We embark on journeys to forge unforgettable memories and enjoy joyful moments with our loved ones.
Although many vacations are filled with delightful experiences, some are memorable for more unusual reasons.
These travelers returned not with souvenirs, but with lingering, unacknowledged stories that still irritate them, even after many years.
Story 1:
My family and I took a trip to Italy and were staying in this charming but slightly creepy historic hotel. We took tons of photos the whole time, mostly on my son’s camera. When we returned home and looked through them, we froze.
There was one photo we definitely didn’t take.
It was a blurry snap taken in the middle of the night. The photo showed a room that looked exactly like the one we stayed in, but the angle was strange, like it was taken from the upper corner of the ceiling where a security camera might be.
We checked the timestamp. It was taken at 3:03 AM on our second night, the same night my husband said he had a lucid dream.
At the time, we thought it was just that, a weird dream. But now…I’m not so sure.
Story 2:
My flight was delayed, so I had to spend the night out. I checked in a hotel at midnight.
When I entered the room, turned on the lights and walked over to the bed, I screamed because there was a guy on the bed staring blankly at the ceiling. He didn’t move or react at all. I ran to the reception and told them.
When we all went to the room, we froze.
The guy was nowhere; the room was empty. The bed was still made like no one had touched it. They gave me a new room, but I barely slept.
I still have no idea what I saw.
Story 3:
Story 4:
On a road trip, I stayed at this weird little roadside motel. Around 2 a.m., I woke up and saw a woman’s face peeking in through the window. I was on the second floor.
I froze.
When I got the courage to check, there was no one outside, just a chair below the window that hadn’t been there before.
Story 5:
I was on an overnight train and had a window seat. A man across the aisle just stared at me, nonstop, for hours. Didn’t blink much, didn’t say a word, just watched.
Even when I pretended to sleep, I could feel him staring.
Eventually I asked if he was okay. I froze when he just smiled and said, “You look like her.” Never said who, and I didn’t dare to ask.
Story 6:
Story 7:
I got up to use the bathroom in the train and saw a woman walking toward me who looked exactly like my sister. Same coat, same haircut, same walk.
I even said her name out loud.
She didn’t respond. Just walked past me and disappeared into another car. My sister texted me literally 10 seconds later, she was at home, hundreds of miles away.
Story 8:
Stayed at an old inn during a road trip.
Woke up in the middle of the night feeling like someone was breathing right next to my face. I turned on the light, no one there, door still locked, room empty. But the mirror across the room was fogged up like someone had exhaled on it.
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Story 10:
Back in 2011, my girlfriend and I were driving during a snowstorm on this old, barely-used highway.
We were following an SUV when it suddenly stopped. I pulled around a bit to see why and saw a truck blocking the road. Both front doors were open, and two sets of footprints led straight into the woods.
The truck was running, no damage, no sign of anyone around.
I got out to check if someone needed help but got this weird gut feeling. Right as I was about to follow the tracks, the SUV driver called out that the truck had been reported stolen. Cops were on the way, so we bailed.
The next day, I saw online that the footprints led deep into the woods… and just stopped.
No clues. Just a circle of untouched snow like they vanished. No one ever figured it out.
Still creeps me out to this day.
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Story 12:
Checked into a rental cottage. The bathroom door was stuck shut like it was locked from the inside. Called the host, she said, “That’s not possible because it doesn’t lock.” It was open when I came back from dinner and I hadn’t touched it.
Story 13:
In 2016, I was 53 and traveling alone through small towns.
I stayed at this old inn that felt a little off. At around 2:30 a.m., I heard footsteps in the hallway. They stopped right outside my door and didn’t move.
I looked, no one was there.
But the floor was wet, like someone had just been standing there after walking in the rain. It hadn’t rained.
The next morning, I told the front desk. The woman just said, “We don’t use that room unless we have to.” I left right after.
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