This Spooky Tale of a Mysterious Man Living in the Walls Will Make Your Skin Crawl

Oct. 31 2019, Updated 2:00 p.m. ET

I've a painted-over attic door in my apartment. I've never been courageous sufficient to open it and notice what's inside as a result of I'm terrified that a human has been living up there. We have a digital camera arrange (for our canine, not specifically to catch rogue attic-dwellers), and I've absolutely no reason to believe someone's up there, however I will be able to't lend a hand however be apprehensive that one night time I'll get up in the heart of the night time, head to the kitchen for a glass of water, and see a unusual human being staring again at me.

Apparently, this worry isn't all that unfounded. Horror creator Grady Hendrix not too long ago wrote one of the spookiest Twitter threads in the historical past of Twitter about the man who lived in the walls of his space when he used to be a kid. Is it true? I'm now not sure. It's no doubt offered as if it is, and I wouldn't put it previous anyone who skilled that trauma as a child to turn to horror stories as an adult. But it is also the musings of a inventive writer checking out a new premise or a new way of storytelling. Truly, it doesn't matter. This is one of the scariest stories you will read this Halloween season.

"Everyone's telling scary stories for Halloween so I'll talk about something that happened to me when I was a kid because hey, trauma never gets old," Grady's thread begins. He proceeds to let us know about how when he was once 9 years previous, he realized he could sneak downstairs after everybody else was asleep and consume no matter he sought after from the kitchen. "I could make a peanut butter, Cheez Whiz, and mayo sandwich," he writes, which might if truth be told be the maximum terrifying factor in this story. I imply, gross. 

He was always careful to depart issues the manner they had been when he were given there, but as long as he did that, nobody ever noticed the lacking food. "Creeping down was the hardest part," he writes. "I had to navigate the pitch dark house all the way downstairs in total darkness like a tiny ninja." 

Here's the place it will get spooky. One evening, they ordered take out, and Grady could not wait to sneak down after everybody used to be asleep to devour some leftovers. I do not blame him. Leftovers are the easiest. 

But when he were given to the bottom of the stairs, he heard a fork hit the counter! There used to be a man! In their kitchen! Just sitting at the counter! What in the precise heck?! How terrified would you be if you had been a kid and you saw an outsider in your home, just sitting at your kitchen counter in the middle of the night time, eating the leftovers you had been supposed to be consuming (admittedly no longer the scariest part, however no more sweet 'n' sour beef is a lovely terrifying idea)? 

But Grady was good. He didn't scream. Instead, he slowly sponsored away, crept upstairs, and aroused from sleep his mum and dad. But, he writes, "They made way too much noise and took way too long and by the time they got downstairs the kitchen was empty." He used to be a horror fan as a kid, so everybody wrote off his story as just that — a story. 

From that day forward, Grady took inventory of the place the entirety was in the ktichen and noticed more than one times that issues had been moved around in the night. How he didn't tell his oldsters what was occurring, I do not know. Maybe he knew they wouldn't consider him. Parents never consider their kids, especially folks of youngsters who're living real-life horror movies. 

Grady took to snoozing with a knife under his pillow. "I must've stabbed myself in the hand 1000 times checking to make sure it was there," he writes. "Then in August, I was in my room reading when I looked up. There's an A/C vent over my bed. Behind the vent a pair of eyes were watching me."

NUH UH. That's a big NOPE from me. Ooh, a shiver simply went down my spine. Grady clearly flipped out. He made his folks seek the attic and test the crawl space beneath their area. But they couldn't find anything else. "I wasn't very popular for a few weeks," Grady writes. 

Now, I've to warn you: When you read what happens next, you might throw your phone across the room or slam your laptop closed. I would possibly not blame you. 

Rice. Maggots. Dead guy in the ceiling. Can you even consider it? A man had literally been living in their walls for months. But someway, it gets spookier. "He'd put a foam pad beside my bedroom vent so he'd be comfortable while he watched me," Grady writes. "The police said he'd made lots of 'drawings' but when I asked they pretended they hadn't said anything."

"No one ever identified him," Grady's story concludes. "He was buried as a John Doe. To this day I can't look inside the vents in houses." Chilling. Sure, there is a giant chance this story is a paintings of fiction. But there are lots of in a similar way spooky tales that are one hundred p.c real. 

Remember the time a college student found a man living in her closet and dressed in her clothes? "I just hear rattling in my closet," Maddie told Fox 8. "It sounded like a raccoon in my closet. I'm like, 'Who's there?' And somebody answers me. He's like, 'Oh my name is Drew.' I open the door and he's in there, wearing all of my clothes. My socks. My shoes. And he has a book bag full of my clothes." Can you consider?!

How about the girl who found her ex-boyfriend from 12 years earlier living in her attic? My non-public favourite has to be this classic horror movie in the making... A man who lived on my own in Tokyo found a woman in his cupboard. She were secretly living there for a 12 months. My favourite phase of this story is that this: "The police described [the woman] as looking neat and clean. She was charged with trespassing." Happy nightmares, everyone!

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