents, he let them go. They ran out of the house with him following.
It took several officers and paramedics to take him down with tasers. I don't walk down his street anymore.
19. He Was A Vlasic Creep
I had a neighbor who lived next door, while his wife and family lived 20 minutes away. He kept the apartment so that he wouldn’t have to commute and had lived there for ten years prior to me moving in. His wife would drop by and stay with him for a few days, about once a year. Maybe once a month, he would go back to her place on the weekend.
He would come up the stairs in the building at all hours of the night dragging stuff. You would hear, “klunk, klunk, klunk” up the steps. He accused other people of taking his mail and accused me of messing with his cable. He had a plastic runner that went from his front door to his bed and milk crate furniture. One night, he went on a rant about how it makes him sick when he goes to the grocery store and sees all the food there.
He started yelling while telling me this and said he only ate pickles. He told me his wife was a nurse, but she was creepy too. He installed deadbolts on his door without asking the landlord, would get weird about his tool bag as he walked up the steps, and put cardboard on his utility van window. Sometimes he would just swing his door open at night and stand in the hall for a good three minutes before shutting his door again.
Thank goodness, he eventually retired and moved back in with his wife.
20. Sunday Psychos
I had some neighbors who I never really knew outside of being woken up by them at 6.30 AM every Sunday morning. That’s when the minibus that picked them up for church would arrive. Everyone on it would sing hymns on the side of the road until the neighbors came out to get on the bus and drive away. They were eventually evicted for not paying rent, and a cat was found in their freezer.
21. I Was Spinning My Wheels
I had a neighbor who called the authorities on me multiple times because my sprinklers got the wheels wet on his van. It was a 20-year-old Chevy Astro van that he would park right on the edge of his driveway. I asked him to park on the other side of his driveway if it bothered him, but that was not an option he would consider.
I spent a couple of weekends meticulously testing and adjusting the sprinklers so they would not go onto any of his concrete, which went all the way to the property line. I was always as gracious and polite as I could be. My wife and I even delivered a gift basket to them as a peace offering. However, a few weeks later, the authorities showed up again.
It was windy, and the WIND had carried some water onto his rims. I later learned they didn't even own the house. The landlord must have had issues with them as well. Despite having lived there for a long time, the landlord refused to renew their lease. I would not have bent over backward like I did to appease him if I had known earlier.
22. A Family That Hates Together Stays Together
I had a neighbor who was a dealer and was obsessed with my mom. It was so bad that if he came out into his garden, we all went inside the house. He took my harmonica and got his saliva all in it. My dad even had to clock him a few times for being a creep. One day my dad and I were outside having fun, and the jerk made an inappropriate comment about my mom in front of me.
My dad went mad, and we ultimately moved out. Years later, we continued to hate the guy collectively.
23. Too Hot To Handle
One day, one of our quiet neighbors got into a fight with his girlfriend, who promptly left in an angry huff with her two kids. His reaction was seriously deranged. He then offed all their pets—which included cats and exotic birds— before setting his house on fire. The heat from the fire blew out our windows. He was taken into custody with bail set too high for most people to pay.
After it burned down, his house was leveled. The other neighbor purchased the property and made it into an expanded yard area with a pool.
24. It Was A Blood Bath
I once lived next door to a couple who never paid a single month's rent the entire time they lived there. They would scream and argue in the street all night, swearing and throwing empty bottles at each other until I had to call the authorities. This continued for about six or seven months until they finally got evicted. However, I will never forget when I was home alone on a Sunday evening and heard blood-curdling screaming coming from inside their house.
The husband had invited a female childhood friend and her six-year-old daughter to stay with them while the friend got clean. Apparently, the wife didn't vibe with that and sliced up her own arms with a kitchen blade. She then lunged at the friend in front of the six-year-old kid. I watched officers carry the child out of the house.
I had never seen such an insane amount of blood in my life.
25. How Rude!
When I was a kid, I lived in a subdivision of about 20 houses. Four houses away, a 30-year-old registered offender lived with his mother. When he was let out of the penitentiary, his mother had to go to each house and let the neighbors know what he was convicted of and that he was moving back in with her. When she came to our house, my mom answered.
The woman went on a rant about how rude it was that all the neighbors basically told her that if they saw her son anywhere close to their children, they would shoot him. After that, she called the authorities on everyone who walked passed their house, saying they were being threatened.
26. The Glass Menagerie
When I was in college, an old man lived across the street with his sister and mother. The man had a room to himself that had a big sliding glass door that looked out onto the street. At all hours of the night, you could see him watching outside, backlit by the flicker of the TV. It was unsettling at first, but the more it happened, the more it freaked us out.
Both my roommates and my significant other had mentioned him watching them at night and making them uncomfortable. One night, I looked through our peephole and made a nasty discovery. I could see he was in the buff standing in front of the window. It was late, and no one was on the street, so apart from thinking he was an old freak, I didn’t think much about it.
However, a few nights later, my roommates and SO came into the house really upset. They explained that the neighbor was pleasuring himself in front of the window. My roommate ran out, and the neighbor retreated into his house. After that, he tried to do damage control by speaking to me every chance he got. He was a gross pervert.
27. Listen Up—Go Away!
While I was a student, I rented a single room in a big apartment for a short period of time. My room had two doors, both with a frosted window. One was towards a hallway to the kitchen, and the other towards the entrance area. My doors were at the end of hallways, so there would be no reason for anyone to get close to them.
However, every so often through the frosted window, I could see the owner of the apartment, who was my landlady, or some of her male guests standing really close to the door, either listening or trying to peek in. It was really creepy.
28. Window Watcher
I lived on the second floor of an apartment. My bed was near the window, and I would sleep with my window and curtain up so that I could feel the summer night breeze. All of a sudden, I had this weird feeling. I opened my eyes and saw my neighbor creepily staring at me from his kitchen in the dark. I slowly slid to the other side of my bed where my other window was, and the curtain was down. I never slept with my window open or had my curtains up again.
29. This Sugar Daddy Was A Real Sourpuss
I had a neighbor who’d been asked to leave his previous job to avoid a series of harassment cases against him. He was in his late 50s to mid-60s with a wife in her late 20s and three young children. He was constantly belittling her. He was also always trying to power move on us as well. He would let himself into our garden to remove trees that weren’t crossing the property line or come to harass my mom when she was alone.
He even suggested we put a gate between our gardens to make it easier for him to let himself in when our front gate was locked. He used to walk around the house on the side that overlooked ours, open the blinds, and walk around in the buff. We also saw him through the kitchen window fondling the au pair’s chest while she was washing dishes.
In the end, his wife divorced him and took the kids halfway across the country. I never breathed such a sigh of relief.
30. It Wasn’t Just The Breeze Blowing In
Once when I was in college, I took courses over the summer. I had an 8:00 AM class, so I would often go back to my apartment and take a nap afterward. I lived on the ground level and had this big window that would open up into the living room right above the couch. I loved taking naps in the sun and feeling the warm summer breeze blowing in—that is, until one morning.
I woke up to my neighbor’s face directly above mine. It was super creepy, and he couldn’t understand why I was mad.
31. The Goob
When I was in college, I lived in a tiny apartment. This guy who had the most sensitive hearing on earth lived next door. We called him "The Goob" because he was shaped like an unshelled peanut. We HATED him. One night, my friend was over, and we were watching our favorite show on TV. We had the volume so low that we had to sit two feet from the TV just to hear it.
It wasn't even 8 PM, and the next thing we knew, there was a knock at the door. The Goob was asking us to turn down our television because he could hear it in his apartment. I couldn’t believe it. We invited him in to show him how low we had the volume turned down. He refused and continued to go on about how it was disturbing him.
My friend had enough and just went off on him. The Goob threatened to call the authorities if we didn't turn it down, and we both told him, "Fine. Call them", and slammed the door shut on him. Nothing happened. He didn't bother us anymore after that.
32. We All Had An Axe To Grind With This Neighbor
As a kid, we could hear the neighbor making pounding noises in the basement that sounded like a pickaxe hitting the concrete between 10 PM and 1 AM. The authorities were called numerous times with noise complaints, but nothing came out of it. We think he lived alone as we never saw any other people coming in or out of the house. Later, we found out the creepy story behind the noise.
It turned out the guy was digging into the basement floor in order to bury various wild animals he had acquired in the woods after eating them. Strange.
33. She Showed Everyone Her Goods
The house I grew up in for most of my childhood had three apartments. Two were big enough for a family of four to live in comfortably, and there was a tiny apartment in the basement with just one room, a kitchen, and a bathroom. A couple who were in their 40s lived there, and they both seemed off right from the start. They were very withdrawn.
They never said hello or anything, never went outside or shopping—from what we could tell— and just gave off a very strange vibe, as if they were hiding something. One day, my older sister and I came home and suddenly heard the running sound of bare feet coming down from the driveway. Before we knew it, the woman from the basement was running past us 100% in the buff.
Her assets were flying all over the place, and then she just stopped at a very busy street and stood there in a proud pose with her hands on her side and her head thrown back a bit. We don't know what she did after, since my sister quickly unlocked the door, so we could get inside and not be seen by anyone. They moved out shortly after that incident.
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34. Looks Can Be Deceiving
I lived in a small community with about ten houses where we mostly knew one another. Someone new moved in next door, and we didn’t think much of it as they seemed nice enough and didn’t cause any trouble. My grandma was going on a vacation. Since we were mostly girls and my grandpa was out working most of the time, she told the guy next door, “I’m going to be away for a month. Just keep an eye on my family”.
He was nice and said, “Sure”. A few months passed by, and suddenly one morning, the house was vacated in the middle of the night. A few days later, we learned the truth about the day. We read in the paper that that guy was actually taken into custody because he was a big-time mobster and had been on the “wanted” list for quite a while.
35. Craziness In Cougar Town
When my husband and I were first married, we lived in an apartment complex with a very strange lady as our next-door neighbor. She was in her 40s but consistently hung around with a bunch of college-age guys who also lived in the complex. It gave off a weird vibe. And they were oddly devoted to her. She was constantly carrying around a red Solo cup of something.
She said it was just Diet Coke, but she didn't ever put it down, and if she did, she would beg somebody to watch it. Then, when she picked it up again, she would be very nervous that somebody had touched it and/or put something in it. One day, she told us that she slept during the day, and while she was asleep, the apartment manager would slip her a mickey so that her ex could come into her apartment and take stuff.
She also accused the apartment manager of getting her trashed in order to take the teeth out of her mouth. Then, she asked us if she could borrow our cat because her apartment had rats. As far as we knew, she didn't have a job, but every night she would drive into the city—about 30–45 minutes away—to spend the night partying while leaving her teenage daughter home alone.
36. Look What The Cat Dragged In
At one point, I lived next to a crazy cat man. He had a TON of cats. We would have at least 20 polydactyl cats lying on our porch at night. We would always find lifeless kittens/cats in our driveway, under or by our porch, and in our backyard. He had two basement windows knocked out and had old car hoods put over them, which left enough room for the cats to go in and out freely from his house.
He also burned all of his trash in his backyard. One day we had the authorities banging on our door because someone had called and said our car was on fire. It wasn't. He was just burning trash in a barrel so close to our car that it looked like it was on fire. He got a lot of complaints, but he didn’t care. Luckily, we only lived next to him for about a year.
37. He Was A Living Legend
My oddest neighbor was also my coolest neighbor and my landlord. He was in his 60s, and his grandfather had built the house I lived in, making it well over 100 years old. Both his grandfather and his father had passed on in that house, which perhaps explained some of the weird and creepy experiences I had there. In his basement, he basically had a museum of artifacts he had found over the decades.
He used to stay up until 3 or 4 AM watching TV while kneeling on a small dirty old towel. He never sat in a chair. He had done some amazing things over his life, so it was always a great time chatting with him. Every Friday, I would pop over and pay the rent. Usually, his wife had made cookies, and I'd have a cup of tea before handing it over. If I ever went away for the weekend, he would take money off the rent, saying, "Can't charge you rent when you're not there".
However, there was one really weird thing about him. He seemed to know where things were. It was as if he was totally attuned with the universe or something. He once went to an archaeological site in a swamp that the university had spent a month surveying with a full crew of grad students and equipment. He spent a week there camping and found three canoes simply by wading out where he “felt” was a good spot and feeling with his feet.
Another time he went to a beach, randomly walked over to a sand dune, reached down to grab a handful of sand, and found several pre-European tattooing implements made from bone. These are tiny, the size of your fingernail. He found more in a few minutes than had been found in the entire country up to that point. His wife said all his significant finds were like that.
One day he told his wife it was about time she learned to drive. Until then, he always drove, and she had never bothered to get her license. He taught her to drive, and she got her license. He then decided she needed her own car and bought her a new hatchback. A couple of days after getting her the car, he felt a bit tired, sat down, and passed instantly.
38. Feeding The Fire
I had a set of neighbors who were just terrible. They would blast music and shout well past acceptable times—I'm talking 4 AM. They would light a bonfire in their tiny cement yard whenever I put the clothes out on my line to dry. They would feed the bonfire with clothes that still had tags on them, including the security tags.
One lovely summer morning, I opened my back door to a sanitary pad on my doorstep—a used, duct-taped sanitary pad in the very center of my doorstep. It didn’t take long for us to move.
39. Communication Was Key
I had a neighbor who lived in the government housing next door who was in her 50s. She didn't like her house and would spend her days begging in the city. At night, when she was home, she would smash things in her house and yell sporadically. Her accent would change based on her mood. One day I came home from work, and she was pacing back and forth on the footpath.
I stopped to ask what was wrong, and she told me she'd locked herself out of her house and insisted I help her break-in. She asked if I had a crowbar or a hammer, but I didn't. I offered to call a locksmith, but she said she didn't need a locksmith; she required the authorities. I didn't understand how the authorities would help in this situation, but she was very insistent.
I gave her my phone, and she called them. After a heated exchange, she threw my phone to the ground in frustration and started telling me stories about her life. She'd been orphaned at a young age and had lived in institutions for most of her life. She asked me for a crowbar again. I told her I didn't have any tools, and she screamed. She told me that I should be the one to call the authorities as they would listen to me.
I called the non-emergency line, and the woman who took my call audibly sighed when I gave the address and name. This was not the first time this neighbor had been locked out of her house, apparently. Within five minutes, two squad cars and an ambulance arrived. My neighbor explained that all she needed was a crowbar. Her request was refused, and they took her away.
40. His Big-Footed Tales Were Something Else
I had a neighbor across the alley who always hung out in his garage. The large door was always closed, but the smaller side door would be open when he was in there. Usually, he was there from 5 PM to 2 AM. He was retired, so he didn’t work. I would randomly pop over after a couple of drinks to chat. I have never in my life heard stories crazier than the ones he used to tell me.
He also told me that there is a secret band of Sasquatch that currently live around the world and have a massive influence on the goings-on of our society. In addition to this, there is a very special breed of Sasquatch that can travel through time. They come to our present from the future to lure females to better populate their time and world.
He also said that the politics that have evolved between all of the different sects of Sasquatch are tense and political.
41. Man In The Attic
I used to live next to a house with a few guys. The creepiest one of them was the guy that lived in the attic. Once, he blew up all the toilets in their house, and they all had to come to my place to poop until it got fixed. He somehow got my number and constantly texted me. I had barely spoken to this guy before and had to stay with other friends for a few days to get away from his crazy.
Not long after that, my laptop disappeared at a party where he was mysteriously absent for about 20 minutes. He was in nursing school at the time, which was terrifying. I'm praying that career didn't work out for him.
42. He Was Jammin’
Over the holidays, when I was young, it was traditional for a few of the households down to road to meet at one house, then move on to other houses throughout the day and evening. Often the last house would be Jill and Ray's. By that time, all the adults would have had a few drinks. Jill loved entertaining; however, Ray wasn't such a fan.
So, when he decided he'd had enough for the night, he would get changed into his pajamas, come back downstairs with his toothbrush, brush his teeth in the kitchen sink, and head back upstairs. We all knew there was a bathroom upstairs. This was his way of telling everyone to get out and go home.
43. Caught With His Pants Down
I used to live in a townhouse. We had a small puggle dog. One day, I put him on the leash in the backyard while I went upstairs to get ready. The way our backyards were, a small grass area lined up right next to our neighbors’ on each side. I heard my dog barking for a minute and then stop randomly. Usually, when he was ready to come inside, he would continue to bark until we opened the door.
My dog no longer barking triggered me to look out the window. And there I saw it. Our neighbor’s kid—who was probably between seven and ten years old—with his pants down. IN MY BACKYARD, with my dog. I was so shocked I couldn’t move. Then I scared him off, but it haunted me for years.
44. Something Seemed Out Of Focus
My neighbor was an older gentleman who lived with his wife. He would randomly call over and ask about lights coming from down behind the shed I had at my house. His house was probably a good 1,500 feet from there with quite a bit of dense woods in between. The only way he could see that would be if he was using binoculars.
He had also "staked" out our other neighbors by parking across from their house and spying on them for hours. That neighbor called the authorities.
45. It Was All A Set-Up
New neighbors moved in across the street from me when I was in middle school. They were very odd people that kept to themselves. They had two small children who were adopted. One day not that long after they moved in, the lady came over and apologized to my parents that her kids were always screaming and crying. But there was something off about what she was saying.
I remember it being bizarre because neither my parents nor myself ever really heard the kids screaming or crying. Soon after that, my father was home, and he heard the lady yelling in her backyard. He went over, and she was screaming that she found the younger of her two children unresponsive in the backyard. The authorities arrived, and unfortunately, the kid didn’t make it.
Then things got real. There were tons of officers, unmarked vehicles, and lines drawn. It looked like something out of a movie. She had beaten the child and tried to stage it as if the kid fell and hit his head on the back patio. They had apparently moved out of their last house because numerous neighbors had reported them to child protective services, so they were not welcome in that neighborhood.
But the story didn’t end there. Beyond the brutal incident, it turns out that the children had never been officially adopted—they had been purchased.
46. It Was A Big Red Flag
I had a creepy neighbor who was a male in his early 40s. I was in seventh grade when I first met him. He was a very nice guy, but there was just something off about him. My mother was very patriotic, and our whole house was red, white, and blue inside. One day while I was walking home from school, he was sitting on his front lawn and told me he was having a "red, white, and blue sale" in his backyard and that I should check it out.
I told him sure, but I needed to get money first and walked off. My other neighbor was a big guy, mid-30s, covered in tattoos, who had turned his life around but was VERY intimidating if you didn’t know him. Since my parents weren’t home, I went to his house and told him. He walked over to that guy's house with me, and the creepy neighbor took him to the backyard.
Sure enough, it had red, white, and blue items for sale. But I still thought something was off. After we left, the neighbor I was with called the authorities to let them know that something strange was going on. He also told my parents, who then told me to walk home on the other side of the street. Two years later, the creepy neighbor was taken into custody for attempting to lure a child into his house.
47. Pool Partying Pest
I moved into a new house a few years ago. My retired neighbor was helping himself to my backyard swimming pool during the day while I was at work. I didn't realize it until another neighbor let me know. I went over and confronted him, and his excuse was that the previous owner let him use the pool whenever he liked. Trying to be neighborly, I told him he could use the pool as long as he let me know in advance.
Well, that was a brutal mistake. He soon moved his own lawn furniture over, showed up first thing in the morning on Saturdays with a cooler full of booze, and hung out all day. He even hosted a pool party for his daughter and grandkids. Finally, I had to install new locks on the pool gates and told him that the arrangement wasn't working out for me anymore.
I also installed security cameras to keep an eye on his activities. His reaction was chilling. He retaliated by letting the air out of my tires in the middle of the night, putting dog poo in my mailbox, and firing off high-powered fireworks at my house, leaving burn marks on the roof, sidewalks, and driveway. I called the authorities.
Luckily, karma took over—he had a stroke and was moved to an extended care facility.
48. Hot Rod Hooligan
My next-door neighbor had a Corvette, and one night, I woke up to flashing lights and a squad car on his lawn. I assumed someone had been caught trying to take the car and went back to bed. The next day, another neighbor asked me if I knew what had happened. I said I assumed that someone had been caught taking the car, but the other neighbor revealed the chilling truth. He told me that the guy's girlfriend had taken her own life.
The next day the guy’s couch was sitting on the lawn with a bloodstain on it. It stayed there for a couple of days. He moved out shortly thereafter. Several years later, the District Attorney stopped by our house and asked us if we were friends with that neighbor. We said we weren’t, as we had only just moved in. When we tried to confirm that he was talking about the neighbor whose girlfriend had taken her life, he said that definitely did not happen.
49. She Was Holding On To Dirty Laundry
When I was growing up, there was a middle-aged lady who lived across the street with her young daughter. Every day I would see her walk down the road carrying two large laundry bags, and later she would return with them. She did this almost every day. I was curious as to how just the two of them needed to do so much laundry so frequently.
I thought she was just a total weirdo—but later, I learned the heartbreaking story behind it. Years later, my mom told me the lady had been a refugee from WWII Germany. She was terrified that she would leave the house and the Gestapo would raid it when she was out. Therefore, she always carried all of her clothes with her everywhere she went.
50. This Guy Was Very Sketchy
I lived in an apartment with a pretty weird guy upstairs. One time he slid a note under my door saying he was going to off me, my roommate, and my dog. Another time he had six large fries from McDonald’s, tripped and dropped them in our parking lot. He just sat down and ate them off the ground like it was a plate. The best one, though, was when we saw him leave one day wearing a suit.
My roommate said to me, “Where do you think he’s going in a suit”? An hour later, he came back carrying a caricature of himself wearing the suit and proceeded to hang it in the hallway outside of his apartment. My roommate and I found that to be a never-ending source of joy.
Sources: Reddit
