Airbnb’s Creepy Neighbor Horror
A seemingly innocent Airbnb stay takes a chilling turn when an eerie neighbor’s relentless stare escalates into a terrifying encounter.
In Michigan, my boyfriend and I visited my parents for a few days, but we didn’t want to stay with them for well, obvious reasons. We ended up finding an Airbnb about 15 minutes away from their house, a cute condo with one bedroom.
The inside was redone entirely and had a lot of modern stuff, so it wasn’t the cheapest place. The host seemed nice and had good reviews, but we noticed a few comments that raised some red flags. Most of the negative comments mentioned strange things that happened with the neighbor.
Now, I’ve had some crazy neighbors, so I’m not one to judge. I just mentioned it to the host before booking, and she said her neighbor is nosy, and sometimes she gets defensive when people try to get into the Airbnb. However, she said she’d let the neighbor know we’re staying and what we look like, so everything should be fine.
On the day we arrived, everything went smoothly. We met the host who lived nearby, and she gave us the key to the entry door and the apartment code. We unpacked all of our stuff and then headed over to my parents for dinner.
I had a few drinks throughout the night to deal with my mother, and before we knew it, it was 10 p.m. and time to head back to the Airbnb. We pulled up to our rental.
Now, each complex had four apartments, two on the bottom and two on the top, and ours was on the top left. However, when we pulled up, we could see a small figure standing in between some curtains in the window of the apartment on the top right.
Instantly, I felt weird. Who stares out their window like that? My boyfriend parked, and when I got out, I looked up, and she was still there, still staring at us. As we both walked towards the entry door, I could make out her features. Do you ever notice how some people just have that crazy look to them?
This was her mangled brown hair and wide-open eyes. She had to be at least 60 or 70, and this frown she had, I’ve never seen someone so angry. My boyfriend puts the key in the door, and we enter, and not to my surprise, we see her standing at the top of the stairs.
She says nothing. She just stands there watching us. She’s very small and round, but the way she was standing, you could see her arms and legs were very thin. My boyfriend and I looked at each other for a second, and then we began to make our way up.
We walked up while she stared us down, but to my amazement, she didn’t say anything; instead, she just stared at us with her creepy eyes. I kept looking back as my boyfriend entered the code, and we hurried into the apartment.
What the hell was that? My boyfriend said softly, looking at me confused. I shook my head as I was just glad she didn’t try to talk to us. Nothing weird happened the rest of the night until we heard banging on the front door.
I shot up from bed just to find that my boyfriend was already awake. There was nonstop banging for about a minute or two until it suddenly stopped. I looked at my phone and it was almost 4 a.m. Who would be banging on the door at this time?
As my boyfriend walked towards the door, he whispered to me that he was going to look out the peephole to see who was there. I trailed behind him slowly as he inspected. He looked back at me and was clearly confused. He then opened the door a little to look around, and I heard him gasp. “What?” I whispered and slowly stepped towards him.
In front of the door were three dead rats, completely gutted with only one of their heads still attached. He closed the door, and we both agreed to contact the host later that day.
I tried my best to sleep, but the images of those rats kept replaying in my mind. After a while, I looked at my phone, and it was 6.30. Accepting the fact that I won’t be able to get any sleep, I got up to make coffee, and as I did, I heard the neighbor’s door slam shut.
I looked out the kitchen window, which overlooks the parking lot, hoping to catch a glimpse of the crazy lady, and there she was, standing and staring at our car. Not even looking at what was inside; she was just staring at it. She looked so focused on our car for the longest time, and then she slowly turned her head to look directly at me.
I jumped back a little bit and immediately heard her shriek, this horrible blood-curdling shriek like she was being attacked. My boyfriend ran out of the bedroom, obviously alarmed, and we both looked out the window again.
The neighbor was standing there holding her head, screaming at the driver’s side window. She grabbed the top of the car and started banging her head, screaming things like, “They never leave,” “When will they leave?” and “Why do they keep coming”? I started recording for insurance purposes, and my boyfriend called the police and then the host.
By the time the police had shown up, she was lying on the ground next to our car, which had very little damage considering what we just witnessed. The host profusely apologized and said that this had never happened before and refunded our entire trip. We got to see the lady taken away in handcuffs, though it took her a while to comply.
We never found out what was wrong with her, but my theory is something just snapped, and we just happened to be the ones that were there when it happened. But I do know that you should take every review into consideration when booking an Airbnb. Every single one.
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