(3) Creepy Stories By Subscribers | Based on True Events #8 [Feat. @MrCreeps ]

[Music] this happened two years ago and it still puts me on edge thinking about it my husband myself and our then two-year-old daughter moved it in the sea to get a fresh start on life we were all exhausted after a long drive and just wanted to get out the mattresses my parents who lived in Tennessee already were helping us unload naturally all the neighbors in our apartment complex came out and said hi that's when we met Ben right away I got creepy vibes off of him our daughter who to this day is way too friendly to strangers hid behind my husband and visibly cringed we made small talk but mainly paid more attention to unloading our stuff than chatting with our new neighbors my dad later told me that at one point he came back to the truck and saw Ben staring at our daughter my dad called him out and when Ben denied it my husband eventually told him to go [ __ ] off later that night me and my husband were still going through our stuff our daughter was staying the night at my parents house it was about 10:30 p. m. when we heard a knock at the door thinking that it was the pizza that I ordered my husband opened the door and there stood Ben he asked us if he needed any help him showing up at our door so late at night even for a friendly neighbor was just creepy before we could tell him to get lost he demanded a cigarette not only was he a total weirdo but now he was just being plain rude neither of a smoked and when we told him he got a bit pissed he started yelling and screaming at my husband and began pounding on the wall this guy was unhinged thankfully our landlord lived across the way from us at the time and came out to tell him off has been sauntered away our landlord explained to us that Bend is the resident pest and suffered from mental issues but overall was harmless as long as he took his meds yeah cuz that's exactly what you want to hear on your first night in a new place after that wife kind of fell into place and we settled in without any further disruptions we had crazy schedules and would sometimes work graveyard shifts I would get home around midnight and would see Ben's standing outside the apartment buildings he would always seem to be staring at me I would just ignore him mainly because I was just too tired and wanted to get to bed he would always ask me for cigarettes and I kept telling him that I didn't smoke my husband said that he did the same thing to him we would change up our work times just to throw Ben off a little and at first it worked but Ben started to pester us during the day on our days off we'd take our kids to the park or the mountains one time been asked to come with us said that he was great with kids and that we could trust him alone with our daughter I really should have just slept my husband deck him in the face right then and there when we came back he was sitting in our parking spot said that he was making sure no one parked in it he then tried to hug our daughter and she screamed and clung on to me for dear life I took her into the house while my husband finally snapped and really gave the guy in earful telling him just to leave us the [ __ ] alone we told the landlord but they played the whole mental issues card and look I get it mental illness is never fun to deal with but he was constantly harassing and terrifying my daughter and we have a duty to protect our family it got to the point where my daughter didn't want to go outside because the bad man would be out there and stare at her we threatened to cut our lease if something wasn't done about it I began talking to my other neighbors and everyone seemed to have the same type of experience one of my neighbors told me that he and another neighbor saw Ben staring at some of the young girls wearing bathing suits and short shorts by the community pool and they chased him off they reported this to the landlord but nothing was ever done after about a month things had quieted down Ben wasn't spotted outside anymore in fact no one really saw him we figured he moved away or something good riddance we were thinking about moving in with my folks while we saved up the money for a real house one night I came home from work early my husband was out of town because of work and my parents had taken our daughter to visit some family I decided to play Saints Row 4 and relax after working an 11 hour shift I was deep into the game when someone knocked on the door it was about 10:00 p.

m. at this point if anyone was coming over that late they would have called or texted first I got up to see who it was before I got to the door and nob began to shake violently then I heard Ben's screaming what Yin open this goddamn door the heavy knocking turned into him slamming his shoulder against the door he was screaming like a deranged madman I grabbed my phone the sharpest knife that we had from the kitchen and hid in the closet cliche I know but if he managed to get in there would at least be some distance between us i call 9-1-1 and they said that my other neighbors had called in as well it was only after i heard the sirens stop and voices yelling outside that i felt safe to come out i opened my door and saw a cop pinning been facedown on the ground the landlord was screaming at the cop to let him go and he even shoved him both of them ended up being arrested I gave my report and each one of my neighbors backed up everything I said and even added in their own experiences my sweet churchly neighbor called my husband and parents to let him know what was going on and she even let me stay with her and her family for the night but after what happened I couldn't sleep at all I kept thinking that at any moment I would hear Ben's to range screaming and pounding from outside it turns out Ben was a registered sex offender rumor has it that the landlord was aware of it but willingly overlooked it as Ben's family would slip him extra money as long as he was allowed to stay there that's why nothing was ever done about his behavior makes me sick Ben really did take meds but had not been on any of them for the past few months he tried to tell the cops that our daughter was his and that we kidnapped her and the I was having an affair with him crazy right last thing I heard Ben was placed in some institution I'm not sure if it was prison or a psych ward the landlord was fired and pretty much chased out of town good riddance we were offered three months rent-free for our trouble but that was ultimately our breaking point we sold off most of our belongings and moved in with my parents I'm happy to say that we have a house now and our daughter is not afraid to go outside anymore and yes we checked all of our neighbors four red dots this story takes place in the early 1990s I was 10 or 11 at the time my family and I lived in a rural area near Kansas City in this particular area nowadays is very different from what it was in the 90s back in the day it was a very country like atmosphere the road that we lived on was a gravel road and the traffic was very sporadic typically the only people who drove down a road where people who lived on our street and there were only a few houses on our street at the time across the street from the house that we moved into and there was a large corn field with a few trees near the road and there were a few other boys my age who lived on her street and we all thought it would be fun to build a tree house or a forts of some kind I was across the street nearly every day and my friends would often walk to my house and then we would go across the street to play in the for it I think of that scene in the 1990 TV mini-series of Stephen King's it where the losers Club was building that dam in the river outside area he happened it's just like that one day I was across the street with one of the other boys we noticed that and there is a small blue car that would drive up and down the street very slowly since our Road was very narrow and gravelly it was not unusual for people to drive kind of slow and but this car in particular was driving extremely slow I noticed that the driver will look out of his window and just sort of eyeball me every time that he drove by I saw him at least two or three times that afternoon but at the time I remember thinking that he probably either just was curious about her play Allison or that he was lost and maybe contemplating about asking us for directions after a while my friend had to go home so I was there all by myself not long after my friend had left I saw that same blue car slowly coming down the street once again but this time he came to a stop the driver just sat there and stared at me for a while I got this uneasy feeling about him I knew all about stranger danger even at that age I began to feel that something bad was going to happen my dad's words echoed in my head if a stranger tries to grab you you run as fast as you can and you scream your head off I started thinking about which direction I should take off to her I knew that if I ran in the opposite direction of the guy in the car I would be running into a cornfield that was at least a mile wide in every direction if I were to run towards my house I would have to cross the street meaning that I would have to go past the creepy guy in the car to get to my home the situation terrified me and my heartbeat escalated as I tried to figure out what the hell I was going to do a lot of side in which direction would give me the best chance of getting away I noticed the man in the car reached down for something I never did see what he was going for her but something told me that if I didn't start running at that moment I would be history I even saw the man opened the car door just a crack I knew my dad was home at the time so I decided to make a break for him I knew that I was going out to cross the street and I would have to get past the man's car I began running as fast as I could alongside the road in the opposite direction of where his car was facing it I could see out of the corner of my eye that the guy closed his door when I reached the road the driver put his car in Reverse if I had been a second slower I wouldn't have made it the trunk of his car barely missed me as I darted away from the street to my driveway I began screaming as loud as I could while charging towards my house my dad ran outside to meet me in the driveway when I had turned around to show my dad the man in the car he was gone all I could see was the dust cloud coming off the gravel road as the mysterious man in his blue car sped out of there that night I had a nightmare I was running down as seemingly endless gravel Rota I was panting as sweating terrified I would look back and see that blue car getting closer and closer I woke up my parents apparently I had been yelling in my sleep I had to sleep in their room for a while but the night terrors eventually did stop this was nearly two decades ago and but I still remember it very well there is no doubt in my mind that the man in the blue car was the monsters that your parents tell you about when you're a Quetta had I not run off when I did I would probably be nothing but a statistic today I occasionally hear stories about kids who went missing in my area in the 90s and I wonder if it has anything to do with that man in the blue car I may never know for sure but I understand now why my dad always told me to run and scream I'll be instructing my own children someday to do the same my mother was 14 in 1986 when this happened she lived in China at the time with her parents and younger brother it was deep into winter when this occurred and a temperature dropped into the negatives snow was falling in thick layers on to the ground it was around 10:00 p. m.