Halloween is a time for scary stories with surprising twists and unsettling films that make our hearts race. However, sometimes truth is more frightening than fantasy. In this collection, we’ve compiled some truly disturbing and unnerving factual stories that will keep your mind engaged and send chills all over your body.

Story 1:
At 4 a.m., I heard a singing voice on my baby monitor. It kept saying, “Hush now, baby, I came for you.” We were alone. When I got to my baby’s room, she was sleeping. I tried to reassure myself that it was only a terrible dream.
But when I was adjusting her blanket, I spotted something beneath her arm. My blood raced cold when I discovered a message that said, “Make sure to take care of your child more!” I felt ill to my stomach and froze while holding the message.

Hours later, I fell asleep in that position. When I woke up, the note was gone. I searched everywhere; it had vanished. I still wonder if it was all a bad dream, but I know for certain it was not—everything felt so real.

Story 2:
When I was approximately 17, my buddies decided to conduct a ghost hunt in one of their homes. The girl who lived there and her sisters were frequently talking about strange ghostly things that happened. I was a skeptic with nothing better to do.
Around 4-5 hours later, I was seated on a chair next to a locked door. The doorknob twisted, and the door opened halfway, then completely, before slamming shut. I suddenly felt footsteps near the chair. I am no longer completely skeptical. copyright Jado9814/Reddit

Story 3:
When I was fourteen years old, I spent the summer with my grandparents. It was eleven p.m., and I was thirsty. I walk out to the kitchen and see who I believed was my grandfather seated at the table eating a sandwich. I say hi, take a drink of water, and return to my room.
My grandfather emerges from his room and inquires as to who I was speaking with. I turned back, but no one was there. It terrified me and still does to this day. © Lucanthethird/Reddit

When my son was younger, I was working on my computer when I heard him wake up. He let out a slight whine followed by the traditional toddler cry/moan, “mommmyyyyy.” So I sprang up to grab him. Then I recalled that my kid was not home. He was on a sleepover at my parents’ house. © Cellophane Flours / Reddit