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3 TRUE Apartment Horror Stories That’ll Haunt You Forever! 😱💀#HorrorStories #TrueScaryStories #ApartmentHorror #HauntedApartment #GhostStories #CreepyTales #ParanormalStories #RealHorror #ScaryVideos #HauntedPlaces Get ready for spine-chilling terror! 😱 This video brings you 3 TRUE Apartment Horror Stories that will haunt you forever. From haunted apartments to unexplainable ghost encounters, these stories are based on real experiences that will send shivers down your spine.  👻 If you love true scary stories, paranormal encounters, and haunted house tales, this is the perfect video for you.  👉 Turn off the lights, grab your headphones, and experience the fear like never before!  ⚠️ Warning: These stories are not for the faint-hearted.  ✅ Don’t forget to LIKE, SHARE, and SUBSCRIBE for more true horror stories every week.

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00:14I was 19 when this happened.

00:18It was my first year living alone.

00:21I rented a nice apartment in an old building close to my college.

00:26It wasn't fancy, but it was cheap and close enough to walk to class.

00:32The building was quiet and most people kept to themselves.

00:37My unit faced the back alley and another building stood directly across, maybe 10 meters away.

00:44I didn't think much about that other building.

00:48The window opposite mine always looked dark, and sometimes I glanced at it while doing dishes

00:53or sitting at my desk, but never saw any light or movement.

00:59About a month after I moved in, I stayed up late finishing an essay.

01:04I sat on my bed near the window.

01:07It was past midnight when I looked up and noticed the window across.

01:11I saw something that looked like a person standing close to the glass.

01:16At first I thought it was just my reflection, so I got up and walked closer.

01:22It didn't look clear, but it matched my shape.

01:26I lifted my hand a bit, and the shape lifted a hand too.

01:30I stepped to the side, and it did the same.

01:34I thought maybe the glass or the alley caused a double reflection, so I pulled the blinds

01:39halfway down and went back to my laptop.

01:42A few nights later I was watching something on my phone.

01:46I turned my head to the window and saw it again.

01:49I got off my bed and stood by the glass.

01:52I raised both hands, and the shape did too.

01:55I pressed my forehead to the window, and it stayed the same distance on the other side.

02:01I didn't want to overthink it.

02:04I closed the blinds fully and turned my back.

02:08I told myself the glass must be old, or maybe someone used that apartment for storage.

02:13A week passed and I kept the blinds shut, but sometimes I forgot.

02:20Then one night after coming back from the library, I sat by the window to cool off.

02:25I had my laptop open on my knees and looked up out of habit.

02:30The other window was dark, but I saw the shape again.

02:34This time it was closer to the glass than before.

02:38I stayed still and watched.

02:41It didn't move until I did.

02:43I turned my lamp on and off to see if the reflection changed.

02:48I got annoyed and decided to film it with my phone.

02:52When I looked through the camera, the shape didn't show up.

02:56It was just a dark window.

02:58I switched back to my eyes, and it was there again.

03:03The next morning I asked my building manager if anyone moved in across from me.

03:07He said no one lived there.

03:10He told me the owner was doing repairs, but no tenant was allowed yet.

03:15He offered to ask the maintenance guy to check, but I felt embarrassed and said I'd drop it.

03:22That night I didn't open the blinds at all.

03:25I tried to read a textbook in bed, but I kept thinking about the face.

03:30I got up three times to make sure the blind stayed down.

03:35Around two in the morning, I heard a tapping sound.

03:39It came from my window and I froze.

03:41Then, after a while I lifted the corner of the blind just enough to peek.

03:47The shape was there, right against the glass on the other side.

03:52I dropped the blind and backed away.

03:55I grabbed my keys and went to my neighbor's door and lied and said I locked myself out.

04:01She let me sleep on her couch without asking much.

04:05In the morning I went back and checked the alley from the back exit but saw nothing weird.

04:11I thought about asking someone to check inside that empty unit, but I kept quiet.

04:17I didn't want people to think I was losing my mind.

04:21I slept with the blinds shut every night after that, but I still felt it watching me through

04:27the thin fabric.

04:28Then, one day, I finally asked the manager to show me the inside and was completely empty.

04:34Now, seeing that should have helped, but it didn't.

04:38Two nights after checking the empty unit, I sat on my bed with the lights on.

04:43I tried to focus on my laptop, but kept glancing at the window.

04:48I kept the blinds closed tight, but I thought I heard a faint tap against the glass.

04:56My hands were shaking, but I got up and went closer.

04:59I didn't lift the blinds.

05:01I stayed there and listened.

05:04I stood frozen for maybe a minute, then forced myself to move away.

05:09By then I knew I couldn't stay.

05:12My mom told me to pack my things and come home for a few weeks.

05:16I agreed.

05:17I didn't want to sleep there another night.

05:20I packed everything in two bags.

05:24Before leaving, I forced myself to look at the window one last time.

05:29I lifted the blinds in daylight.

05:32The glass was clean.

05:35The building across looked empty like always.

05:39I left the key with the manager that afternoon.

05:42I didn't tell him why.

05:45I just said I needed to move closer to campus.

05:49We didn't ask questions.

05:52Back at my parents' house I slept better, but sometimes I woke up thinking I heard tapping.

05:58I'd remind myself I was safe, but a part of me still wondered if someone or something had

06:04been waiting behind that glass.

06:07I never rented a place with a window facing another building again.

06:12Even now I keep the blinds shut at night, so I don't have to see my own face where it

06:17shouldn't be.

06:28I was 25 when I moved into a one bedroom apartment near my university.

06:34I worked part time at a nearby store downtown, and spent the rest of my days finishing my

06:39final year research project.

06:43The building was old, but the rent was cheap, and I liked that no one bothered me.

06:49It felt like the first step into real adulthood after years of shared flats and roommates who

06:55never cleaned.

06:57For the first month everything was fine, but then I started waking up more tired than when

07:03I went to bed.

07:05At first I thought it was stress, so I went to bed earlier, but still woke up feeling heavy.

07:12Then one morning I woke up on the floor near my front door, wrapped in my blanket like I

07:17had dragged it across the apartment.

07:19And another time I found my pillow under the kitchen table.

07:24I told my manager I thought I was sleepwalking because I was so exhausted.

07:28He suggested I take a few days off, but I couldn't afford that.

07:33Then one night I checked my phone before sleeping, and saw a long audio file saved in my recorder

07:39app.

07:41I never used that app so I didn't know how it got there.

07:45I pressed play while lying in bed.

07:48It was mostly my own breathing.

07:51Then I heard myself whisper something I didn't remember saying.

07:55I said,

07:56Hey buddy, open the front door, open the front door.

08:03At work I told a friend, and he joked that I should charge rent for the ghost living behind

08:07my walls.

08:09At night I turned off my phone before bed so it wouldn't record, and I forced myself to

08:14stay awake, but my eyes closed without warning, and I woke up on the living room floor again.

08:21I started to feel like I was living someone else's room.

08:26My days were normal, but every morning I woke up not knowing where I would find myself next.

08:32I searched online about sleepwalking, but nothing matched what was happening to me.

08:37Most people just walked around or moved things.

08:40But I was recording my own voice saying things I could never explain.

08:44I bought a camera and set it up on a chair facing my bed.

08:50I wanted proof that I was just mumbling in my sleep and moving around half asleep.

08:56That night I went to bed earlier than usual.

08:58I kept the lamp on, locked my bedroom door, and pushed a chair against it so it would make

09:06noise if I opened it.

09:09In the morning the camera was off, and I was lying near the living room window, wrapped

09:15in my blanket again.

09:17The chair that blocked the door was standing neatly beside my desk like someone moved it

09:21carefully.

09:23My phone showed another audio file.

09:26I sat on the floor, listening again, trying to hear another voice, but there was nothing.

09:32I called my landlord and asked if anyone had spare keys to my unit.

09:36He sounded annoyed and said he didn't give out spares, except for emergencies.

09:42A friend offered to stay over one night to see if anything strange happened.

09:47We stayed up watching a movie, but I could hardly keep my eyes open.

09:52I fell asleep on the couch while she was still awake.

09:56When she woke me up in the morning, she looked worried.

10:00She said I sat up twice during the night and spoke in a low whisper, but she couldn't understand

10:05the words.

10:07She tried shaking me, but I didn't respond.

10:12She left before lunch and told me I should see someone about it.

10:15I didn't want to tell my parents, because I knew they would worry.

10:20I tried sleeping during the day instead, but even then I'd wake up somewhere else in the

10:26apartment.

10:28A week later, I found a note under my pillow.

10:31I don't remember writing it.

10:34It just said, he doesn't like locked doors.

10:39My hands were shaking so badly I dropped it in the trash and sat in my shower with the

10:44lights on for an hour.

10:46I wanted to believe it was all in my head, but part of me knew I needed to leave soon,

10:52or I wouldn't be able to sleep at all.

10:54I couldn't keep pretending it would stop on its own.

10:59Every morning I woke up somewhere new, sometimes curled in a corner of the kitchen, once with

11:05my blanket pushed halfway inside my closet like I had tried to hide.

11:09My phone would have a new recording almost every night.

11:13I never heard another voice, but the way I spoke didn't sound like me at all.

11:19I stopped inviting anyone over and didn't tell my parents, because I didn't want them

11:23to think I was sick in the head.

11:25At work, people started noticing how thin and pale I looked.

11:30My manager asked if I was using something to stay awake, but I couldn't explain it to

11:34him.

11:35I started staying at the store late just to avoid going home too early.

11:41I slept on the staff couch once, and it was the best sleep I'd had in weeks.

11:46Then one night I made up my mind.

11:49I locked my bedroom door again, and this time I nailed it shut from the inside.

11:54I put my phone in a drawer and left my camera hidden inside a box on top of my wardrobe, where

12:00I thought I wouldn't touch it while sleepwalking.

12:03I sat on my bed with all the lights on and waited.

12:06I must have dozed off, because when I opened my eyes, I was lying on the hallway floor facing

12:13the front door.

12:15The bedroom door was wide open, the nails scattered across the carpet.

12:20The camera was smashed on the floor near my feet.

12:24When morning came, I didn't pack properly.

12:28I stuffed some clothes in a bag and left.

12:31I stayed with a friend until I found a new place.

12:35I left some furniture behind, but I didn't care.

12:40I didn't tell the landlord why I broke the door and left everything the way it was.

12:44I didn't care if he kept my deposit.

12:47Since I moved, I sleep fine, but I changed my phone and never saved anything from that

12:53old phone.

12:56Sometimes when I can't fall asleep, I remember how I sounded in those files.

13:01I still lock my door every night, and don't think I'll ever sleep with it open again.

13:17I was around 30 when this happened.

13:20I rented a small flat on the edge of the city and worked for a logistics company during the

13:25week.

13:27I was taking night classes too, so my days were busy and didn't have much of a social

13:32life then.

13:34So when a co-worker said she knew someone I might like, I agreed to meet him.

13:39His name was Daniel.

13:42He was polite and didn't push for anything too fast.

13:46We had coffee first, then dinner a few times.

13:50After about a month, he asked if I wanted to come to his place for a drink after dinner.

13:56It was a Thursday, so I said yes because I trusted him by then, and I didn't have anything

14:01early the next morning.

14:04His building was very modern, all glass and metal with a security code at the front.

14:10Inside was nice, with a clean lobby and an elevator.

14:14His unit was near the top floor.

14:16He unlocked it with a code and motioned me in first.

14:20Now the place was almost empty.

14:23A grey sofa, a glass table and a lamp in the corner.

14:28He laughed when he saw me looking around and said he hadn't finished unpacking yet.

14:34He asked if I wanted red or white wine and went to get it.

14:38I left my bag by the door and sat on the edge of the sofa.

14:42He poured two glasses and handed me one.

14:45He sat next to me, but left some space.

14:48Then at some point, he got up to grab more wine.

14:53While he was in the kitchen, I looked around again.

14:56The hallway was dim, but I could see the bedroom door clearly.

15:01It had a latch at the top, the type that locks from the outside, and it looked new.

15:08I felt a cold wave through my chest for a second.

15:11I stared at the latch, trying to think of a reason for it.

15:15He called my name from the kitchen, asking if I wanted anything to eat.

15:20I turned back and said no.

15:23He returned with the wine bottle and poured more into my glass, though I hadn't touched

15:27the first one much.

15:30He sat closer than before and talked about where he grew up and asked if I liked hiking.

15:36I answered with short replies, but kept glancing at my bag by the door.

15:42I didn't want to stare, but it wasn't where I left it.

15:46I thought maybe I moved it myself, but I knew I hadn't.

15:51He noticed me looking around and asked if I lost something.

15:55I said I just needed my phone to check the time.

15:59He smiled, stood up, and said,

16:01I'll get it for you.

16:03Don't worry about it.

16:05I waited, feeling my throat dry.

16:09He was gone longer than he should have been if he was just grabbing

16:12my phone.

16:14When he came back, he held my bag but not my phone.

16:19He set the bag next to me again and sat down without explaining.

16:23Then he poured himself more wine and said I should stay a bit longer so I didn't get

16:27caught in traffic.

16:29I told him again I needed to get up early.

16:32He didn't argue, but he didn't stand up either.

16:36I asked directly, can I have my phone?

16:40He smiled like it was funny.

16:43He said maybe it fell under the sofa.

16:46He leaned down to look, then said maybe I dropped it in the bathroom earlier.

16:51I didn't want him to search for it, so I said I'd check myself and walked straight to the

16:57bathroom and looked under the sink, behind the toilet, even inside my bag again.

17:02I pressed my hands on the sink edge, thinking fast.

17:08I still had my keys.

17:10My phone was gone, but I could get out and find help.

17:14I opened the door and saw him standing at the end of the hall, smiling.

17:19He asked if I found it.

17:21I lied and said yes.

17:24I held my bag tight and walked past him back to the living room.

17:28I told him I really had to go and started putting on my shoes without waiting for his

17:32answer.

17:34I stepped into the hallway and didn't wait for him to say goodbye.

17:39Inside the lift, I kept my bag tight against my side.

17:43My phone wasn't there, but I had my keys and my bank card, so I focused on leaving the

17:48building fast.

17:50I didn't stop at the lobby.

17:52I walked straight out and didn't look back at the windows.

17:57I kept walking until I found a main road with lights and a few late buses passing.

18:03I went into a small shop and asked to use their phone behind the counter.

18:08I called my roommate.

18:10She ordered me a cab to that spot and stayed on the shop's line until the driver arrived.

18:15At home, I locked the door and double-checked every window before sitting down.

18:21I didn't sleep much and kept replaying small moments that made sense only afterward.

18:26The next morning, I told my roommate everything.

18:30She asked if I wanted to tell the police, but I couldn't think what I'd say.

18:35He hadn't hurt me or threatened me.

18:38She helped me change all my passwords that day.

18:42I got a new phone later and didn't save his number.

18:45A few times after, a blank profile tried to follow me online.

18:50I ignored it and kept my accounts private.

18:55I didn't tell anyone else what happened.

18:58Some people like to give advice, but I didn't want any.

19:02Since then, I never leave my bag far from me when I'm in someone else's place.

19:07If I visit anyone, I decide when to leave.

19:10If something feels off, I listen to that feeling first.

19:15I don't think about him anymore and don't wonder why he did what he did.

19:19I care more about the fact that I left when I felt wrong.

19:32This happened when I was sixteen, living in a small village in the UK, where nothing much

19:36ever happened.

19:38One morning, I got up later than usual and missed the train I always took to college.

19:43My parents had already left for work, and the door locked behind me when I stepped out,

19:48so I couldn't get back inside.

19:50I checked my phone for the next train time and saw I had almost two hours to wait.

19:56Standing around the small station didn't feel right that early, and there wasn't anywhere

20:00else to sit.

20:02And I didn't feel like going to a neighbor's place either, so I decided to walk around and

20:07waste some time until the next train came.

20:10Now behind our street, there was a forest that kids used for shortcuts.

20:15So I went there to pass the time.

20:17I crossed the garden, climbed the short fence, and found the path I knew since I was little.

20:24I kept walking until I couldn't hear the road anymore.

20:28I left the path and pushed through bushes and wet grass to a spot under a big tree, where

20:33the ground stayed dry.

20:35I sat down under the tree and took out my phone to scroll through old photos.

20:41After a while, I heard a sound I didn't expect, like metal digging into dirt.

20:47I turned my head, and through the thin branches I saw a man kneeling by a small hole.

20:53He wore a dark coat and heavy work boots.

20:57Next to him was a shovel, a pile of papers and photos, and a metal can.

21:04He dug some more then poured liquid over the papers and lit them.

21:08And he fed more paper in and watched every piece burn.

21:12I knew I should leave, but I stayed and didn't move until my foot slipped on some sticks.

21:17He turned his head and saw me straight away.

21:21He didn't shout or say a word.

21:24He just dropped the shovel and moved fast through the bushes toward me.

21:28I got up and ran through branches and wet leaves.

21:32I didn't look back and kept running until I reached the edge of the forest, where I could

21:36see the houses again.

21:39I got home and stayed in my room.

21:41I didn't tell my parents because they would just say to stay out of the woods and stop

21:45wasting time.

21:47I tried to focus on my college work, but I kept thinking about the man and what he burned.

21:54I hardly slept that night.

21:57And the next day after lunch I decided to go back.

22:01I also took a small garden trowel from the shed, crossed the fence, and moved through the

22:06trees to the same place.

22:09The ground looked normal, but I knew exactly where he dug.

22:14I knelt down and used the trowel to scrape the top layer.

22:18The soil was soft on top, but hard underneath like it had been packed down on purpose, but

22:23I didn't find any bits of paper or ashes.

22:27Then suddenly a branch cracked behind me, and I turned quickly, but there was no one.

22:33I covered the spot again, wiped my hands on my jeans, and stepped back onto the main path.

22:39I walked straight home and put the trowel back in the shed.

22:43I decided I wouldn't go there alone again.

22:47After that day I tried to push it out of my mind, but every time I walked past the back

22:51fence or saw the trees from my window it came back.

22:55I kept thinking about the man's face when he saw me, and how fast he came at me.

23:01A few days later I heard from a neighbor that some people saw smoke near the forest, but nobody

23:07checked because they thought someone was burning garden waste.

23:11I didn't say anything.

23:14Weeks passed and I avoided that side of the woods.

23:17I stuck to the main path when I had to walk near it.

23:22Sometimes I felt like someone was watching, but when I looked around it was always empty.

23:28I thought about telling someone, but I knew how it would sound.

23:32A teenage girl saying she saw a man burn photos in the woods, and then cover it up.

23:38People would laugh or tell me to stop making stories.

23:42I left it alone but part of me still wants answers.

23:46Now years later I sometimes pass that forest when I visit home, and I still wonder what

23:51I really saw, and what was hidden under that soil.

23:55I never saw that man again, and maybe that's for the best.

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