re: Need to Kill Time: What's a story that you've heard that still gives you chills

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I know what Derick Todd Lee did to torture Pam Kinamore. I wish I didn’t.

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A few years ago were in a parking visiting before we all left the golf course loading up gear etc.
About 50-75 yards away there was 2 kids riding on a motorcycle together. The passenger turned around to look at us and he had a huge head- we thought it was a mask or a model head of some sort.
It was about 3 of us together and we all said at the same time wtf did we just see.
Obliviously it was probably a kid wearing a oversized head but the way he turned and looked at us surely had us guessing wth did we just see.

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I absolutely will never describe that. I didn’t ask to know and wish I never did.

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Well thanks for teasing the thread with it, I guess.

This is a true story that really happened. And a bit long, but worth the read.

My dad loved horror movies and I’d always watch them with him as a kid. My sister was into pageants, she & my mom were out of town for one while dad & I stayed home. I was probably 6-7 years old, just finished dinner, and sat down to start one of these horror movies, Humanoids from the Deep. My dad was a big drinker back then & had downed a few PBRs, so he was feeling pretty good.

Backtrack a couple weeks, I overheard my dad tell my mom of a woman he saw in a light blue nightgown the other night and inquired about her. My moms response was that he was drunk and seeing things. Dad was kind of on the fence about it, as he had a few, but he also knew what he saw. It was a bit of a joke for a few days, but dad became more & more convinced of what he saw.

Back to movie night, we settled down, started the movie, and dad popped a few more PBR. This movie is freaking me out! I’m about to crap myself, and half way thru the movie I think I see something out of the corner of my eye. Not sure, but have convinced myself I had. Dads getting lit & sleepy & then I remember the conversation he & my mom had about blue gown lady. I in no way want my father to fall asleep at this point.

Is that what I saw? Did I see anything at all? Screw this movie! Dad wake tf up! I try to calm myself, and then a knock at the back f’ing door! shite! WTF! Another knock. Damnit! I slowly get up to walk to the back door & on the coffee table I spot my dads pocket knife. I grab that sucker & open it! I slowly walk to the back door, wtf am I doing this for? Idk, maybe it’s my neighbor, maybe it’s my dads bestie, he sometimes like to do that to scare me. I get to the door, I unlock it, I slowly open it, & it’s storming outside, which made it creepier. What? When did this start, I ask myself. And then I heard it again, the knocking. Still coming from the back door, while I’m standing there with it open! Man oh man oh man. I slam the door! Lock it! And back to the couch with my dad.

Pops will not wake up. He mumbles something, and passes back out. This sucks! I’m scared to death, my heart is beating a million times per minute. So I began to tell myself it’s just a movie, so I calm a bit. Breath a little, & then I here it. Oh shite! Someone was whispering my name! No lie. A slow, creepy whisper, & again that damn knocking!

I put my head into the couch pillow and began praying. Don’t know much about how to pray at this age, but I do the best I can. Then suddenly, a cold burst of air, & for some reason, I raise my head from the pillow and look behind me over the couch, and what I saw I’ll never forget.

Her head was close to the ceiling, feet off of the floor, and slowly encroaching closer and closer. Blue nightgown lady! Not light blue, but transparent blue. This is the freakiest shite I’ve ever seen & I was out of my wits scared! I was frozen. & eyes fixed on this unbelievable, um, thing. At the time I didn’t pay much attention, but looking back, the storm picks up, it’s really cold, and did I mention, I was really f’ing scared. Something snaps me back, I place my face firmly back into the pillow & pray, pray, pray.

Obviously I survived the night, told my parents about it, my dad saw it again. My parents start inquiring about the house. Come to find out, a lady was murdered in the house, info that wasn’t disclosed at the time of purchase. We had a new home within 6 months. The new owner was the sister of the murdered woman, and told us she was at peace now. And at the time she was murdered she was trying to get to her son to protect him. They found her dead in the living room covering & hugging her child. He was not harmed. Apparently she interrupted a robbery.

Whew that was the worst. I’ve never been so scared. Crazy but very real. It very much still gives me chills.

So I'm at a party last Christmas and this couple comes over and asks if my grandmother was so and so, I say she was. They said that they bought my grandmother's old house and wanted to know if any weird stuff happened when she lived there. I said not to my knowledge, like what? So they tell me things get knocked down, moved, doors open and close and they and their kids have seen glimpses of a man walking around. It comes to me and the hairs stand up on the back of my neck. I ask is it an older man in his 60's, @ 5'5", thin with a moustache and glasses? Lady freaks and asks how I knew that. I tell them it's Randolph. My grandfather died young and later in life my grandmother had a very nice gentleman friend named Randolph. The story goes one night after some heavy drinking, Randolph tells my Grandmother that if she doesn't marry him, he is going to shoot himself. She says no and he walks into the back room and shoots himself in the head. I ask if a lot of the activity is in the back room, and they say there is and it's always cold. No doubt it's Randolph. I have been on the fence about going by and "talking" to him, maybe helping him move on. I was the youngest grandchild, we had a lot of interaction, and have fond memories of fishing in city park with him. Another part of me say don't get involved because he may follow you home.

I learned something new (for me) last night that is apparently not common knowledge.

While the story of Israel Keyes sewing Samantha Koenig’s corpse’s eyes open for the fake “proof of life” Polaroid is true, the photo that is going around on Google everywhere is apparently a staged reenactment with an actress from a true crime show (“Evil Minds”, “Dark Minds”, ?)that many people just mistakenly think is the real photo.



(So, just to reiterate, this is NOT the real photo.)

In actuality the real photo has never been made public, and it would have shown Samantha’s corpse with duct tape around the mouth and braided hair.

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didn't know that either. I assumed that was the real photo.

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I was on a hunt for information last night because Keyes both terrified and fascinates me.

I kinda sorta already suspected it might not be the actual photo. One thing, it doesn’t actually look like Samantha. Initially, I passed it off as “Well, it’s a 2 week old corpse,” but then I read that Keyes had definitely braided Samantha’s hair. So then I was certain the photo was wrong. Lo and behold my deep dive proved it right.

But it interestingly makes it more chilling because my imagination of what the real photo looks like is even scarier.

I also had another suspicion confirmed when I read that the FBI knew the body in the photo was a corpse but they decided to hold their tongue because they needed Samantha’s dad’s cooperation in order to transfer the $30,000 into her bank account. I’ve been thinking for a while now, “FBI guys know what corpses look like. I bet you know they knew she was dead.”

Holy shite, I’ve always assumed that was the actual photo. It’s creepy enough already, but disappointing now that I know it’s not real.

Thanks for the info though. I’m sure most people just assume it’s the real one.

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It was about 3 of us together and we all said at the same time wtf did we just see.
Obliviously it was probably a kid wearing a oversized head but the way he turned and looked at us surely had us guessing wth did we just see.

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welp, I certainly have chills now