25 People Describe the Creepiest Person They Ever Met

"Not a single person has believed this story, but I swear on my life that it is true.

 
"A buddy and I were playing a large game of chess and enjoying some brew last fall at Balmer's hostel in Interlaken, Switzerland. About half way through our game, a man dressed in what looked like exquisitely hand-made and heavy black everything (boots, pants, shirt, trench coat, hat) with greasy, wavy, shoulder-length, jet black hair and beard sat down in a chair nearby, facing the board.

 
"Once in a while he would make a sort of 'hmm... interesting, I am amused' sound under his breath after a move. We attempted introducing ourselves to him several times, but he did not look away from the board and did not say a clearly intelligible word. Before we finished the game, he stood up and quickly left.

 
"That night, we were in the hostel's bar, which was underground and had a unique vibe. Almost like it had been a dungeon prior, but now had 2-for-1 drink specials of the local brew for several hours every night.

 
"It was around midnight when we both went out into the courtyard (near where the chess board was) and sat down at a table under an awning. It was raining. 

 
"From the shadows on the far side of the courtyard, the same man walks confidently up to us and sits down. He was completely dry and had an indescribable, but not unpleasant scent about him. He begins regaling his tale in a low tone that was barely audible above the sound of rain falling on the cedar roof above us.

 
"I do have to paraphrase, as I had a nice buzz going, but remember the gist of his story. He was from a small country, not far from Switzerland, that no longer exists. He and his family had survived for 'millennia' there before being driven out. By Vampires. 

 
"He said he came from a line of infamous slayers who held back the vampire onslaught, but just barely. In the mountains of his home country, his family did battle against the vampires, intentionally provoking their ire to hold their focus, sparing the world at large.

 
"He went on to say that after the latest battle, their fortress had been over-run. He was in the field, keeping an eye on one vampire in particular that they believed to be top-ranking. After the defenses fell, the vampire he had been watching began to flee. Our new friend had been following him for two months.

 
"At this point, my buddy and I were moments away from calling his bluff. I started to say, 'Really...' in that condescending, 'you are full of shit' way that people do, when he hushed me and turned his head, obviously in attempt to hear something. We heard only the rain. He then grabbed my arm. His hand was ice cold. He looked into my very soul and said, 'Get up. Get inside. Now.' That moment is still burned into my mind as the single most horrifying of my life. Words cannot describe the intensity and sincerity behind his words and expression. Before I could even think another thought, he stood, pulled a shotgun from beneath his trench coat and ran silently around the building to the locker area, which has only one entrance.  

"I sat there frozen, mouth agape, while my friend stood and followed him. But he was already gone."

"In Miami at about 2 AM, walking back to the hotel, I spot a homeless woman holding a pair of scissors and cutting the hair of a small plastic toy doll (like a Barbie, but bigger). She was singing some kind of lullaby, completely entranced by the doll, when she started laughing and cutting the doll's head off. She had this kind of shrieking laughter mixed with crying, something out of a horror movie. 

"Then she looked up and stared me straight in the eyes, her hands still cutting the doll's head and body. I was freaked the fuck out. If it wasn't for the alcohol in me, I probably would have peed myself."

"A creepy guy who works at my local Walmart was sitting and talking to me one day (I worked there too, at the time). He felt the need to confide in me that at one point in his youth he went to the house of his crush, crawled in her open window, and hid under her bed before she came home for the night. He stayed there until she came home, changed, and had fallen asleep. He just slipped right back out the window and into the night. 

"My box spring has been on the floor ever since."

"I was hanging out with this boy for a bit, but then I realized he was crazy and not all there. (We were friends, before.)

"After a few months of hanging out with him, only slightly romantic, he started talking shit to me about the people I hung out with. So I stopped hanging out with him. I ignore him when he tries to talk to me and he stops. I did give him two more chances, because I did like him as a person, but those didn't last. He talked too much shit and never listened to me. Then I find out he went to rehab for me, because he thought he pushed me away by being an alcoholic. 

"He comes back, thinking I'll be with him, now. I explain to him nicely that I'm seeing someone. He seems to understand, but then, one night, starts sending me awful texts about how I'm a cunt and how I ruined him. I'd always only been nice and never led him on.  

"He blamed me for making him break his sobriety for the first time in two months. After that, he started calling me and texting me all the time. He'd call me 30 times a day, sometimes ten times in a row. He'd fill up my text inbox every day. He also texted my sister, as well. He'd send me creepy messages trying to show how well he knew me, because I think he thought it was endearing. Like 'Cute ass Violentlyshy mc-toast face with her cute little red shoesies.'(I like toast and wear red shoes?) And 'love you and your cute lil pointy shoes!' And then really awful messages like 'FUCK YOU I HOPE YOU DIE IN A FIRE' and threatening to kick the ass of every boy I knew. And just a lot of weird creepy messages. I asked him so many times to stop bothering me and my sister, but he'd be like, 'I'll never stop until you give me a chance.' I told him that him being insane when I was only ever civil is a HUGE indicator that I'd not be able to be with him. 

"I finally had to pretend to delete my number (found a soundclip for disconnected service and recorded it as my voicemail and would just forward it whenever he called.) Then he started harassing my little sister, telling her how perfect I was and when she started being mean to him because he wouldn't leave her alone, *he said he hoped she got raped by 40 men.*

"He also emailed me all the time, and it was just insane how he could not understand how crazy he was. He even had a girlfriend and she knew about me, and tolerated him calling and texting me all the time. He found out I was going to a bar with some friends and showed up with her. They just sat in a corner, necking the whole time. But later texted my sister, 'Violentlyshy looked beautiful tonight.' And I tried telling his girlfriend to warn her, and she said, 'Duh. I was there when he texted that.'"

"I was working retail and was approached by a very creepy customer. He just had this strange look, and wanted to be really close to me when he talked. I guess you could say I was lost in his eyes, but not in a good way. 

"Nothing happened. I helped him find what he was looking for, and he was on his way. I just remember the encounter because something felt very off about him. 

"That night on the news they did one of those announcements: 'A sexual predator has been release from prison and is in the area. Here is his photograph.' Same guy."

"I was 13, hanging out with my friends all day, every day. At some point, this guy started hanging out with us. I don't know who he was friends with first, or where he came from - one day he was just there. His name was Shane. Shane looked a lot like David Schwimmer...if David Schwimmer had more acne than bare skin... and was the product of generations of inbreeding. Shane said he was 16. Shane started hitting on me pretty heavily. It got to the point where I couldn't hang out with my friends, because he was constantly there, and constantly saying gross things to me (telling dirty jokes about himself or describing himself sexually). What's worse, my friends kept trying to get me to accept his advances, because it wasn't like anyone else was interested in me :("

 
Then he became friends with my brother, and would come over to our apartment frequently. One night, I came home to find him sitting on our couch next to my mom. She said he'd said he was a friend of mine, and she was showing him baby pictures of me, class projects, etc. 

 
So... it actually just stopped about as suddenly as it started. He just disappeared one day. That is when I found out that when he would be in our apartment with my brother, he would mostly ask my brother about me, and my brother frequently let him into my room. He went through all my papers, looking for some mention of him, apparently. He also broke into a locked book he thought was a diary. 
 

Also, he was not actually 16. He told my brother he was 19. Right before he left, he changed the number again - to 26.

"I knew a guy named Mike who ran a coffeehouse. It was a pretty hip place, kinda beatnik, live music, poetry readings, open mic nights. But something about him was just a little bit off. He stared at you too long when making eye contact, girls all hated him and were completely creeped out by him. He had long hair, a beard, and drove a van. Just kinda generally creepy.  

"His favorite jokes were of the 'Whatcha doing later, Mike?' 'Cutting up hookers and shoving them in dumpsters' vein of humor. 

"After about a year, he sold the coffeehouse to a friend, and I ended up managing it. Business picked up pretty quick after word got out that Mike wasn't around anymore. The place was really starting to turn a profit, everything was going great. Then he started hanging out every now and then, and being extra creepy. Leering at teenage girls, and just kinda being generally inappropriate. I asked him not to come back, and it got kinda ugly.  

"Fast forward about four years, and I'm sitting on my couch, watching TV. The local news comes on, and his face pops up on screen. He had been arrested for raping and torturing three separate women. He was found behind a shopping center with a woman shackled in the back of his van, and he had been driving around all night tazering and raping her. He's currently serving three consecutive life sentences."