Each story in this collection originates from actual people who published their terrifying encounters online—events that continue to bother them years later.
The Story:
My husband ᴅɪᴇᴅ eight days before my daughter’s birth. My son was five at the time. When he was 18, I told a friend that my husband never met our daughter. My son looked at me and said, “No, he actually did.”
What he said next gave me the shivers. He claimed that his father used to visit them at school every day for seven years, then abruptly stopped and they never saw him again.
What really worried me were the specifics my son recalled. He described the man—the red hat, his movements—everything was identical to his father.
I asked my daughter, and she described the same man in the same terms. It still gives me chills because that man could not have been their father. He’d ᴅɪᴇᴅ already. I still have no idea who the man that visited my children was.
