Even Creepier Than it Sounds
I lived in a house that seemed to be haunted by “doppelgangers”. It’s even creepier than it sounds. Every event that happened never involved some mysterious figure, but a known person being in a place where they should not have been. One day, I was instant messaging my girlfriend with my webcam turned on.
I had the viewer up so I could see myself on the webcam. Behind me, there were stairs leading up to the left of the camera view and the entrance to the living room to the right.
My younger sister would typically fall asleep every night on the couch in front of the TV and make her way up to bed in the middle of the night. At one point in my webcam view, I saw my sister leave the living room and go up the stairs. What was odd was that I didn’t hear anything.
It was an older Victorian house, and the wooden floors and stairs were extremely loud. Without saying anything to my girlfriend, I got up and looked into the living room. I couldn’t believe my eyes. My sister was there, passed out on the couch. Even though I was certain about what I saw.
I sat back down and asked my girlfriend if she had seen anything on my camera. She said, “Yeah, I just saw your sister go upstairs”. Another day, my family was all getting ready to go somewhere. I was sitting in the car with my mom, and we were waiting on my sister, who was still in the house.
After a bit, she came out and got in the car. She then just looked at me, completely confused. I asked her what was wrong, and she said that just before she walked out of the house, she thought I was still inside.
She had yelled up the stairs, “We’re leaving”, and apparently “I” yelled back, “Okay, I’ll be down in a minute”! Then, when I was 22, I was in the armed forces.
I had been diagnosed with type 1 diabetes. About a month after my diagnosis, I was home on leave for the holidays. I carried around a kit—a black zip-up pouch with a glucometer, insulin pen, needles, and isopropyl pads.
Right after I left home to head back from leave, my mom texted me to ask if I was missing my diabetic kit. I looked, and I wasn’t. She sent me a picture of a diabetic kit and asked if I knew it. I had never seen that kit before in my life.
Apparently, my sister went into her bedroom and discovered it outside of her window, propped up like someone had set it there. Her bedroom was on the second floor, and nobody else we knew had diabetes. Story credit: Reddit / 1LT_0bvious