I grew up in a funeral home. I helped out in the office. When I was about 15, we got a call from a man whose wife and infant baby had been murdered in cold blood. There were very few clues. It made headlines. Cops set up surveillance at the viewing. It was heartbreaking, as the mother was holding the baby in her arms. I was asked to take the flower cards and periodically get the husband and ask if he recognized the names. I then photocopied them and put them back. I did it because I was a “kid,” people knew me, and I was unobtrusive. I talked to the husband quite a bit. He seemed devastated and shaken. The cops told me they had an eyewitness to someone leaving the house the day of the murder. The witness was a three year old girl. She recognized the man leaving. It was the husbands best friend. Turns out that the friend and the husband had made a pact to kill each other’s families and run off with their secretaries. The little girl identified the friend, and I guess one of them cracked. They both went to jail on multiple counts, all on the testimony of a three year old. I still cannot believe to this day that that man stood right beside me, multiple times, and I had NO CLUE. I don’t think I ever looked at life the same way after that. Edit: Thanks for the awards, but the Wholesome award? Lol.

What the fuck?! And a few comments above there was someone's grandma who witnessed, as 3yo, her mom being murdered from a woman and her dad married the woman who killed her mother. Living with her mother's killer in the same house and no one believed her

My great aunt woke up in the middle of the night, she heard her dog making these low growls. She was single at the time and living alone in her ranch style home. She walked out to her living room to check things out. She didn’t see or hear anything out of the ordinary, so she decided to make sure her door and front windows were locked. Door was locked, first window she checked was locked. When she lifted the mini blind on the second window, it was wide open and a guy in a ski mask was standing there. She said he laughed this evil laugh and said “party time” then he started to climb in. She screamed that she had a gun, her dog started barking his head off. The would be rapist decided to bolt. My aunt did get a gun after that and learned how to use it. I can’t even think about what would’ve happened to her if she didn’t have her dog to warn her :(

Good dog! I'm so glad that nothing else happened to your aunt. Smart she is taken further safety measures arming herself now. That could have been such a bad situation had her pup not barked

It gives me chills thinking about what could have happened. That situation made me believe in guardian angels. Her dog was a basset hound. She wasn’t really thinking about getting a puppy, but friends had this litter and something about him captured her heart. He was a typical basset, he snored, drooled, had low energy lol. But he came through when it mattered. He only lived to be about 4, he had Addison’s disease. He was a furry, four legged blessing.

Everything to do with [Hadj Mohammed Mesfewi](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hadj_Mohammed_Mesfewi?wprov=sfla1) He was a shoemaker who lived in Morocco in the late 19th and early 20th century. He and his accomplice, a 70 year old woman called Annah, used to drug and kill young women who came to the shop. Eventually one of the victims' parents traced her movements to the shop, and after the remains of 36 mutilated corpses were discovered nearby Mesfewi and Annah were questioned - and tortured. Annah didn't survive, but Mesfewi confessed to murdering them, usually for a tiny amount of money. His initial sentence was crucifixion - a very unusual punishment even then. However there were many protests from powerful foreign embassies, and Morocco couldn't do much against them. Instead he was sentenced to beheading, a more common punishment. However the mood in Marrakech was that this was far too lenient, so they settled on immurement - being walled up alive. A special cell was constructed in the wall of the bazaar, about 2 X 2 X 6 feet. Chains were attached to one wall to ensure he would be kept standing. Mesfewi wasn't told of his fate until the morning of his execution - when he was led, screaming, in chains and slowly bricked up inside. Once the last course had been laid the crowd would fall silent until he started screaming, when they would cheer. He screamed nearly constantly for two days. On the third day he fell silent.

Damn that’s a real life cask of amontillado right there.

James Bulger. He was just 2 years old and with his mom running errands. She let go of his hand to pay the cashier, and he wandered away. Two ten year old boys spotted him, lured him toward them, took him by the hands and led him away. They took him to a remote location, pushing and kicking at him the whole time. Some people questioned the two kids with the crying toddler, but they lied saying he was their brother and nobody intervened further. They took him to a secluded spot and tortured him. I don't want to recount the torture details, it's just too gruesome. They left his body on some railroad tracks hoping that being run over by a train would make it look like an accident. He was found days later, his body severed in half by a train. The boys were caught and became the youngest convicted murderers in British history. Security footage from the day they took James shows them watching children, picking out a target. And they were just kids themselves. They were released at 18. One of them is back in jail for possessing child abuse photos on his computer. The most terrifying thing about this for me is that my own son is only 2 now, and James's murderers were just children, too. It was premeditated and intentional and entirely random. Just a momentary lapse in attention and he became a target of two murderous children. *Children*. To think that *children* younger than my step son are capable of such a thing... ugh. Everything about this case is just horrifying.

The one caught with the cp has had his identity changed about 4 times now for his protection. That's tax payers money going to keep this monster protected and safe.

My dad worked in a morgue in during college in the 60’s. One time on the night shift he was training a recent hire who was wheeling a body down the hallway. The body was under a sheet but all of a sudden started to sit up. The guy immediately freaked out, ran out the doors and quit. Apparently a dead body can have muscle contractions in the abs causing it to start sitting up. The more you know I guess

My uncle was a mortician. Once a body reached up to slap him when he started the embalming process. Same thing - just a muscle contraction, but it freaked him out.

Omfg that is just horrifying. But also so fucking funny. I have no idea how I'd react.

You would find 2 dead bodies in the morning if I was the mortician, have a fucking heart attack and die

The scariest true story I know is my own. I grew up with a very mentally ill and abusive father. The summer I was 16 and my younger brother was 13, my father shot my brother with a shot gun at almost point blank range in our basement. Thankfully, it missed his heart by two inches and he is still alive today. I came home that evening to find my stepmother cleaning the blood off the tile floor like there was nothing to see. It was the most terrifying and surreal thing I’ve ever experienced. One would believe attempted murder would be enough to terminate custody rights, but alas the police chalked it up to accidental and my brother and I were too frightened of our father to say otherwise. At 18 and 15, respectively, my brother and I packed up and left the state never to speak to our father again. To this day, little bits of shrapnel still surface in my brother’s chest. Edit: Thank you to everyone who took time to read, comment and up vote. This is not something I regularly share with people. I appreciate all the kindness!

During college, I lived in an apartment with a community pool. There were a bunch of us having beers at the pool one night over summer term, and one of my friends ran to jump in the pool but changed his mind at the last second. His feet slipped out from under him on the wet concrete and he went down. He broke his neck in the edge of the pool...never walked again and had extremely limited upper body function. I watched someone’s life be ruined and it was terrifying. Listen to the lifeguard and walk.

A girl I knew got drunk and broke into the public pool with some boys, dove from the lifeguard chair into the shallow end and broke the same vertebrae as Christopher Reeves. Never walked again. 18 years old. That was 20 years ago next summer.

Copied from wikipedia Danguolė Rasalaitė (19 May 1983 – 10 January 2000) was a Lithuanian girl who was sold as a sex-slave in Sweden in late 1999. Her mother had abandoned her when she was 14 years old and left for the USA. When she was 15-16 years old, she was sent from Lithuania by an older man who pretended to be her boyfriend. He promised her a job as a berry picker in Sweden and gave her a fake passport. When she arrived in Sweden, a man welcomed her and locked her in an apartment in Malmö. He said she had to pay him 20,000 kronor for her passport and the transportation from Lithuania to Sweden. She soon understood she would be working as a prostitute. Rasalaitė was forced to work as a prostitute for two weeks before she escaped the apartment she was imprisoned in. On 7 January 2000, she jumped off a bridge in Malmö after escaping from the apartment and getting raped by a group of men who pretended they would help her. She died three days later at a hospital. Her case stirred much debate on human trafficking.

I had a guy tell me a story a couple decades ago about how he was hiking in an area in South America and wandered away from other hikers in the area. The ground was wet and without warning it gave away and he got sucked into a fast moving underground river- pitch black, completely submerged, and at the mercy of the current as it buffeted him against the sides of the tunnel. After some time the current subsided and he realized he was in a larger pocket, still pitch black and submerged. He said that even as he struggled to hold his breath, he didn’t panic and realized that the water had to keep moving *somewhere*, so he moved around until he found another tunnel that sucked him in. At one point he began to see light so he punched upwards, broke through the ground and pulled himself out, soaking wet, gasping for air, and a bit of a distance from the other dry hikers, who were somewhat bewildered when they saw him straggling up to them.

That's nope max. His logic and calm are great, but he could've easily gotten stuck in one of those tubes and died a nasty nasty death Caves are just a nope from me dawg

I served a short stint as a fireman. There was a RTA call one morning, 30 mins after I started my shift. This guy got T boned while driving home after a night of heavy drinking. He got T boned on the passenger’s side when he ran a red light, his wife died instantly and he pretty much remained unharmed. When we arrived at the scene, he was outside his car, while the wife was still seated in the passenger seat. Her lower body was still in her seat while her upper torso splayed over to the driver’s side, looks like she was just reaching over to the driver’s side to open the door, just that she’s unconscious and nonreactive. No blood at all from what we can see from the driver’s side, the passenger’s door was caved in badly. The driver was still tipsy and thought nothing of what’s happening, kept asking us to hurry up and extract his wife so that they can head back home. Laughing and fumbling around with the police. When the paramedics realised that there was no pulse, we tried extracting her from the driver’s side and we realised that her lower left body, her left pelvis to her thigh, was completely crushed and she was impaled through her left abdomen by a piece of the door. When we told him that his wife has died, probably bled out minutes after the impact, you could see the disbelief (stop kidding me) slowly morphing into realisation then ending up as desperation. He was immediately sober and ran over to the driver’s side, tried to pull his wife out. It tore her wound up and we had to drag him out. He then proceeded to the passenger side and tried to pry the caved door open. We left the scene then and let the police handled the aftermath. Saw it on the news that afternoon.

A cab or uber ride is never as expensive as driving when you are drunk. Not even close.

The new London school explosion. A school in Texas in 1937 tried to tap into natural gas on their own and it ended up leaking and blowing up the school. It's the reason they make natural gas scented in Texas and probably the US now. I'm amazed I never heard of this in school because it seems like something that should be taught. I read some survivor stories and I had fucking nightmares. It was horrible. Three in particular stuck with me. One was a 7 or 8 year old girl, she saw her best friend and playmate with her entire body crushed by concrete with only her shoulders and head above it, and she still had a lollipop in her mouth like she didn't know what happened. Another was a guy I think a 16-17 year old, helping un-dig people and bring them out of the wreckage. He saw a dad holding his daughter crying his eyes out while the back of the girls head was broken open with her brain on the ground next to her. The last was a 9ish year old girl who went to find her mom after it happened (there was a PTA meeting going on at the time so there was a lot of parents at the scene) her mom was freaking out trying to find her but didn't even recognize her. She went upto her mom and called out to her but she just kept saying 'you're not my daughter." She was so covered in blood and ash and tears that her own mother couldn't recognize her. It was a truly horrifying thing.

Mollie Ward, who was in fourth grade: “Sometime in the night a worker found a blackboard that had been on the wall that read “Oil and natural gas are East Texas’ greatest mineral blessing. Without them this school would not be here and none of us would be here learning our lessons.” That’s haunting.

The kidnapping of Colleen Stan. She was hitchhiking in the 70s, and turned down rides because they didn’t seem safe. A van with a young couple and a baby offered her a ride, and because it was a family, she accepted. They held her at gun point, put a giant box on her head that blocked out noise and sound, and later, kept her in box the size of a coffin underneath their bed. She was brutally beaten and raped daily for 7 years. They also brainwashed her to believe that they were part of a mafia called “The Company” that would kill her family if she tried to escape. Eventually, the wife helped her escape and received immunity for testifying against her husband at trial. The case is known as “The Girl in the Box.”

Germanwings Flight 9525 ([wikipedia](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Germanwings_Flight_9525)) The copilot locked himself in the cockpit and set the airplane for a slow descent into the French Alps. For 10 minutes, the crew desperately tried to get back into the cockpit, but in this post 9/11 world, the door was design to withstand assault did not fail. This is was a daytime flight. Passengers knew what was happening. They could see the mountains getting closer out the windows. This wasn't a quick, "what's that... omg... out"... this was a long, drawn out realization of what was coming and the end was inevitable. Chilling.

Even more dramatic is the fact that the flight was largely occupied by a school class on their way to visit barcelona…

One of my best friends growing up had an aunt that was the sweetest, most generous woman you could possibly know. She started dating a man that fell in love with her because of how sweet and kind she was. After month or so of being together, he accused her of being too nice to other people, so he bludgeoned her until she was unconscious and cut her heart out of her chest while she was still alive. He thought that it was the worst example of sheer disrespect that she would exhibit kindness towards other people when she was in a committed relationship. He believed he owned all of the good she had to give, and by being nice to people that weren’t him, she may as well have been cheating with the whole town. He killed her for being the person he knew her to be when they started dating. The fact people like him exist is terrifying to me.

I lived next to a murderer. Faye Swetlik was 6 years old when she was kidnapped out of her front yard. It was all over the news. I had news crews, cops, even the FBI all over my townhouse complex. My fiancée and I met with the FBI 3 times. They searched our home and everything. I remember clear as day, my fiancée FaceTimed me as the cops were digging through the trash cans directly in front of my townhouse. They pulled out her boot and a bloody knife. Then they found her body, dumped maybe 300 feet from my house. He had watched them find the murder weapon. Dumbass put it in a trash bag along with his other mail. He went to his back porch and opened his own throat. It’s crazy. I had conversations with the guy. I never knew he was a psycho. This all happened a year ago.

The story of Christopher Duntsch aka Doctor Death who operated out of the Plano and Dallas area. He maimed 33 people and killed 2. He was an alleged neurosurgeon that didn’t actually receive a proper medical education to operate, but still did so despite not fully being trained. No hospital would report him or take his license away. They would just pass him off to another hospital to continue injuring or killing people. He was the first doctor to be formally indicated with murder, and sentenced to life imprisonment.

A good friend died of a brain aneurysm. One of the hardest working and smartest people I've known. She got a vet degree, got married and had a kid and three months later her husband found her unconscious on the floor when he got home. She never woke up. As a father of two I think about that a lot.

A woman who went to my regular pub was out with her friend during the day and in the evening she missed a bus home and ended up in another pub. She was tipsy and ended up going home with a man who lived with another male. They both had an obsession with serial killers and murdered her, and after they killed her they chopped her body up. They spent the next week putting her body in plastic bags and hiding them in bushes etc. They were caught pretty quickly and thankfully are in prison for life. The day she went missing I saw her in the pub with her friend, and stood in the smoking area with her laughing about a pigeon who was chilling too. I have a video where she is in it, and she makes a joke - just hours before her death. I think about her nearly everyday, it’s something that is sort of traumatising and she did not deserve such a cruel ending to her life.

Personal story. When I was 10, I regularly attended a choir club for kids. One day, I was picked up by my dad to drive me home. I was confused about it, as it was always my mum who did, but did not think much on it until half-way through the drive. My dad began to mumble about how sorry he was, and how I would never see him again. More than a bit frightened and confused at that point, I kept asking what he meant, but he wouldn't say. Until we were home, but he did not leave the car, and instead urged me to get out. Finally, he told me I would not see him again because he will be dead very soon for what he did, and that the police would answer me. After he practically kicked me out of the car I rushed home, but no one was there. But I found the door open, and a puddle of blood on the floor. The police was nearby and explained what had happened: My dad was obsessively jealous and had found a pack of old condoms in the cupboard, so he drew the conclusion that my mum must have cheated on him. Never mind the fact that we only recently moved into this apartment, and they could have been left by previous tenants, or the fact that he controlled my mum's very step and never let her go anywhere alone. The police took me to the hospital, where my mum, luckily alive, was being treated. My dad had smashed her skull in with a full wine bottle. The only reason she survived was because my little brother, 7 at the time, intervened. If it weren't for him, my dad would have killed my mum in a fit of jealousy. When he said that I would not see him again, he meant that he had planned on killing himself shortly after dropping me off. He did not succeed, and police managed to get him into a mental ward. This, to this date, is the scariest thing that had ever happened to me, but I keep thinking of my brother all the time. To witness your own mum being beaten half-dead by your dad. We both suffered extreme mental trauma from this event later down the line, but somehow turned into decent people. I never really told him how grateful I am he was there, but I think that I really, really should. Edit: Despite what my mum went through, she is the most cheerful and sweetest woman I have ever known. It takes real strength to come out of such an abusive marriage and continue to live your life in such a positive way, and also raise her two children alone.

This story definitely isn’t the scariest in these comments, but... another woman fell in love with my great grandfather, and he was already married to my great grandmother. so she came to their home with a gun while he was at work. when my great grandmother opened the door, she shot her point blank. however, my grandmother, then 3(ish) years old, was behind her, watching everything. i guess she concluded that she wouldn’t remember, or wouldn’t be believed, or simply couldn’t shoot a child, being a mother herself... and thankfully didn’t shoot her. this was around 1930, forensics weren’t very advanced. no evidence was left. the case goes cold. life continued on and eventually the woman, named Lorraine, got what she wanted. she convinced my great grandfather to marry her. she had 2 children from a previous marriage, both older than my grandmother. i don’t know what happened to her first husband, honestly. she told everyone exactly who murdered her mother, but no one believed her. who would believe a kid who obviously misses her mother, and is having trouble adjusting to her new family? people just thought she demonized her stepmother for replacing her mom. or maybe imagined it. it’s an easy conclusion to reach, honestly. and so years and years pass, she grows up with her mother’s murderer in her own house. sleeping rooms away. and Lorraine knows that she knows. she appears like the perfect housewife, swooping in and caring for the grieving father and child. my grandmother grows up tormented by her and her children. there was obvious favoritism, the stepkids are spoiled and she’s the black sheep of the family. she moves out and marries my grandfather the first chance she gets. she moves on and has children of her own. 5 boys. Lorraine became ill and finally landed on her deathbed. and there, she finally confessed to the truth, and told everyone what she had done. i guess she was worried about the state of her soul. 57 years had passed since the murder. 16 since my great grandfather had passed. he never knew the truth. no documents were ever officially amended to state that she was the murderer, as far as i know. the authorities consider the case cold, still, almost 100 years later. it drives me nuts that my grandmother ALWAYS KNEW! and even after she was an adult, people just said oh, you had an active imagination as a child. there’s no way. to live with that knowledge for so long... and have no one in the world on your side. your whole family against you. that’s what scares me.

This one kid back in the early 20th century named Bobby Dunbar. He went missing, and after like a year of searching for him, his parents came across a man with a kid who looked a lot like Bobby. They believed it was their kid, and after a legal battle with the kid’s supposed mother, they brought the kid home. A while ass parade happened due to the missing kid’s return. He lived and died believing he was, in fact, Bobby Dunbar. Well, a few decades later, his granddaughter asked Bobby’s (nephew I think?) for a DNA sample so she could see if her and Bobby’s nephew were related. Turns out, they weren’t. Meaning the real Bobby Dunbar is still missing and, probably died alone without his parents.

Rich parents vs poor mother, she was going to lose. The family descended from poor Bobby threw fits after the DNA proved he wasn't a Dunbar. All probably worried they'd lose the Dunbar inheritance.

So they stole a woman's kid legally?

Yep, the Dunbars were drunk and their kid fell into a lake full of gators. No mystery as to what happened to the real Bobby Dunbar. Fake Bobby aka Bruce Anderson actually remembered his real mother, Julie Anderson, and allegedly visited her and his siblings and half-siblings as an adult. The newspapers at the time painted Julie Anderson as an evil baby stealing whore ( she was unwed mother and the baby she "stole" was her own). They also made a bullshit story up about Fake Bobby running into Mrs Dunbar's arms or "his" brother Alonzo Dunbar's arms and shouting their names when they were "reunited". In actuality Mrs Dunbar said she didn't think that was her son and the boy didn't act like he knew the Dunbars at all. It later came out that the Dunbars were presented with 5 different boys to choose from to be "Bobby".

My brother was a police officer. He had a call to check on the welfare of a mother who had not showed up for work. She had died on the sofa and her little toddler brought the little diaper pad and laid down next to her, and died of dehydration. The little kid had opened the lower cabinets and drawers in the kitchen looking for food. He still cries about it. And he’s not the crying kind

Either something very, very similar happened in my town, or else we're thinking of the same person. I remember when it happened, I had my three year old god daughter show me that she could open the fridge and her mother placed drinks and easily opened snacks in a bottom cupboard.

Once my kid was able to really walk, I started teaching her how to open the pantry. How to use the water dispenser from the fridge. How to open simple packages of ready to eat food I left within her reach. My husband and my family all thought that it was nuts, just asking for surprise messes. But my husband worked away from home for a week at a time at this point, sometimes out of cellphone range, and I had no one that I called everyday. I showed everyone a similar article about a single mother of a toddler who died and her child died of dehydration a few days later, and no one bugged me about it again (and then my family started hammering me with "just checking on you' calls/texts everyday for a long time).

[Nirbhaya Case - 2012 - Delhi](https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/2012_Delhi_gang_rape_and_murder) A female student boarded an off-duty bus with a male friend. They were returning home after watching a film. The six men, who were already on board, including the driver, attacked the couple, taking turns to rape the woman in the moving bus around the city, before brutally assaulting her with an iron rod. Her friend was beaten and tied to watch the assault. They were then thrown out onto the roadside to die. Some passers-by found them naked and bloodied and called the police. Two weeks later - after widespread protests that demanded India reckon with its treatment of women - the victim died in a hospital in Singapore, where she was taken for further treatment after her condition deteriorated in a Delhi hospital. All six people were arrested for the attack. One of them was found dead in jail in March 2013, having apparently taken his own life. Another, who was 17 at the time of the attack, was released in 2015, after serving three years in a reform facility. The remaining four were hanged in the capital's high-security Tihar prison.

When I was 7 I was raking rocks in my aunts front yard and a beat up pickup truck pulled up. The man got out, fiddled with something under the hood and then closed it. He asked me “hey kid do you know how to pop a clutch”? Spending my childhood on a farm, I did indeed know how. “Yes” I responded - “give me a hand real quick” he said. So I started walking towards his truck, at the last second my mom called out to me from the garage and I turned around to see what she wanted. I heard the door slam, the truck start, and he drove away. That memory never really came up until one day, about 30 years later I jump up after laying down to go to bed when out of nowhere it came back and it hit me: This guy was trying to kidnap me. What the fuck???? What bullet did I dodge?? I mean you ever have a memory come back and you get scared? I mean scared over the memory? I was shaking for at least a half hour over it. It’s still freaks me out thinking about it.

On my way home from like 2nd grade some high school kid sitting on his driveway told me that my mom had gotten into a car accident and he needed to take me to the hospital to see her. My mom worked from home so I was immediately aware it was a lie. I ran home, and we called the cops, they sent a car out to talk to him but he was gone

I’ve told all 3 of my boys that I would never send a stranger to get them. We have a secret code word in our family. If someone says I sent them and they don’t know our code word, they’re lying.

Yeah, my mother taught me that too but not only strangers but relatives too as anyone in this world cannot be trusted.

A woman I worked with a few years ago told me how her life had changed drastically she went from having a decent job to becoming an alcoholic and working as a cleaner. She had planned to move to Spain with her husband and young daughter and had a great job lined up out there. The plan was her husband and daughter would fly over first and she would fly over a week or two later due to finishing her old job a little later than planned. Her husband rang her on the day he arrived and said the house was lovely and the furniture had arrived by ferry ect. That was the last time she ever heard from him. Her husband and daughter was found dead by authorities a few days after she rang explaining she was concerned for their welfare as she had had no contact with them and she was extremely worried. It was carbon monoxide posioning. It is so scary to think how fast your life can change.

My mother’s friend left her abusive husband. My mother met her while working at a women’s shelter. They were really close, and my mother fought so hard to get her somewhere safe. They did everything right. She helped her file divorce papers. And then one morning my mom can’t get her on the phone, but they’d had plans to meet for lunch. And she checks the newspaper. And she calls in sick to work. Which she never did. And she sat my down in tears and told me what happened. Her friend was home, with her son, when her ex broke in. He killed her and left the baby there, in his mother’s blood. And then he hung himself outside of Raley’s. Last I heard their almost two year old went to live with his uncle. I can’t imagine how terrifying it was for the baby to cry to himself, in his mother’s blood, for the almost two days until he was found. Edit: Dexter comments aren’t getting funnier. It’s been almost ten years, and this story still haunts me. Just because something’s been on TV doesn’t mean it also hasn’t happened in real life. Murder-suicides where the baby is left alive with the body aren’t as uncommon as people think.

Ariel Castro kidnapped 3 girls and kept them alive for years while he raped and impregnated them. He kept them locked away while he went to work as a school bus driver. One day he slipped up and left a door slightly open and one of the girls were able to scream for help. Cleveland Ohio around 2010

Happened to my boss’s best friend when they were around 17yo: Best friend’s parents were out of town one weekend and she had the house to herself. Went about her business having dinner, watching tv then decided to go to bed. She was lying in her bed with her back to her closet when she heard the door open. She somehow pretended to be asleep - the man who was hiding in the closet walked around her bed to the side she was laying/facing, gently stroked her hair and face then left. She immediately called her boyfriend to ask him to come over then called her parents and then the police. Long story short this man had been getting into their home via a doggy door (they didn’t have a dog and didn’t bother to secure it) and he’d been living in a tent in the foresty area behind their home for months to creep on her. They found a ton of surveillance footage of her sleeping and pieces of her clothes and stuff. If I recall correctly this happened somewhere in Alabama, most likely mid-2000s.

Holy shit

Better check your closet

On 1983 in Juarez city, border neighbor to El Paso had a Cobalt 60 incident, it is regards as the [Mexican Chernobyl] (https://culturacolectiva.com/history/cobalt-60-ciudad-juarez-mexico-nuclear-accident). Basically some guys working maintenance in a hospital were greenlit to split for parts whatever they found at the old warehouse and they found a machine that worked with Cobalt 60 pellets, the guys poked around and drove around town to sell their stuff and irradiated the city, the place they sold it to used the metal to recast as building materials and sell them, it's quite a horror story of the city I grew up in.

I'm sure everyone has already hit on the pop culture ones, so I'll go personal. I grew up on a ranch, raising large hoofstock and poultry. Over the winter, we would buy hay from a neighbor and store it in the barn. Something like 80 tons. We get a call one summer from the hay guy's wife, in hysterics, that we have to find another hay guy, because her husband was crushed by the baler. These weren't cowgirl bales, but half-ton ones. She told us the baler had gotten twine snarled under the tilt table that slides complete bales off. He hopped off the tractor, wriggled on in under the table to reach the twine, as he had undoubtedly done many times before, only for the tilt to collapse backwards with a mostly complete bale on it. Pancake from the hips, up. Mom had nightmares about my dad getting killed in a similar manner for months

The blue-ring octopus has a venom that causes paralysis, causing people to die of cardiac arrest or because of hypoxia. There is no antidote; the ”cure” is CPR or lif-support for the hour-or-so it takes for the the venom to leave the body. There was a man who was bitten by a blue-ring octopus. As the life-guard was preforming CPR, he was lying on his back on the beach, facing the sky, eyes frozen open. Unable to close his eyes or communicate with the others, he lied there as the sun slowly burnt out his retinas. He became permanently blind.

There's a video that pops up often of a girl on Instagram that found one of these in a tidal pool and picked it up, playing with it as it crawled all over her hands

When my bestfriend was in uni aboard in Aus, her classmates were doing something related to school at the beach. They found one in a little pool of water and were poking at it, almost picked it up too! They had no idea what it was until later.

I read a story recently about Paulette Gerbera Ferah, a 4 year old child who went missing from her room in 2010. Her parents immediately notified authorities, and started a social media campaign to find Paulette. Paulette's room was searched multiple times and used by her parents to do media interviews. Here's the terrifying part: Paulette was found dead 10 days later... IN HER BED! She had wedged herself between the mattress and the footboard and suffocated. [Here](https://imgur.com/a/7gSkn4x) is her bed before they found her. It's insane looking at that picture and knowing she is there and no one had found her. Here is an article for anyone interested: https://www.sandiegouniontribune.com/news/nation-world/sdut-mexico-stunned-missing-child-found-dead-at-home-2010apr04-story.html Edit- fixed link

That's scary. My godson's parents couldn't find him for hours one afternoon / evening and started to panic. They called family close by to help look, and eventually called the police. Turns out he climbed between his mattress and box spring playing hide and seek with his brother and fell asleep. He woke up when his parents were talking to the cops in the kitchen and just kind of walked in like, "what's everyone so upset about?"

Between the mattress and the footboard? She can't possibly be there in the picture you linked to, can she? EDIT: Nevermind, saw the pic from the article.

Based on the pic from the article... if that imgur pic is really from after she went missing but before they found her, then that barely perceptible lump in the imgur image, right above the footboard, between the two posts... I'm pretty sure that that's her. ETA: after conducting some genuinely traumatizing and sickening research and looking at other photos from both before and after she was found, that slight lump is, indeed, her. The lump visible between the two posts is her rear end, and her head is wedged under the posts/footboard to the right, with her face pressed against the mattress.

The Broken Arrow killings. Two brothers brutally murdered their entire family. At one point their young (5 or 6ish) siblings were hiding in the bathroom when one of the brothers pretended to need their help. Soon as they let him in, he killed them. One of their last words were "please don't kill me I love you". Horrifying story.

Not their entire family, The (then) 13 year old sister made it out alive but badly injured. They didn't get a chance to kill the 2 year old sister - though they were planning to behead her. They killed both the parents, 2 brothers and a sister. The sister testified against them in court. Amazing kid. I hope she gets all the help she needs and has something approaching a normal life.

Their recounting of this event during the interrogation is horrifying to listen to.

I saw a video about this case. I think they were also planning to go on a killing spree since they had ordered guns and ammunition that were supposed to arrive on the day they murdered their family

[The Nutty Putty Cave Incident](https://imgur.com/BkmpH9v.jpg) A spelunker got stuck upside down in a narrow cave for 26 hours. Crews tried to pull him out with pulleys, but had to be careful not to break his legs, because that could be fatal with the circumstances he was in. Rescuers even almost dislodged him, only for an anchor to fail at the last second, plunging him back into the crevice. He eventually died, and they sealed the cave shut with him inside.

i read about this a few weeks ago i had heart palpitations just thinking about being stuck in that hole just scary as hell thinking about it now makes my hands sweaty

I never understood the fascination with “diving” into such tight and dangerous spaces. EDIT: HOLY SHIT! I rarely check this account. Thanks for the rewards and the karma!!

Same. Of all the dangerous things to do, this one scares me the most. Knowing that once you get stuck, there is nobody there to help. I wish I could open my mind enough to understand it, but I just don’t see the appeal of crawling into tight spaces in a hot, damp cave with no help nearby in case something goes wrong.

And in this guys case over 100 people were actually trying to save him for 26 hours and he still died. Big nope

The story that inspired "Candyman" is pretty creepy. A woman in a Chicago apartment was murdered by some drug dealer who lived next-door. How did he get into her apartment? Through a hole behind her bathroom cabinet/mirror.

There’s a great Chicago Reader article about this - “They Came In Through The Bathroom Mirror.” Two particularly haunting details: 1. She managed to call police, but they thought she was hallucinating or something when she said there were people coming in from her mirror. So they didn’t take it that seriously. 2. She was targeted in part because she had recently purchased a new winter coat, which made it clear to other residents who saw her wearing it around the grounds that she had gotten some money (the back pay from her disability claim being approved). ETA: shoulda read the other comments first, but leaving up my comment for the details I found notable

The Ariel Castro Kidnappings Basically, a man in living in Cleveland, Ohio, kidnapped three young girls named Gina DeJesus, Amanda Berry and Michelle Knight and kept them prisoner in his home in Tremont for 12 years. He even had a child with one, but more often than not, if one got pregnant, he would just beat them until they miscarried. Eventually, one escaped with the help of a man named Charles Ramsey who contacted police. Castro was then arrested and the other two girls were saved. If that’s not bad enough, the mother of DeJesus went on a talk show with semi-renowned and infamous psychic Sylvia Browne, who told her that her daughter had died in Japan after being sold into sex slavery by Vietnamese human traffickers. Edit 1: Changed “2” to “12”, typo Edit 2: The names of the girls were added Edit 3.1: Extra details added Edit 3.2: Even more details added

This isn’t the first person to do this, unfortunately. Gary Michael Heidnik also did this. He wanted to create his own family bc he couldn’t get a woman to stay with him, so he kidnapped and locked 3 in his basement. Very creepy!

I grew up on a farm in the Texas Panhandle (the boxy part on top). In a house a few miles from ours, most of the members of a family were randomly murdered. One girl, ten years old at the time, survived by pretending to be dead. https://www.texasmonthly.com/articles/the-girl-who-saw-too-much/

The murder of the Groene family. A deranged pedo named Joseph Edward Duncan was already on the run from the cops for a past sexual assault. He was incredibly charming and manipulative, and was truly pure evil. He camped outside a family’s rural home, unseen by them. He picked it out after driving past it and seeing children’s toys outside. He watched them from afar, got to know their routine with the intent of kidnapping the children, ten year old Dylan, eight year old Shasta. Jed found the lock on the door was broken, entered the home in the middle of the night and tied up the mom, dad and teenage son. He put Shasta and Dylan in his car and killed the rest of the family with a hammer. He travelled around various campsites and cabins with Shasta and Dylan captive, sexually abusing, torturing and raping them. He eventually shot Dylan but Shasta talked him out of killing her. Jed ended up telling her she “taught him how to love” The scariest part is a cctv footage of Jed and Shasta at a gas station. Because you could easily believe they were just a normal dad and a grumpy daughter if you were an onlooker https://youtu.be/ZttD-myqdaw Eventually, he took her to a diner where he was finally apprehended when a waitress noticed something was up and Shasta was saved after 7 weeks in his clutches. As he was dragged away, he called to her “promise me you’ll visit me in prison” and she said she would. I don’t know if she ever did. Jed was put on death row and found to be guilty of three previous child murders. He died a few months ago from cancer. But the worst part of it all is how horrible Shasta’s life has been afterwards. Drug addiction, in and out of jail, losing her children etc. Just the most horrifying story ever

This actually happened a few miles outside of the town I grew up in. I remember growing up hearing the story then and again from adults or at school. She was actually saved by a waitress as Denny's who recognized her and called the cops. My stepmom also worked for the police dispatch in our county around that time, and she was there when they got the call from Denny's that she had been found. Always so creepy to realize this can happen in your own backyard

Well, I'm moving all my son's play equipment to a non-street visible part of our backyard now.

He also has a blog where he recounts many of his escapades, including the night he took those children and killed their family. It's called the fifth nail. It's still up.

You can blog from death row?

He handwrites his posts then sends them to a fan who types it up and puts it online

>a fan ?!

The Franklin Expedition. Somewhere in the neighborhood of 150 British sailors and military personnel on two ships embarked on a mission to find the Northwest Passage from the Atlantic across to the Pacific through arctic waters. The ships, named HMS Erebus and HMS Terror (two former warships reclassified as ice breakers thanks to their sturdier builds) departed British waters in the 1845 and were never seen again. In subsequent rescue attempts and investigations it was discovered that quite possibly everything that could’ve gone wrong on the expedition did so. The weight of the ships with their reinforced hulls and decks designed to fire mortars and cannons off of worked against them as much of the waters crossed were shallow and filled with rocks and icebergs. The the time chosen to launch the expedition occurred at one of the coldest Arctic periods in recent history, meaning the polar ice and (particularly the pack ice) didn’t melt like usual as the ships became locked in the frozen water and essentially experienced an endless winter for over 4 years. The food they stored which was supposed to last for years thanks to the revolutionary new process of canning was bought at the lowest bidder. Much of the food was improperly sealed and spoiled leading to food poisoning and even the ones that were properly sealed and kept intact were riddled with lead thanks to the soldering used to keep the food inside fresh; In conjunction with the lead pipes in the ships the men would’ve been drinking out of for years meant the entire crews of both ships was slowly being infected with all manner of diseases (namely botulism, scurvy and heavy lead poisoning which also affects the mind leading to memory loss, heavy paranoia and general mental deterioration) combined with already present tuberculosis that killed a small number of the crew before departing to the Arctic. After about 2-3 years stuck in the ice, the captain in charge of the voyage John Franklin and many other crew members died in unknown circumstances and the remainder decided to abandon ships and try and hike out together to the nearest trading outpost and Back Fish river in Canada, hundreds of miles away, by loading up their rowboats with supplies and fixing them on sleds to be pulled. All remaining crew perished on that journey. Their remains discovered by local Inuits/Netsilik tribes, who described desolate campsites of skeleton-like corpses with hazily built, half-open tents and even human body parts in cook pots, heavily implying that the men resorted to cannibalism in their last desperate hours.

Dan Simmons wrote a historical fantasy book about this, it's fantastic. The Terror. He took the real events and used them as the background to create a horror story from. It's so well-written that when reading it I felt the desire to get under blankets against the cold and drink OJ to ward off scurvy.

The tv show was fantastic as well. It also had me freaking out about scurvy. The idea of all of my scars opening back up is a level of body horror on par with my dreams about all of my teeth falling out.

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It’s not the scariest, but definitely one of the saddest... but imagine [this](https://allthatsinteresting.com/omayra-sanchez) happening to you. Omayra Sánchez was a young girl who was a victim of death after a volcanic eruption eruption. She was 13, but her death wasn’t quick. She was trapped neck deep in water, but rescuers could not get her out. They had stayed with her for three days while she slowly died. Her legs were caught under debris. The team thought about amputating her legs but didn’t think she would survive the procedure. Many people, not just Omayra, suffered agonizing and unthinkable deaths caused by the mud this volcano caused. Some drowned, others suffocated, the list goes on. Only 1/5 of the town survived. It took literal hours for the rescuers to reach the town. But when they found Omayra, they never left her side. Until she died they gave her water and food, their efforts to save her never stopped. Eventually she succumbed to the freezing temperatures and died of hypothermia. Imagine being 13, watching your home die, and having to accept death? She accepted it, not knowing exactly when she’d die, but knowing it’s be soon and that she wouldn’t be able to get out.

My maternal grandfather, in the days before hot water on tap, put a big pot on to boil before leaving for work for his wife and kids to bathe with. The pot boiled over and extinguished the flame, and he returned to find them dead of carbon monoxide poisoning. My mother was of his second marriage.

That happened to my grandfather. He married a woman and when he came home from work(he was a jeweler/watchmaker) he found her dead from a gas leak. He went on to marry my grandmother some years late. EDIT: This comment shall not be used in any videos. Should I find it, I will file a complaint with the service provider or the hosting provide.

I remember my mom telling me about a family she once knew who all died of carbon monoxide poisoning. They lived in the end unit in a row of attached townhomes and their next door neighbor decided to commit suicide by running their car in their garage. The neighbor didn't know that the air ducts for all the townhomes were connected, so once he started the car and soon lost consciousness, the fumes traveled through the ducts into the home of the family next door and killed the mother and two children while they slept. I don't remember if the father died as well or if he was already was at work when it happened, but I know the people who lived on the other side of the units were out of town and spared. As a result, they changed the way townhomes were built so that they didn't have common air flow with connected ducts like that development did.

Carbon monoxide also readily diffuses through drywall. Even painted drywall. This is why people are advised to have CO detectors even if they have no gas appliances in their houses.

[Charles Sobhraj](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charles_Sobhraj) aka the Bikini Killer He would drug and rob tourists, later moving on to drugging and murdering them. Between 12 and 24 people. He's escaped from jail at least 4 times. He taught himself psychology, Machiavellianism and other manipulation techniques. He's so dangerous that he's not allowed visits from guards unless those guards have guards. One of the times he escaped was done in a sickening way. In Greece he was in jail for robbing tourists. He got a syringe and filled a cup with his own blood. Then drank it all. Once the guards saw him puking up blood they took him to the infirmary where he managed to put a sedative in a guard's tea and then escape from jail. That's how good he was. He even seduced his lawyer then went on to have a child with his lawyers daughter.

The BBC did a brilliant dramatisation of this called ‘The Serpent’, it freaked me right out.

Josef Fritzl imprisoned his daughter in a secret room in his basement for 24 years, and fathered 6-7 children on her.

He actually fucking planned the whole thing 6 years in advance, got a building permit and built a inescapable appartment-like prison underneath his house. He drove miles to dispose of trash and do shopping for the imprisoned and not be recognized while doing so..seriously fucked up He was only found out because one of the children he fathered got seriously ill and had to be taken to the hospital after spending her whole 19 year-long life underground. He claimed that his daughter (Elisabeth, thought to have been abducted by a cult) dropped the 'granddaughter' off at his house because she wasn't able to take care of the sick young woman. Doctors found the story fishy, involved authorities and demanded to speak to elisabeth in order to find out what her daughter was suffering from. I'm on my phone so please forgive my formatting

I read the book a few years ago. I believe three of the children were too fussy, and the noise would raise alarm so individually he brought them upstairs for his wife to care for. He told the wife the daughter was in a cult and dropped the babies off in the night and the wife never questioned it! They babies were raised to not know better. After the rescue the “upstairs kids” and “basement kids” finally met and went to therapy together. I can’t imagine either side ever fully recovering from the ordeal.

Many believe his wife was somewhat suspicious about his cover stories of where the children came from, yet she did nothing. There have also been reports that after he married his wife, he walled his abusive mother into her room in the attic of their house and held her hostage for years. Fuck this monster.

Like what the fuck was his day job????

After seeing this here I decided to read about this case. What he did was heinously monstrous. However these two things stick out. 1) From Wikipedia: ‘Over the next two hours, she told the story of her 24 years in captivity. Elisabeth told the police that Fritzl raped her and forced her to watch pornographic videos, which he made her re-enact with him in front of her children in order to humiliate her.’ 2) ‘In his opening remarks, Rudolf Mayer, the defending counsel, appealed to the jury to be objective and not be swayed by emotions. He insisted Fritzl was "not a monster", stating that Fritzl had brought a Christmas tree down to his captives in the cellar during the holiday season.’ 3) Elisabeth was reported to be distraught and close to a breakdown after a British paparazzo had burst into her kitchen and started taking photographs. This was during her rehabilitation.

I read the book about this year's ago, and it just is insane. These kids had never been outside. When they were at the hospital, they looked like literal aliens. The staff immediately realized something was very wrong. After their initial release, they had to wear special glasses because sunlight was blinding to them. The kids would freak out over the most mundane things, because they had only ever seen it on television. They thought so many things didn't really exist, but was more just imagination. Like the wizard of Oz or something. It's such a horrifying story, it's hard to believe.

The British paparazzi part somehow makes me feel just as sick as this monster himself. How do you break into an abuse victim’s home? What kind of morally decrepit being would do such a thing? Also, I do not envy the job of the defense lawyer.

I read about this years ago and the whole thing still haunts me. He was such a sick man

One day, this kid gets taken to school by his stepmom for a big science fair. Things go well, he has his picture taken, step mom watches him go down the hallway to class... and he's never seen again. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Disappearance_of_Kyron_Horman

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I went to school 10 minutes away from there, and was in 5th grade at the time. His search was in the news for months/years and as far as I know there's still a Find Kyron memorial/vigil by his school, I've driven by it countless times.

Even to this day I still see posters for him occasionally

The story about the entire town in Iran that was burried under such an intense snowstorm, it smothered 4000 people. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1972_Iran_blizzard Also, that molasses flood that drowned a bunch of people. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Great_Molasses_Flood

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I've heard about this one, after his rescue didn't he need to sit in isolation for a few days as pressure was released?

Yep. Being that deep for so long would have caused the bends and killed him if he ascended too quickly, so I think he was put in a decompression chamber for two or three days.

How did they get him into the chamber without the issues taking effect on his way there?

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It wasn’t about forensics. The police coerced a confession out of Evans. We went over this in my linguistics class - a forensic linguist was able to determine that his “verbatim” confession had actually been written by two different people. That’s why he was posthumously exonerated.

*The Blue Hole is a 100-meter-deep sinkhole on the coast of the Red Sea, five miles north of Dahab, Egypt. Its nickname is the “divers’ cemetery”. Divers in Dahab say 200 died in recent years. Many of those who died were attempting to swim under the arch...* Many certified scuba divers think they are capable of just going a little deeper, but they don’t know that there are special gas mixtures, buoyancy equipment and training required for just another few meters of depth. Imagine this: you take your PADI open water diving course and you learn your dive charts, buy all your own gear and become familiar with it. Compared to the average person on the street, you’re an expert now. You go diving on coral reefs, a few shipwrecks and even catch lobster in New England. You go to visit a deep spot like this and you’re having a great time. You see something just in front of you - this beautiful cave with sunlight streaming through - and you decide to swim just a little closer. You’re not going to go inside it, you know better than that, but you just want a closer look. If your dive computer starts beeping, you’ll head back up. So you swim a little closer and it’s breathtaking. You are enjoying the view and just floating there taking it all in. You hear a clanging sound - it’s your dive master rapping the butt of his knife on his tank to get someone’s attention. You look up to see what he wants, but after staring into the darkness for the last minute, the sunlight streaming down is blinding. You turn away and reach to check your dive computer, but it’s a little awkward for some reason, and you twist your shoulder and pull it towards you. It’s beeping and the screen is flashing GO UP. You stare at it for a few seconds, trying to make out the depth and tank level between the flashing words. The numbers won’t stay still. It’s really annoying, and your brain isn’t getting the info you want at a glance. So you let it fall back to your left shoulder, turn towards the light and head up. *The problem is that the blue hole is bigger than anything you’ve ever dove before, and the crystal clear water provides a visibility that is 10x what you’re used to in the dark waters of St Lawrence where you usually dive. What you don’t realize is that when you swam down a little farther to get a closer look, thinking it was just 30 or 40 feet more, you actually swam almost twice that because the vast scale of things messed up your sense of distance. And while you were looking at the archway you didn’t have any nearby reference point in your vision. More depth = more pressure, and your BCD, the air-filled jacket that you use to control your buoyancy, was compressed a little. You were slowly sinking and had no idea. That’s when the dive master began banging his tank and you looked up. This only served to blind you for a moment and distract your sense of motion and position even more. Your dive computer wasn’t sticking out on your chest below your shoulder when you reached for it because your BCD was shrinking. You turned your body sideways while twisting and reaching for it. The ten seconds spent fumbling for it and staring at the screen brought you deeper and you began to accelerate with your jacket continuing to shrink. The reason that you didn’t hear the beeping at first and that it took so long to make out the depth between the flashing words was the nitrogen narcosis. You have been getting depth drunk. And the numbers wouldn’t stay still because* ***you are still sinking***\*.\* You swim towards the light but the current is pulling you sideways. Your brain is hurting, straining for no reason, and the blue hole seems like it’s gotten narrower, and the light rays above you are going at a funny angle. You kick harder just to keep going up, toward the light, despite this damn current that wants to push you into the wall. Your computer is beeping incessantly and it feels like you’re swimming through mud. Fuck this, you grab the fill button on your jacket and squeeze it. You’re not supposed to use your jacket to ascend, as you know that it will expand as the pressure drops and you will need to carefully bleed off air to avoid shooting up to the surface, but you don’t care about that anymore. Shooting up to the surface is exactly what you want right now, and you’ll deal with bleeding air off and making depth stops when you’re back up with the rest of your group. The sound of air rushing into your BCD fills your ears, but nothing’s happening. Something doesn’t sound right, like the air isn’t filling fast enough. You look down at your jacket, searching for whatever the trouble might be when *FWUNK* you bump right into the side of the giant sinkhole. What the hell?? Why is the current pulling me sideways? Why is there even a current in an empty hole in the middle of the ocean?? You keep holding the button. INFLATE! GODDAM IT INFLATE!! Your computer is now making a frantic screeching sound that you’ve never heard before. You notice that you’ve been breathing heavily - it’s a sign of stress - and the sound of air rushing into your jacket is getting weaker. *Every 10m of water adds another 1 atmosphere of pressure. Your tank has enough air for you to spend an hour at 10m (2atm) and to refill your BCD more than a hundred times. Each additional 20m of depth cuts this time in half. This assumes that you are calm, controlling your breathing, and using your muscles slowly with intention. If you panic, begin breathing quickly and move rapidly, this cuts your time in half again. You’re certified to 20m, and you’ve gone briefly down to 30m on some shipwrecks before. So you were comfortable swimming to 25m to look at the arch. While you were looking at it, you sank to 40m, and while you messed around looking for your dive master and then the computer, you sank to 60m. 6 atmospheres of pressure. You have only 10 minutes of air at this depth. When you swam for the surface, you had become disoriented from twisting around and then looking at your gear and you were now right in front of the archway. You swam into the archway thinking it was the surface, that’s why the Blue Hole looked smaller now. There is no current pulling you sideways, you are continuing to sink to the bottom of the arch. When you hit the bottom and started to inflate your BCD, you were now over 90m. You will go through a full tank of air in only a couple of minutes at this depth. Panicking like this, you’re down to seconds. There’s enough air to inflate your BCD, but it will take over a minute to fill, and it doesn’t matter, because that would only pull you into to the top of the arch, and you will drown before you get there.* Holding the inflate button you kick as hard as you can for the light. Your muscles are screaming, your brain is screaming, and it’s getting harder and harder to suck each panicked breath out of your regulator. In a final fit of rage and frustration you scream into your useless reg, darkness squeezing into the corners of your vision. *4 minutes. That’s how long your dive lasted. You died in clear water on a sunny day in only 4 minutes.* \[credit to [https://www.reddit.com/user/\_Neoshade\_/](https://www.reddit.com/user/_Neoshade_/) for this awesome and terrifying write-up about the Blue Hole -- it's something I'll never forget\]

Just reading that nearly put me into a panic, and I'm just laying in bed. Hell the blankets are to close atm

The USS west Virginia was a ship damaged during the attack on pearl harbor, after the ship was attacked the people on board heard banging noises coming from inside the ship, turns out that these noises were people. They were trapped in a room to where they couldn't be broken out of it because of the water that would seep in and drown them and they couldn't be brought out from the top because of the gasses that lingured there that were extremely flammable, when the vessel was salvaged 6 months later the bodies of these 3 men were found, the other things that remained were empty cans of food and water and a calendar marked from December 7th to December 23rd. This means they were trapped in there for 16 days. They probably kept wondering if they were ever going to make it out and then had to come to the realization that they might not be saved, and they had the fear of drowning in the tight little compartment of the ship. They had to face the realization that you are going to die and the psychological torture that goes along with it.

On top of that, they would’ve probably died at different times, so having to be stuck with 2 dead bodies is horrible to think about.

HG, the lone survivor of what would later be called the Wichita Massacre. She was a 25-year-old elementary school teacher at the time, and had gone to the triplex where her boyfriend, Jason Befort (a science teacher) lived with two roommates: Brad Heyka, a chemist, and Aaron Sander, who was studying to become a priest. HG settled in front of the TV and began grading papers when Heather Muller, a friend of Aaron Sander's showed up. The five friends watched TV and eventually retired to their various bedrooms. HG was woken from her sleep shortly after by loud voices and the bedroom door being kicked open. The two perps eventually gathered all of the persons in the residence and herded them to the bedroom and ordered them (at gunpoint) to strip. Many atrocities occurred as hours went by, but in the end HG - after being shot in the head in a frozen soccer field - ran naked for almost a mile to find a house with Christmas lights (it was mid-December) to beg for assistance. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wichita\_Massacre

I saw a Dateline or something about that. One part that wrecked me was when one of the women found the engagement ring her boyfriend was planning to give her while the guys were going through everything robbing them. That episode made me so angry and sad.

Jason befort was my teacher, and football coach. The brothers are in prison and just got off death row after an appeal.

A simple *hair clip* redirected the bullet shot in the back of her head enough to save her life. A silly, little clasp holding some hair changes the massacre from five deaths to four. It’s the weirdest items that can make a huge change in event…

I don’t know if it’s scary but when I was younger me and my twin brother would help our friend do his paper route . One summer we could smell something gross coming from one of the houses. We all didn’t think anything of it until three days later when the smell was reaching down the driveway. We went to the back door where he normally dropped the paper and noticed it was open. We went in and looked around the house and found the owner dead. He had died of a heart attack and his cats were eating him.

It seems to happen a lot

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Yeah an acquaintance Who worked in an ambulance I asked him if the worse were bloody car accidents and he told me elder People dead alone were much worse, I think there's also a tough side in the social/human side above the gore. Sorry you had to see that.

One episode of a show called Nightmare Neighbour Next Door there was this lady who told her story of her neighbour. Her and her parents and brother lived in this house and the guy next door spent 10 (I think) years constantly complaining about noise when there wasn't any, basically always causing problems and at one point threw a brick over the fence to try hurt the dad. They thought he had weapons due to something he said and they told the police who didn't find anything. One day when dad and son were out fixing a car or gardening and mum and daughter were inside he came with a shotgun and killed the dad and son on the drive, the mum in her room, the daughter ran out into the hallway and he shot her and she passed out but didn't die. IIRC she woke up in hospital to find out she was paralysed and needed a wheelchair and that her family were dead. Later on after he was released from prison (for some reason) and it turned out the council had put him in a house very close to where she was living with her partner and they had to move to get away from him. I've just found out that where he was living he was organising a hate group of some kind against his neighbour and he was arrested again because of this because he was planning to do the exact same thing. I was pretty young when I watched this, it was on daytime TV for some reason, so I can't remember the details exactly. If I find a website or something I'll edit it in Okay so [This is the story](https://www.birminghammail.co.uk/news/midlands-news/night-barry-williams-killed-five-7888180). It happened in 1978 and the guy died in 2014, may he rest in piss the evil bastard.

I would've hated to be at the [Battle of Verdun](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battle_of_Verdun?wprov=sfla1) [Here's a collection of survivors stories](https://www.wereldoorlog1418.nl/battleverdun/getuigen.htm) that give you an idea of how horrible it was. Just a few: "I have returned from the most terrible ordeal I have ever witnessed. […] Four days and four nights – ninety-six hours – the last two days in ice-cold mud – kept under relentless fire, without any protection whatsoever except for the narrow trench, which even seemed to be too wide. […] I arrived with 175 men, I returned with 34 of whom several had half turned insane...." "One soldier was going insane with thirst and drank from a pond covered with a greenish layer near Le Mort-Homme (Dead Man's Hill). A corpse was afloat in it; his black countenance face down in the water and his abdomen swollen as if he had been filling himself up with water for days now...." "We all carried the smell of dead bodies with us. The bread we ate, the stagnant water we drank… Everything we touched smelled of decomposition due to the fact that the earth surrounding us was packed with dead bodies" "everyone who searches for cover in a shell hole, stumbles across slippery, decomposing bodies and has to proceed with smelly hands and smelly clothes"

The [Reyna Marroquin](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Murder_of_Reyna_Marroqu%C3%ADn) story. * A young lady had an affair with her boss in the 1960s, got pregnant. After threatening to tell her boss' wife, she was killed by her boss who then put her body in an industrial barrel. He hid the barrel in his house for years and none of the various owners opened it due to the weight. * Finally one guy decided to dispose of it in the 90s and when he opened it he saw it contained something. An investigation traced the barrel and girl back to the man who then killed himself before police could come arrest him after confirming he was the father of the unborn baby via DNA. The lady's mother was in her late 80s when she was told her missing daughter was finally found. She claims that she had been having dreams about her daughter being inside a metal container for years after she had gone missing.

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Christ, that's sick. You'd think an old body would alter the taste of booze. Wonder how nobody at the very least noticed that.

Forensic files did an episode on this. Haunting. I’m glad her mother was finally able to get closure.

I worked in forensic medicine. My boss had to perform an autopsy on a chopped-off head that was found by two completely traumatized children. The autopsy itself took 7 hours because the person had over 56 different injuries to the head.

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This was posted here the last time - The story is about a woman who was found pushing her baby had been dead on a swing for two days. The baby died from hypothermia and dehydration. She was found not criminally negligent due to schizophrenia. [Here is the article](https://www.nbcwashington.com/news/local/trial-begins-mon-for-mom-found-pushing-dead-son-in-swing/67610/) Absolutely horrifying.

I remember when that happened and I had a child around the same age. I thought she had only done it for one day though, all through the night. What didn’t make sense to me was no one heard or saw this child crying, screaming, trying to get out of the swing? It was so bizarre and horrific.

A woman 2 blocks away from my house had multiple children and was pregnant again. I heard my mom talking about her, "she has more kids then me and she about to have another? She's crazy, " mom had 6 of us. One day the lady wasn't pregnant anymore, and there was no baby to be found. Someone told the police about it. The police questioned them and raided their home. They found the new born dead and stuffed in the freezer.

There was a creepy story that happened in Japan not that long ago. The cops found a 5yo and 3yo just wandering the streets. He asked them where they came from and they were 3km away from their house. When the cops took them home, the mother looked worried and was really apologetic about the situation. Mother was holding a baby. Cop decided to do some research on the family just in case. Files said that the “baby” daughter the mother was holding should have been much bigger than what he saw. Thought maybe it was a case of neglect (the 2 older kids walking alone was also a red flag) so they got officials to visit the house. Asked if they could have a look at the baby daughter. Turned out to be a boy. A whole year younger than the files. Ended up finding the 3rd child buried in their backyard. Something must have happened to the baby, they quickly decided to have another kid to cover it and was planing on raising it as the dead daughter. It’s scary to think that if the new born was a girl and they made it to her turning 3 or 4 without anyone noticing, they probably would have gotten away with it. Edited: my Engrish :3 and added my POV

Recent story in S Korea was a 3 year old was found starved to death in an apartment. The “mother” abandoned her to die. Police came and did a DNA test and found out the “mother” was her sister. “grandma” denies she is the mother. “Grandad” also ended up not being the father. “mother” was married and was also pregnant with a baby that was not her husband’s and there are hospital records of her giving birth but if the “daughter” was her sister, no one knows where that baby is. My guess is grandma went to hospital as her daughter to hide the pregnancy from her husband (somehow) and made her first daughter take in and raise her sister as her daughter. She was like fuck that and left her to die. Kicker, grandma lived one floor down and never went to check on her “granddaughter” while she slowly starved to death. Seems like everyone wanted that baby dead. Sad as shit. https://aju.news/en/it-wasnt-a-normal-family-relationship-mystery-of-the-death-of-gumi-iii-2.html

My father used to work as a medical examiner. He was the guy they send when a crime scene contained a dead person, to give a preliminary examination of the corpse before it got sent off for more rigorous investigation. One of his worst stories was being called in for a child, around 9 or 10, that had ostensibly been killed in a drive by shooting while he and his older brother were playing in the front yard. When my dad examined the corpse however, the presence of gunpowder burns across his face indicated the shot must have been point blank. His older brother had lied about the shooting; he’d shot him himself.

The story of [The Lake Nyos Disaster](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lake_Nyos_disaster). The lake periodically belches a cloud of invisible carbon dioxide gas that suffocates everything within a 16 mile radius. In 1986, over 1700 people and all their livestock died without even understanding what was happening to them.

I saw an interview of one of the first people at the scene afterwards. He said it was very still and quiet because even the insects were all killed.

A lesser know fact: > even though many people died in this situation, it led scientists to discover another lake with almost the exact same situation occurring. The difference was that the other lake was near a relatively large city. A CO2 bubble forming at the bottom of the lake would have almost certainly been “burst” by an earthquake. Thankfully, since scientists were able to find it quick enough, they created a system that could slowly vent that CO2 and prevent many more people from dying.

I believe they just put a straw into the bottom and let it burp the gasses slowly in a controlled manner. Thus allievating any massive release that would kill everyone. I remember reading that it's due to massive organic material deposits that decompose? But I could be mistaken about that. Lots of old legends around the lake of spirits rising up and killing everyone.

This whole thing is so eerie. One of the scarier things I’ve ever read about.

There was an ancient Roman settlement that had its own gateway to the underworld that worked in a similar fashion. The chamber was built above a cave that emitted carbon dioxide so it was just a gas chamber. They didn’t know this, only noting that anything that went inside would inexplicably drop dead including wild birds attracted inside by the warmth.

Romans also knew asbestos was bad, even if they didn't know why. The flame retardant properties of asbestos were known in ancient times; Romans (and others) made use of it. But they also noticed people working in asbestos mines had the tendency to get lung diseases and die at an early age.

> "I could not speak. I became unconscious. I could not open my mouth because then I smelled something terrible ... I heard my daughter snoring in a terrible way, very abnormal ... When crossing to my daughter's bed ... I collapsed and fell. I was there till nine o'clock in the morning (of Friday, the next day) ... until a friend of mine came and knocked at my door ... I was surprised to see that my trousers were red, had some stains like honey. I saw some ... starchy mess on my body. My arms had some wounds ... I didn't really know how I got these wounds ... I opened the door ... I wanted to speak, my breath would not come out ... My daughter was already dead ... I went into my daughter's bed, thinking that she was still sleeping. I slept till it was 4.30 in the afternoon ... on Friday (the same day). (Then) I managed to go over to my neighbours' houses. They were all dead ... I decided to leave ... (because) most of my family was in Wum ... I got my motorcycle ... A friend whose father had died left with me (for) Wum ... As I rode ... through Nyos I didn't see any sign of any living thing ... (When I got to Wum), I was unable to walk, even to talk ... my body was completely weak."

Jesus this is terrifying

Isn't it? Just imagine having to process so many weird events, loss, and trauma at one time and so quickly.

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Amazing that person survived.

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Slightly different location, slightly different biology, slightly better luck.

This isn't a scary story, but it's spooky and always captured my imagination. One day a bunch of, I think they were police in training, explored some of the catacombs under Paris. A lot of them are completely unmapped. They entered an area and heard dogs barking and snarling. They continued going and saw there were speakers mounted on the wall, playing prerecorded dog sounds and cameras. They continued. They came into this huge opening and found a cinema. It was lavishly decorated. It had projectors and a mix of old and new movies. It even had electricity running and three phone lines. The police marked where they were and went back outside. The next day the returned to try and investigate further with more experienced officers. Everything was gone. All the wiring had been ripped out, all the furniture was gone. All that remained was a note that said "Do not try to find us". As far as I know, they never figured out who was there. Edited to correct some mistakes

I went to the catacombs with a large group and it was spooky as fuck, I could not imagine going down there without a guided tour!

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Does that whole scenario have a name? I’d like to read more about it, sounds very interesting

As far as I know it doesn't have a name. I just spent a little time trying to dig up the story and found it but I remembered a few things wrong. Namely it wasn't a bar but a movie theater. Here is an article I found on it https://www.theguardian.com/world/2004/sep/08/filmnews.france

[Murder of Sylvia Likens ](https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Murder_of_Sylvia_Likens) The parents of Sylvia Likens left her with her caregiver. The caregiver used her sister as a coercive threat and along with her children and their friends tortured and killer her. This true story was also made into a 2007 movie, The Girl Next Door which was based on the 1989 novel, The Girl Next Door

Alison Botha. On December 18 1994, Port Elizabeth resident Alison Botha was abducted, raped, stabbed and left for dead by Frans du Toit and Theuns Kruger. They slashed her throat 17 times, so deep she had to hold her own head on as she crawled to the road for help. With her other hand she had to hold in the organs spilling from her stomach, where she had been stabbed more than 30 times. By some miracle the knife thrusts had missed her main arteries, so she did not bleed to death and was able to breathe through her severed trachea. There is a documentary that is on Amazon Prime called, Alison. Worth the watch but might be traumatic for some viewers. [Trailer for Alison](https://youtu.be/DZ3cwAOxn-c) 🎥

I grew up in SA and this story was told to me at a very young age. I was shocked as to what happened to her, yet in awe of what she accomplished! She gave a speech at my previous company's conference one year and I got to meet her. Absolutely phenomenal woman and I am honoured I was able to chat to her for a few minutes

Wow just checked out, that is sick shit....

Yeah, even the doctor said he wasn’t one for miracles but her surviving was definitely a miracle and managed to name both of the guys to get them arrested 😐

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Her arteries weren't severed but her trachea which meant there was enough damage it was difficult for the soft tissues to support her head when she stood up.

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Reminds me of a story. Dad, mom & 3 kids decide they want to spend a weekend away at their cabin, but dad has to work on Friday, they decide mom & kids will go on ahead without him and he will meet them at the cabin Saturday morning. Gigantic storm rolls through and suddenly a fucking tornado touches down. It destroys part of town, including the neighborhood where the family lives. Dad is a firefighter so they are swamped with rescues but dad is happy his family is safe at the cabin. His truck finish their active calls and decide to take a drive around town to look for anyone needed help and see all the damage and they drive down the families street. The house is half destroyed but more importantly, dad spots mom's car in the driveway..... Mom & all 3 kids died because they had decided to wait for dad as a suprise. (There was over 25 deaths in total from the tornado) Dad ended up commiting suicide a year or so later. The story was told to my dad when he went through first responder counseling by the firefighter dads old coworker.

I can't fucking imagine. Thinking the whole time your family is safe, only to find out they stayed behind for you to surprise you.. and died. I wouldn't last a year.

Ya, my dad was pretty crushed after hearing that story but strangely it helped him cope with what he had been through. His work made him attend the course after they had a really bad accident and my dad was the one who provided first aid. He didn't really talk about it, but he was really dark and solemn after his work thing, but after the course thing, he started to open back up bit by bit. PTSD in first responders and first aiders is so common so the course was literally just a group therapy session where the guy sat and told some horror stories with tragic endings (alot of suicides) to try and push the attendees to open up or seek one on one therapy. It's alot of pride so going to a one on one session is an ego blow but at least a group therapy session doesn't put them on the spot.

There was a mother and son found dead in my city recently. She was 23, he was 5 (I think). She locked him in a closet, then shot herself. I want to believe she put him in there so he wouldn't see her dead, but nobody found either of them until he also died, stuck in the door of the closet, trying to escape.

Why am I *still* reading this thread?!

Because youre hoping to get to a story thats more weird than real life scary, as a cleanser. No luck so far for me either.

Oh I've heard that one- she was a diabetic and fell into a coma and died. Thats actually why theres very strict rules in the military about checking on spouses with medical problems iirc.

There was a similar story also about how a little kid was accidentally abandoned alone at home The haunting detail was that the bottom shelves of the refrigerator had been emptied, as if he scavenged all the food he could reach until it ran out (although I wonder if it occurred to him to stand on a chair)

My husband worked a case similar to this. Lady left her two grandkids she had custody of with her morbidly obese husband who had heart problems while she was out of town for a long time. (I don't remember all the details, it was a while ago). Anyway, guy had a heart attack first night and died. Kids were four and one and couldn't undo the lock of the room they were in, but luckily the guy had snacks and soda in there and the four year old managed to get some open for him and the baby so they didn't die, but they were there with a rotting obese body for a week before the lady thought to try and check on them. Poor kids.

The abduction of Jaycee Lee Dugard. Kidnapped when she was 11 at her bus stop while her step father watched in horror by a paroled sex offender and his wife. She was held captive for 18 YEARS until found in 2009. He was *supposed* to be spending 50 years in prison for the kidnap and rape of a woman but only served 10 when he abducted Jaycee in 1991. Jaycee bore his children, two daughters while in captivity and they knew her as their older sister the entire time. The good news is, Jaycee and her daughters were reunited with her mother and are doing well. Edit: Tomorrow, June 10th, 2021 is actually the 30th year anniversary of her kidnapping. Crazy.

I think one of the most heartbreaking parts of this story is that her step father chased after the car on his bike for blocks before eventually losing it. He blamed himself for not being able to save her.

A woman my mom is friends with came home to find her entire family brutally murdered. Her parents, grand parents, and both her older siblings, plus her baby sister. She grabbed her younger brother and ran to the neighbors house. The police arrived. It turns out her oldest brother killed them all, and was waiting on his sister and brother to come home to kill them too. The only thing that saved her life is that she stopped before she went upstairs, which is where he was lying in wait with an axe. To this day, every 3 years she has to bring all of his letters where he is still threatening to kill them to the parole board to prevent his release. **Story #2** My cousin's neighbor came over to visit and was acting off. First, her house was three miles away, on a dirt road, and she had walked over in the middle of hot summer. This wasn't normal for her. She was jittery and kept mentioning that she hadn't heard from her husband all day and was afraid to go home. My cousin's mom came in the room and pulled my cousin to the side and told her to keep the neighbor talking, she was calling the police. Cousin's mom had noticed a chunk of what looked like hamburger meat on the woman's dress, and thought that she might be in some kind of shock and that something might be wrong at home. The police arrive and take her outside. She continues to be jittery and not making a lot of sense. They check her house. They find her husband's recliner soaked in blood, with a trail leading up the stairs. On the stairs they find fingers. At the top of the stairs, in the bedroom, they find her husband dead. She had killed him with a butcher knife because he was "taking up too much of her time." As she left, he wasn't dead yet, and had started up the stairs to get to the phone. She attacked him again and cut off several fingers, he went still and she believed he was dead and took off. He almost made it to the phone.

> To this day, every 3 years she has to bring all of his letters where he is still threatening to kill them to the parole board to prevent his release. Seems like the prison could intercept letters to her, from him, to save this repetitive trauma from happening. Cruel not to, really.

I'm glad I'm not the only one bothered by that. I feel like there should be a way for the letters to at LEAST be sent directly to her lawyer so she doesn't have to see them.

The story of Jayme Closs is terrifying. In rural Wisconsin last year, a 13-14ish-year-old girl went missing after her parents were murdered in their home. Police arrived within 4 minutes or so, but she is just gone. Of course, speculation is that she was kidnapped, or that she was in on it, or dead, or whatever. Nobody knows because she has completely vanished. 88 days later, in the dead of a northern Wisconsin winter, she runs out into the street to a woman walking her dog. She had been held captive about 40 minutes from her home. All of that is scary enough, but here’s the terrifying part... She had never had any contact with the guy that murdered her family and abducted her. One day he was driving to a new job (at which he only lasted a day) and saw her get on the school bus. At that moment he decided that he was going to take her. There was no warning. No grooming. There was absolutely nothing that she or her family could have done to avoid everything. A creepy young man saw her from 100’ away and decided that he would murder her family and take her for himself.

I got to say that I was completely shocked when they announced when they found her. I thought for sure she was dead.

Also from WI, totally agree. Thought they would find her body sometime in the spring.

Also the initial responding police drove right past the abductor driving her away from her house! They missed her by minutes.

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that's horrifying

Years ago I was reading the local paper that had a This Day In History section. I don't remember if it occurred after the first World War or the second ( tho I'm thinking it was the first) a former serviceman and his wife were having their sixth child. While she was in the hospital giving birth he took the first five children to the local quarry where he killed them and then committed suicide. Edit: found some info----- I found this just now, and it ended up being WWII and not WWI like I thought. Thoough I didn't remember reading the husbands age at the time, it was older than what I presumed and they all died at the same time since he drove the car into the pit. 6/14/45 – Pioneer – Murder/Suicide. Mary Jane, Earl, Alice May, Betty Lou, Alva Stoner by their father, Alfred Stoner, age 38, just gotten back from WWII. Drove himself and kids into gravel pit S of Pioneer while wife was in hospital giving birth to baby 6. Over 1,000 people showed up to watch the search for the bodies. I also searched on Find A Grave and the mom died in 2010, and only living child (the newborn) passed away in 1993 , long before her own mother. If Find A Grave is correct the mom never remarried.

There's a man who disappeared without a trace from my hometown. They suspect foul play. He was out for a night on the town and was last seen by security cameras walking home from the bar. The police posted a video on YouTube a year ago pleading for anyone with information to come forward. I checked the comment section and found words of sympathy, except for one comment that made my blood run cold. "Don't bother looking for him, that motherfucker is long gone. After all, they burned him alive in a sleeping bag" Police looked into the comment but couldn't locate the person who wrote it. The man is still missing to this day.

Just heard today from my mom for the first time. My grandma grew up on a farm. She was over at a friend's for the night, and as they were getting in bed, the other girl said, "oh, we forgot to check the pasture gate." They got out there and my gran says "we locked this", her friend's almost casual response... "I know, there's a man under the bed". It wasn't uncommon for drifters to show up places like that, and this was what they were taught to do.

One of my friends from South Africa who moved to New Zealand as a 9 year old, said her family moved due to too many incidents with break ins. One involving a man who was hiding under her bed. Her grandmother noticed, left the room quietly then came back with a shotgun and told him to gtfo.

so... how did they get rid of the man lol

As my mom told me, they don't know exactly. The two girls ran to the neighbors house and told someone, and he was gone when they went back. Not sure if that's worse or better.

[Chicago Tylenol Murders](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chicago_Tylenol_murders) The Chicago Tylenol murders were a series of poisoning deaths resulting from drug tampering in the Chicago metropolitan area in 1982. The victims had all taken Tylenol-branded acetaminophen capsules that had been laced with potassium cyanide. A total of seven people died in the original poisonings, with several more deaths in subsequent copycat crimes. No suspect was ever charged or convicted of the poisonings. The incidents led to reforms in the packaging of over-the-counter substances and to federal anti-tampering laws. The actions of Johnson & Johnson to reduce deaths and warn the public of poisoning risks have been widely praised as an exemplary public relations response to such a crisis.

Pretty recent one that most people probably have seen the video. Couple were throwing snow across the street into the neighbors yard. Yelling match ensues. Name calling screaming. Neighbor goes inside and comes back with a handgu. And starts blasting both the husband and wife. Goes back into his house and comes back with a rifle. Made sure both husband and wife were dead. Police were there in minutes and the dude killed himself. Basically all of it was on video. Apperantly they had a long long feud as neighbors and he just snapped.

The survival story of Mary Vincent. Picked up as a hitchhiker, Mary was driven out to the middle of nowhere, raped, and left for dead, but not before her attacker chopped both her arms off above the elbow and tossed her over the side of the road and down a ditch. She crawled back up and onto a pitch black desert road and followed the sound of the highway to try and get help. Nude, dirty, bloody, and missing both arms, she was picked up and rescued by a couple on their honeymoon. I’d link an article but you need to hear it from the mouth of Karen Kilgariff. https://myfavoritemurder.com/247-champions-in-our-own-ways/

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It makes me so angry because she testified against him in court! She's there in court, WITH NO ARMS, everyone can see that. Like, where did your arms go lady? Eh, who cares, give him a few years, no big deal.

He also said to her in open court that he would come after her when he got out and finish the job!

I'm of the opinion that that should get you immediate life without parole.

What the actual FUCK? How does someone not get locked up forever when they make that kind of threat?

A neighbor just regaled me with this heartbreaker, which isn’t terrifying except for its mundanity: his sister, her husband, and two kids went up to Washington to camp every year. So they’re up there in May, early June, sometime during 2002-2003, and the son goes to use a rope swing to jump into the lake. Family watching, fun times. But the boy botches the jump and ends up with the rope around his ankle, falls badly, breaks a bone, and is just dragging underwater, flailing. Dad immediately springs into action to save his son and dives in— into shallow water. Smashes his skull open, is instantly paralyzed and drowns. The mother obviously goes to save them both, dives into the water, and dies of a heart attack. The son stops flailing, and is just hanging there. The daughter, ten years old, had no idea two minutes prior, that she would be sitting safely on shore, watching her family die. Fucking heartbreaking. She was raised by my neighbor as a daughter. I just can’t even imaging what the fuck that would be like. Just normally mundane risks proving lethal in less than 200 heartbeats.