Real Stories That Get Creepier the More You Read

My husband died 8 days before my daughter was born. My son was 5 at the time. When he was 18, I was telling a friend how my husband never got to meet our daughter. My son turned to me and said, “No, he actually did.”

What he said next gave me chills. He said that his dad used to visit them at school every day for seven years, then suddenly stopped, and they never saw him again.

What really scared me were the details my son remembered. He described the man—the red hat, his movements—everything was exactly like his dad.

I asked my daughter, and she also described the same man, with the same details. It still gives me shivers because that man couldn’t have been their dad. He had already died. To this day, I still don’t know who that man visiting my kids really was.