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00:00my son george has always had the strangest friends i'm not sure why but in his earlier years he
00:17always attracted what would be considered the weird kids i've got a ton of stories about this
00:22but there's one that kind of sticks out like a thorn he was in the fourth grade and we had just
00:28moved due to my husband's reassignment so george was new to his school he had always been an outgoing
00:34and friendly kid so my husband and i weren't particularly worried about his ability to make
00:39new friends we were transitioning well as a family and everything was going well with him at school
00:46i was beyond pleased the first time i met all of george's classmates parents as they all seemed
00:50like upstanding honest people a few months after the move i got a call from george's school in the
00:57middle of the day requesting one of his parents come in to discuss an incident involving him and
01:01another students my husband was at work so i assumed the responsibility and agreed to meet with the
01:07principal after picking up my son i remember feeling a mixture of anger and confusion anger obviously i
01:15mean my son had probably been in a fight which i'd need to punish him for should i find out he was the
01:20antagonizer but confusion as well physical altercations were very uncharacteristic of george which made
01:27this more concerning to me as i was walking him to the principal's office he refused to answer any of
01:33my questions about the situation which was also very unlike him usually he was extremely talkative and
01:40what you'd call an oversharer so his silence was somewhat unsettling i figured he was either embarrassed
01:46or scared so i didn't think much of it the principal asked that george sit in the waiting room outside
01:52his office so that's where i left him after closing the door the principal directed me to a chair in
01:58front of his desk which is where i sat down he began asking me questions about george the kinds of
02:04questions you'd expect how is his behavior at home does he listen does he talk back is he respectful
02:11you know things like that i had nothing but positive things to say george was an extremely
02:17well-behaved and respectful boy and that's not the mother in me i was just telling the objective truth
02:24eventually the principal told me why i had been called in apparently george had gotten into a brief
02:30altercation with a classmate after recess a boy named sebastian i asked about the circumstances of the
02:37fight and this is what i was told they had been the last two students outside and they were walking up
02:43the stairs together seemingly out of nowhere george pulled an eraser out of his pocket and struck sebastian
02:50over the head with it causing him to fall to the ground and start screaming i was baffled it was totally
02:56unlike george to do something like that without being provoked plus i had heard about the sebastian boy
03:01before george spoke fondly of him like they were close friends i asked the principal more questions
03:09but he didn't seem to have the answers and ultimately admitted that no one had seen the incident but both
03:14boys had independently confirmed details of the story he then said that george wasn't in trouble as a
03:21little fight wasn't too uncommon he told me that he just wanted to inform me and that no further action
03:27would be taken which definitely calmed me down after that he excused me so i left george was still silent
03:35about the whole thing as i drove him home and only opened up to me right before bedtime admittedly i had
03:41grown frustrated with him for not talking to me which was probably why he quit the silent act
03:46he told me that sebastian had tricked him i asked him to elaborate and he told me that they had been
03:52playing make-believe street fighter as per sebastian's instruction george had pulled out an eraser for
03:59a ko move of some sort out of nowhere sebastian fell to the ground and pretended to be really hurt
04:06he then whispered in george's ear that he'd seriously hurt him if george didn't pretend like he'd attacked
04:10him so that's what george did and all the teachers assumed it had been a real fight rightfully so i was
04:17pretty pissed my little boy had been taken advantage of and falsely accused instead of going to the
04:24school i decided to handle things myself that night i went through the school's directory and found
04:30sebastian's mother's phone number she introduced herself as maggie i was kind of taken aback by how
04:35sweet and genuine she sounded on the phone she told me she had heard about the incident gotten the real
04:41story from sebastian and already reprimanded him i thought it was kind of odd that sebastian would have
04:46told the truth to his mother so soon but i was happy i didn't have to do any convincing she then
04:52went on to say that sebastian had always had some minor behavioral problems growing up and he'd sometimes
04:57think and act like another person entirely i actually started to feel bad the more she told me it seemed
05:03as if he wasn't fully in control of some of his actions maggie suggested that the boys schedule a
05:10sleepover to make up for the whole thing and become better friends which i thought was a great idea
05:15she offered a host and i was appreciative of that that weekend i drove over to her house with george
05:22who had returned to his bubbly talkative self maggie invited me in and the two of us got to know each
05:27other over some wine while the boys played in the basement like i said before maggie seems like a
05:33completely upstanding person and i really enjoyed her company i ended up staying for a few hours and the
05:39time flew by eventually i just had to ask about sebastian's behavior as it had been bugging me for
05:46a while her entire demeanor changed and she lowered her voice a bit she told me that he often had
05:52trouble making friends and that he's seen a few doctors all of whom think it's something he'll outgrow
05:58soon she went on to say that he's gotten much better at controlling himself and the fact that he was
06:03being more social at school was a good sign i didn't inquire much more than that i just wanted to
06:09make sure my son would be safe for the night maggie promised me george would be in good hands and that
06:14sebastian didn't have a history of getting physical or violent more so just acting strange that was
06:20enough reassurance for me this woman was clearly genuine and it actually felt kind of nice knowing
06:25that george would be helping sebastian learn how to make friends eventually it came time to leave
06:31so i went downstairs to say goodbye to george the two boys were laughing and playing battleship it
06:37looked like they were really getting along i kissed my son goodbye and drove home the next morning i went
06:44to go pick him up when i got to the house he was waiting near the door with all his stuff and a smile
06:50on his face i assumed the night went well i said good morning to maggie and packed george's stuff in the car
06:57as we were driving away though he started bawling out of nowhere i asked him what was wrong in a
07:03concerned voice and what he told me was quite literally jaw-dropping george said that everything
07:09was going well until it came time to go to sleep the boys had set up their sleeping arrangements in the
07:14basement two air mattresses side by side everything seemed normal when they went to bed but at some point
07:21in the night george woke up he wasn't sure why at first then he heard something whispering
07:31it was coming from the bathroom the door was slightly open and there was a strange flickering
07:36light inside not like a regular bathroom light as george described it it seemed more like a candle
07:42light he listened closer and realized it was sebastian talking but he wasn't just talking he was
07:50having a full conversation george thought maybe he was on the phone or something but the more he
07:56listened the weirder it got sebastian wasn't calling himself sebastian he was calling himself mr jim
08:05george felt frozen it was like sebastian thought he was someone else and he wasn't talking to anyone
08:11just the mirror then the candle went out everything was dark again george squeezed his eyes shut pretending
08:19to be asleep a long time passed and then he heard the bathroom door creak open his stomach dropped
08:26when he heard whispering again this time right above him it went on for a while george didn't understand
08:34the words it didn't even sound like english he just lay there too scared to move eventually sebastian
08:42went back to bed like nothing happened in the morning he was totally normal again george didn't
08:48dare ask him about it when george told me what happened i was horrified my gut told me this wasn't
08:55just a case of childhood imagination something was wrong i didn't know what to do but i knew i had to
09:01tell someone i called maggie first at first she laughed it off saying sebastian has always been a creative
09:09kid but as i pressed her her voice faltered eventually she admitted that his so-called behavioral
09:16problems were more serious than she let on one psychiatrist had even suggested he was showing
09:21signs of multiple personality disorder they had already moved twice before she told me in a hushed
09:28tone because sebastian had been kicked out of school i was stunned furious even why the hell hadn't she
09:34told me this before why would she put my son in danger like that then she did something unexpected
09:41she begged me not to notify the school i didn't know what to say part of me wanted to respect her
09:47wishes but another part of me knew that something was very wrong i blurted out okay and hung up the
09:53phone before she could respond i told myself i'd make my decision by the end of the week but i never
09:59got the chance that monday sebastian fallon attacked another student at recess it was serious enough that
10:08the school sent out a statement to all the parents though they kept the details vague by the end of
10:13the day i found out that he had been expelled i tried calling maggie but her phone had seemingly been
10:19disconnected the situation was incredibly unsettling just days ago we had spoken and now suddenly she was
10:27unreachable i didn't even know what i wanted to say to her just that i wanted to say something there were no other
10:34numbers or emails in the school directory just that one number that was now disconnected a few days
10:41later the curiosity got too overwhelming so i bit the bullet and drove to her house when i arrived it
10:48was completely vacated no moving trucks no sign of a rushed departure just gone it didn't make sense
10:56how could they have left so quickly i tried looking them up searching for any trace of them online
11:01i found nothing no forwarding address no mention of them anywhere it was like they had never existed
11:08at all that was a long time ago and george wasn't too badly affected by it in all honesty i think he's
11:16mostly forgotten about it i haven't though i often think about what could have happened to my son that
11:22night in that basement or what kind of things that kid sebastian has been doing since
11:36my upbringing was a little unorthodox i grew up in a southern baptist household the kind where we
11:43didn't believe in ghosts but were absolutely certain about demons let me explain if something strange
11:50happened it wasn't a spirit or wandering soul it was something darker something biblical i never fully
11:57bought into it but the message was drilled into me from a young age rejecting demons meant rejecting
12:04scripture itself my mother though was different faith was optional for her she wasn't atheist or agnostic
12:12just indifferent she'd say things like god and i have an understanding whenever i pressed her about church
12:18while i leaned into religion as a source of structure and stability she drifted further from it it was
12:25one of the many things that widened the gap between us i won't sugarcoat it my mother struggled with
12:31addiction mental health issues things she never wanted help for some days she was functional others she was
12:38downright insane i tried not to take it personally but it was hard looking back she definitely had
12:45schizophrenia or some kind of adjacent condition but before you say anything about my family being
12:50neglectful of her mental health it was a different time back then one afternoon i had a nightmare so
12:57vivid that i still remember every detail to this day in the dream i was lying in bed when my mother
13:04stormed into my room screaming in a fit of rage she grabbed me by the wrist and started shaking me violently
13:11i woke up in a pool of sweat my body still rigid with fear but before i could shake off the dream it
13:18happened again except this time i wasn't asleep the door barged open and there she was just as she had
13:26been in my nightmare same expression same unhinged anger same words it was like the dream had been some
13:33kind of prophecy i barely managed to push her off and yell for her to stop and then it was over she
13:41left as suddenly as she had entered and when i confronted her the next morning she had no memory of
13:46it she seemed confused even a little hurt that i was so shaken i told myself it was a coincidence some
13:54bizarre overlap between my subconscious and her moods but part of me wondered if it was something worse
14:02a few weeks later i heard her screaming from the backyard it was a strange sound not a panicked scream or
14:09even a distressed one the scream sounded more excited i don't even know if that makes sense but
14:16that's the best way i can describe it i rushed outside and froze at what i saw my mother was
14:23standing in the yard grinning holding a massive seven foot long snake in her bare hands
14:29that was terrifying enough on its own but there's something you don't know which made it even worse
14:35my mother had a lifelong phobia of snakes she couldn't even look at them on tv without recoiling
14:41but there she was gripping one like it was a toy she said come here in motion for me to grab the snake
14:49i took a step back shaking my head i literally said mom what the hell but the look in her eye told me she
14:55couldn't even understand the words i was saying she just smiled wider and tilted her head like she was
15:01trying to scare me i couldn't deal with it i turned and ran back inside slamming the door behind me
15:08my heart was pounding i peeked out the window and saw her still standing there holding the snake like
15:14an offering eventually she let it slither onto the ground and walked back inside as if nothing had
15:21happened later when i asked her about it she shrugged like i was making it up she told me i must have had
15:28a strange dream and refused to entertain me when i continued to ask about it that was nothing compared
15:33to what i'm about to tell you though that winter my church held an overnight lock-in i was relieved to
15:41go church was my escape a place where i could be around predictable normal people my mother dropped me
15:47off completely sober and even kissed my forehead before driving away at around 4 30 a.m just as we were
15:54settling into sleep a loud knocking echoed through the chapel we all sat up glancing at each other
16:03the knocking moved traveling around the building in an impossible way at times it sounded like it was
16:09coming from multiple directions at once it wasn't wind it wasn't an animal it was rhythmic circling the
16:17chapel like someone or something was trying to break in the pastor the only one with a key was asleep in
16:24his office and hadn't heard a thing i ran to wake him and as soon as he stepped into the chapel the
16:30knocking stopped he opened the front doors and literally stumbled back in fear standing there
16:38barefoot and sweating in the freezing air was my mother her clothes were disheveled and her hair was
16:44dripping with sweat her lips were moving but i couldn't hear what she was saying she didn't acknowledge the
16:51the pastor her eyes locked on me immediately a slow unsettling smile stretched across her face as
16:58she walked toward me i wanted to run the pastor tried to hold me back whispering stay here but i felt
17:05completely powerless like i had no choice but to go with her i climbed into the car afraid that she was
17:12going to do something but she didn't the drive home was silent she didn't speak didn't explain she didn't answer
17:20when i asked why she was there when we got home she stopped in the doorway and just stared at me
17:27she stood there silently watching me as i walked to my room i closed the door locked it and lay awake for hours
17:34listening in the morning she was in the kitchen cooking breakfast she was cheerful and clearly
17:41oblivious to what had happened the night before she jumped back when she saw me saying she was just
17:46about to pick me up from the church i felt the blood drain from my face she had no memory of knocking
17:52on the church doors no memory of driving me home it was freaky i expected someone the pastor a church
18:01elder even one of the chaperones to say something about what had happened but no one did it was like
18:06they didn't know what to make of it or worse they didn't want to that's kind of the way people treated
18:12my mom back then that was decades ago she's gone now but her memory is something that will never leave
18:19me for better or for worse i don't know if i believe in demons or the supernatural anymore but i can't
18:26explain what happened the logical explanation is that she was suffering from mental illness
18:32maybe addiction withdrawal or maybe something else entirely but the memory lapses the eerie timing the
18:40way she acted like a different person some nights it still haunts me i tell myself there's a rational
18:46answer for all of it but even now i'm not sure i believe that my eldest son started sleepwalking
19:02when he was about eight or nine i had heard of kids going through phases like that so i wasn't too
19:07concerned at first it was just one of those things a little unsettling sure but nothing i thought much
19:13about i'm a pretty light sleeper so none of my kids have ever been able to sneak around the house
19:19at night without me knowing that's actually how i first figured out about my son's habit most nights
19:25i'd wake up and find him standing in the hallway outside my bedroom rocking slightly on his heels
19:30shifting his weight from foot to foot his eyes would be open but they weren't seeing anything
19:36that was the one part that always got me for any of you who have lived with a sleepwalker you know
19:42exactly what i'm talking about his gaze would pass right through me empty and distant like he was
19:48looking past me into something i couldn't see it was always extremely strange and i never fully
19:54acclimated to finding him like that sometimes he'd mumble something under his breath words too soft and
20:00slurred to understand other times he wouldn't make a sound just standing there breathing in that slow
20:07steady way that somehow made it even worse i gently guide him to bed whispering his name telling him
20:14everything was fine he never seemed to remember any of it in the morning things escalated a few months
20:21after i made the realization that he was a sleepwalker one night i woke up to a rhythmic tapping sound
20:27it sounded like water droplets repeatedly dripping onto a window pane only it wasn't raining outside
20:38it was soft barely loud enough to wake me at first i thought it was part of a dream some far-off noise
20:46that my half-asleep brain had misinterpreted but as i lay there the sound continued steady and deliberate
20:53it wasn't sporadic like rainfall would be it occurred at regular intervals and always at the same volume
21:01i kept listening trying to figure out what it could be it wasn't the house settling and it wasn't the
21:07wind outside it was too precise once i realized the tapping wasn't going to stop i begrudgingly accepted
21:15that i'd have to deal with it i sat up and looked towards the door which is where the sound was coming from
21:21my husband was fast asleep and i didn't want to disturb him i should mention that i wasn't scared just
21:28curious otherwise i probably would have woken him up anyway i got out of bed to investigate when i
21:36stepped into the hallway i saw him my son facing the wall his forehead lightly knocking against it in slow
21:44measured taps his fingertips gently grazed the wall in rhythm with his forehead taps as if he was
21:50trying to walk through it i remember calling his name my voice barely above a whisper he didn't react
21:58just kept pressing his head forward knocking it in that eerie rhythmic way like he was testing
22:04something like he was trying to push through i stepped closer but right before i was about to
22:10intervene i hesitated something about the way he was moving genuinely sent a chill right through me
22:17i gently reached out and placed my hand on his shoulder shaking him just enough to pull him out
22:22of whatever trance he was in he blinked took a step back and then as if nothing had happened let me lead
22:30him back to bed he never mentioned it in the morning it happened a few more times but it was pretty
22:36infrequent if i'm being honest i figured it was just another strange habit of sleepwalkers maybe some
22:43kind of subconscious response to the wall being there some internal sense of space that his dreaming
22:49mind hadn't accounted for and eventually he outgrew it the sleepwalking stopped and the strange vacant
22:56staring in the hallway became a weird little memory that i mostly forgot about that is until my younger
23:03son started doing the same thing years later the sleepwalking i mean at first i brushed it off kids
23:10go through phases some behaviors repeat themselves it was just so uncanny that both of them started
23:17sleepwalking around the same age again though nothing too unusual genetics are a fascinating thing
23:24but eventually i started noticing the little details the things that gave me a growing sense of concern
23:30it wasn't just that he sleepwalked it was how he sleepwalked he stood in the hallway shifting from
23:37foot to foot his eyes open but unfocused he moved the same way as my older son had with that slow eerie
23:45rhythm like his movements weren't completely random it was unsettling it felt like i was living the memory
23:52of watching my older son do the same thing years earlier but it got worse than that one night i woke up to
23:59that tapping noise again i already knew what i'd see before i stepped into the hallway and i was right
24:07there he was forehead pressed to the exact same spot knocking against the wall like he was trying to
24:13step into something that wasn't there it was the exact same behavior my older son had exhibited all those
24:18years ago from the forehead taps all the way down to the way his fingers brushed against the wall
24:24i called his name nothing i touched his shoulder nothing he just kept knocking his small body swaying
24:32slightly lost in some deep unreachable place and that's when it hit me he had never seen his older
24:39brother sleepwalk at least not that i know of his brother hadn't done this in years there was no reason
24:46for him to exhibit the same exact behavior not just the wandering but the standing the tapping the eerie
24:53misplaced urgency of it i don't know why but that thought made me feel sick after some badgering i
25:00eventually snapped him out of his trance i guided him back to bed and tucked him in like i had done so
25:06many times before trying to tell myself that it was just one of those things and then just like his
25:12brother he outgrew it just like that no more sleepwalking no more tapping he had no recollection
25:19of it either for years i didn't think about it in all honesty i had forgotten about the whole thing
25:26but there's a reason i'm writing this now my sons are away at college now and the house is a lot quieter
25:32than what i'm used to because of that my husband and i have to find new things to occupy some of that
25:38downtime with a few weeks ago we decided to renovate the house the house is pretty old and we've lived
25:45in it long enough that we've decided to change things up new floors new paint some fresh updates
25:51to make the place feel new again it was all minor work nothing too intensive we were stripping the old
25:58wallpaper when we noticed something underneath at first i thought it was just some old backing or maybe
26:05a weird stain but as we peeled more away my breath caught it was an old antique style mirror a mirror
26:13that had been covered for some reason my first thought was why the hell would someone cover a
26:18mirror instead of removing it i felt ridiculous standing there staring at a piece of glass like it
26:24was going to do something but i couldn't help but feel like we weren't supposed to find it like it had
26:29been sealed away for a reason and that's when i realized the mirror was positioned in the exact
26:35spot on the wall that my sons had been bumping into all those years ago the memories came flooding
26:41back and i stood there in shock there was no logical reason they should have known it was there
26:48they couldn't have and yet somehow they had both of them had independently been trying to walk into
26:55something that was impossible to see through the wallpaper forget about the fact that they were
26:59unconscious i immediately got rid of that mirror but i'm still pretty freaked out by the whole thing
27:06there's got to be some kind of rational explanation for this but i can't think of one
27:10i still don't know what to make of this i really don't
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