Not home alone but only one right inside of the house. Went to my mom's bathroom to wash my hands and saw a pair of feet behind the half-open door. Laughed and said "very funny Ma, I see you", then finished up and left. Bumped into my mother in the kitchen unpacking, nobody else was in the house. I'm glad whatever was behind the door didn't peek out. -u/SatanWithFur

My sister and I were home alone and we heard someone big running up the stairs. The stairs make lots of noise with slight pressure so when there’s someone big on them you can tell. I went out of my room to check but saw no one anywhere and my sister also came out of her room and she asked if that was me I said no and we both looked around to see if there was anyone but found no one in the whole house. We were confused and called our parents and just waited until they got back and that was that. -deleted user

I dreamed the front door blew open at the exact time the house alarm went off... I hopped up and sure enough, the front door was open. No intruder. -u/fatowl

One night I had forgotten to lock my apartment door and woke up in the middle of the night. My bedroom door was about 2 feet from my front door, as you walked into the apartment. First, a big dog ran by, then a person. Holy sh*t, I was so scared and I screeched “Who is it?!?!!” A man said, “It’s Doug!” As I was thinking to myself, who the f*ck is Doug, he said “oh, sh*t”. He turned around to go back out the front door saying “Sorry”. I asked “Didn’t you have a dog with you?” He said, “Oh, yeah. Hey, c’mon!”. He left, his dog ran out after him and I locked my front door. -u/scarletohairy

I managed to lock myself out of my house on my birthday during a tornado while trying to bring my cats to the basement for safety. I later found out that the tornado was approximately a couple miles or less from me at that exact time. The sky was green and it got weirdly calm and then I could hear what sounded like a train coming before I found an unlocked window to climb through. Wild times. -u/SilverGnarwhal

I was at home by myself on a call with some friends when all of a sudden my dog begins to bark like crazy, which was odd since it was the middle of the night and he was usually asleep. I go downstairs to check on him and find him barking at our hall closet, terrified I grabbed my bat that I keep in my room just in case and open the door. There was nothing out of usual at first, then I look down and notice a familiar-looking object at the bottom of the closet. It was my mom's necklace she had lost when I was 9, (I'm 15 now just to put in perspective how long it's been). I showed it to my mom at breakfast and she was just as shocked as I was. I still have no clue how it got there or how my dog knew it was in there, definitely one of the oddest occurrences of my life. -u/SomeRandomIdiot14

When I was younger I used to live in this super old, sh*tty house in the middle of the woods. There was a small clearing, with an average-sized yard and the rest was thick woods. One night I was walking up to our gate to go inside and I saw a very tall figure looking in my bedroom window. My light was on, which was weird since I hadn't been in there, or turned it on, so I could see the figure with its face and hands pressed up against my window. Whatever or whoever it was must have heard me because they looked in my direction before booking it to the back of the yard, and presumably into the woods since there was nowhere else to go and the back yard area wasn't fenced in. I never slept in that room again. -u/rhinestone_eyes-

Years ago, a few weeks after I moved into my now current apartment I'm still in, my one cat at the time woke me up in the middle of the night. Not sure why, but I then heard something, so I got up to investigate. Wandered my way down the hall into the kitchen to see that every single cupboard (11 of them) top and bottom, were open. Like wiiiiiide open. Ooookay then, this is fine. -deleted user

I very clearly saw a guy walk into my room. But when I went after him there was nobody there. I checked in the closet, under my bed, everywhere one could hide in my room. -u/HighlyOffensive10

My parents were on a road trip, just left, and I sat down at my desk. I thought "Weekend alone by myself" and a voice yelled into my right ear "NO" so loud it hurt. -u/Th4ab

This happened when I was a kid I used to sleep with my door closed, and I have no idea what time it was, but I had heard my door creak open. When I opened my eyes, I could only make out a figure of a strange tall man with a hat and a coat, he just sat on my bed and stared at my door. This went on for a few minutes before he got up and left, I don’t have many memories of my childhood but this one I can relive very well. -u/Yuk1yuk11

I wasn't alone, but I was alone if you get my drift. I took care of my mom during her final years with dementia. Every day was hard, but others seemed impossible. On really rough days I'd go into the garage to decompress, smoke pot, cry, rage, scream, and sometimes hit trash cans with a baseball bat.

Well, one particularly hard day, (my mom had smeared feces all over the house). So, I was in the garage sobbing and mumbling incoherently to myself, when I said, out loud (to my previously deceased father); "Dad, I need help, what do I do?" ...when suddenly the garage door into the house swung open on its own and I went into some kind of trance and was able to clean up the house without having a complete meltdown. I can't explain it but I'm pretty sure my dad was guiding me through the worst of it all. -u/Relniv80

Okay, I was living in this house a few years back that was notoriously weird. One night I was sleeping when I felt something touch me. Thought it was my brother because we shared a room. It was not. He was at his girlfriend's mom's place. In the room alone. Feel a hand on my back again, then a sharp pain. Unexplained scratch down my back. There was nothing on my bed and it was a memory foam mattress with a pillow top underneath with no springs. Even if there were springs I sleep on my stomach. So obviously I sit up like what the hell. And I see this mass. Like 3 foot mass run from the bedside out the door which opened more than it was, and into the living room where I never saw it again. I, having been already mentally messed over by physical abuse and general just depression, had single-handedly the worst panic attack I have ever had. -u/AngelsOfWar01

Grew up in a haunted house. One time, me and my family had come home from being out. The family stayed outside to clean up a bunch of toys and bikes we had left out in the front yard. I went into the house to pee, as I’m peeing I can hear someone, like, sloshing their hands back and forth in the big box of legos my little brother had in his room. I finish up and I’m like “aren’t you supposed to be outside helping everyone clean” and as I turn into his room, I see the box of legos in the corner with the lid on, no one there, still making the sloshing sound. Ran out of there as fast as I could. -u/FlapjacksInProtest

Actual most terrifying? I woke up to find my landlord had let himself into my apartment. After the fright we had words. I slept with a weapon under my pillow from then on and told him I didn't give a sh*t what he said or his reasons were, his widow could evict me because I'd kill the next intruder without hesitation. -u/jrf_1973

In grade 9, my best friend and I were having a sleepover at my house. My parents and younger brother were visiting family so we were home alone. After it was dark outside, we started watching a movie, we were laying on separate couches, watching the TV that was situated next to a door frame that leads to the kitchen, bedrooms, and basement. In a matter of seconds, I see a feminine figure standing in the doorway, facing me, and for some reason, I instinctively said “don’t leave me!” My friend laying on the other couch also saw the figure and said to me “don’t worry, he’ll go away in a second,” thinking it was my younger brother. The figure just faded away, kind of like mist, into the other room. We looked at each other and realized what had just happened, then quickly turned on all the lights and sat on the same couch. We’re 28 now. Still have absolutely no idea who or what that was or why I said that, but I still think about it often. -u/raviolidotca

About 15 years ago, I was trying to sleep when my ex got out of bed to get ready for work. He would sometimes do a workout before a shower but for some reason, he decided to do his workout in the bedroom. I was really tired and tried to keep sleeping. I hadn't opened my eyes yet. But his breathing was getting really heavy and raspy and I was unable to get back to sleep. His breathing was so heavy and weird I got so mad. I turn over and open my eyes to tell him to shut up only to find nobody in the room. The breathing suddenly stopped and I got a chilling feeling. Then I stepped out to find he had been upstairs in the shower -u/catsandalcohol13

It was just me and my small dog at home. I had started getting ready to go to bed and had my dog in my bedroom ready to sleep and cuddle together. When I was turning off the lights I heard something in the living room so I was frozen because my dog was already in bed. I was in the hallway and was about to turn off the light when I heard a low growl coming from the dark living room. I turned off the lights and booked it to my room. -u/Doyoulikejaaazzzz

I heard two people talking in the ceiling. We don't have an attic to speak of and the voices weren't upset or whispering. Just talking to each other. Found out later I have auditory hallucinations when sleep-deprived. Yes, it was after I had a baby lol. In case you see this, hi, Russel! -u/LetsNotandSayWeDidOk

I woke up in the middle of the night to someone standing next to my bed. I thought I knew who it was (a friend & this person shared the same physique), but remembered that they don't drive, and I have never given them my address. I talked to my parents in the morning, but they had never woken up. Besides, this person was rail thin. Definitely neither my mom nor dad. I still don't know 100% of all that happened. The night was a blur. I remember only bits and pieces. -u/BoringNameBoringLife

Probably when my dog died and he visited me in a dream two weeks later to let me know he loves me and he's at peace. I know people will say it's just a dream, but unless you experienced it I can't even explain it to you. It was just as vivid as my waking life, to the point that I remember seeing his individual whiskers and I still remember it beginning to end 5 years later. I'm adding as soon as he laid on my lap there was this INSANE feeling of euphoria and peace that just vibrated through my whole body....

I used to be a heroin addict and I've never even felt euphoria like that while on heroin (was almost a decade sober at the time it happened FYI). He was with me then and no one will ever be able to tell me otherwise. I just hope other people get to experience the same thing sometime when they lose a loved one. I'm atheist, but that dream was so crazy that it convinced me without a doubt there is some sort of afterlife and I'll see him again. -u/LokiNinja

My sister and I were home alone and we heard someone big running up the stairs. The stairs make lots of noise with slight pressure so when there’s someone big on them you can tell. I went out of my room to check but saw no one anywhere and my sister also came out of her room and she asked if that was me I said no and we both looked around to see if there was anyone but found no one in the whole house. We were confused and called our parents and just waited until they got back and that was that. -deleted user

I wasn't home alone but I was awake by myself one Saturday morning in the 80s when I was around 7 or so. I believe my mom was the only one home because my dad went to the lake to go fishing that weekend, and I'm not sure where my older brothers were, maybe they went with him, idk.

Anyways, my mom's sleeping in, and I'm in the living room by myself, watching Saturday morning cartoons and making a fort out of sheets and cushions. Something made me turn around and I saw my dad in his pajamas standing in the hallway entrance with his hands on his hips, looking at the mess I was making and shaking his head. He then turned around and walked into my room, which was just off the hallway entrance. Dude. I didn't even look, I just booked it to my parents room and woke my mom up.

I don't remember what happened after that, this was around 35 years ago. And yes, my dad was fine, nothing had happened to him. -u/smriversong

Back in high school, I'd usually be up all hours of the night playing games. I had a large dog at the time that would sleep in my room at night. It was 2 am and I was finally headed to bed but my dog wasn't with me so I ventured out to find him. I made my way across the house to the kitchen/dining room combo. I'm standing in the only door frame that leads to that side of the house. We had an island in the kitchen with a stool that the junk mail was usually kept on. So I walk up, call for my dog, and see him walk from behind the island to behind the dining room table set, knocking all the junk mail down as he did so.

I huff and flip on the light - no dog. I freak out, scramble back across the house, and end up finding him in my parent's room. I regale the story the next day to my parents and younger sister (who often claimed to see stuff in the house). My sister pipes up and goes "Oh, that's the tall black thing. Yeah, sometimes it likes to crawl around on all fours." Big nope. -u/xo_Derpasaur_ox

One night, I wasn’t feeling very well and the upstairs had a larger bathroom (downstairs was an old half bath and I wanted to leave that for her if my wife needed to use it at night) so I figured I might as well sleep in the guest room. My wife did not have a problem with this as she had work early the next day and I was constantly getting out of bed with food poisoning. At some point in the night, I awoke to the door slowly creaking open and a female voice asking if I was feeling alright. I assumed it was my wife and replied “yes honey I’m fine, see you in the morning.” But the door never closed and no footsteps went down the stairs as I would’ve heard them in this 1800s home with original wood floors and stairs. We were alone in the house that night. -u/ButCaaaaarrll