Great thread with some amazing stories.
I have seen those A-Holes twice.
Here is a story of one of them.
-It was three years ago and my wife and I had just got married a few months prior. We moved into a newly remodeled apartment/house (it was a large OLD
house that had been remodeled into 4 apartments each with 2 bedrooms and one bathroom). The place looked nice. Everything was brand new. They did a
-Thing is with this place there was a LARGE graveyard across the street and also the area is known for having random indian burial sites. (this is the
best reasoning I can come up with).
Our neighbors were good friends and everything ran smoothly for a month or so. Then it started getting eerie. Our neighbors would fight with thier
spouses constantly, as did my wife and I. It seemed there was always turmoil in the area between spouses.
During the World Cup (Spain won
) all the preliminary games I would after work get some beer and go home and watch some soccer/futbol matches. One
particular time I was watching a game and my wife was using the restroom. She came out all upset with me (I use to mess around and scare her all the
time). She was yelling at me for something I didn't do.
"Why did you open the effin door. you trying to scare me again? What the hell is wrong with you!?"
I said, "Honey, I haven't left the couch!? Spain is playing right now... Why would I mess with you I'm trying to watch the damn game!"
-Apparently, the knob trembled for a few seconds then the door opened slightly...
A week later we were in another fight (about drama I'd rather not discuss)
that evening we both went to bed.
Around 3am I woke up dazed and a bit confused. I checked the time and was rather pissed off because at that time I usually had to be up by 430am to
make it to work. I looked over by my closet and there it was.
Standing in the corner staring at me.
It didn't move at all.
I rubbed my eyes to make sure I wasn't fooling myself... but it was still there.
-I didn't really think to much of it. I figured maybe it didn't notice that I in fact saw him... I was scared no doubt.
But I just figured hell..... I don't have time for this crap I gotta get up for work in an hour or so. So I layed back down and went to bed.
That's the last time I saw one.
We moved out of that apartment about 2 months later.
So did everyone else.