Story 1: The Midnight Miracle That Could Have Been a Nightmare
When my father had a heart attack at 2 a.m., I raced to the hospital in a panic. The ICU staff refused to let me in—until one kind “nurse” took pity on me hours later. Months after his recovery, my dad called urgently: “Turn on the news!” There she was—the woman who’d shown me mercy, now in handcuffs. She’d never been a nurse at all.
Investigators revealed she’d faked her credentials, had a history of mental health struggles, and had even harmed patients. Chills ran down my spine realizing how close we’d come to disaster. That night, her deception gave me comfort; now, the truth left me grateful she’d only opened a door—not treated my father.
Story 2: The Silent Specter in My Gaming Chair
Alone in my dark room, immersed in the horror game FEAR, I felt the prickle of being watched. When I spun around, my blood turned to ice—there stood Alma, the game’s ghostly girl, staring blankly from my doorway.
Turns out, it was just a stranger my roommates had invited over, who’d inexplicably wandered into my room and stood there, silently studying my gameplay. We never figured out why they thought this was okay—but I still keep my door locked during horror marathons. Some jump scares should stay in the game.