4 Disturbing True October and Halloween Horror Stories (Vol. 1)

Story 1
This happened one cold and windy October night of 1993 when I was 16 years old, Me and my parents were exploring the infamous Highland Garden Psychiatric Hospital in southwestern Alberta, Canada. As you may all know, the Highland Garden Psychiatric Hospital was an old psychiatric hospital built in 1920 and closed down 3 years ago in 1990 and it is known as one of the scariest and most haunted places in Canada.

As more and more people were admitted to the hospital between the 1920s and the 1980s, Highland Garden Psychiatric Hospital’s population significantly expanded which led to severe patient neglect and unbelievable levels of abuse, Ancient Egyptian styled slave labor and medieval torture. Lack of funds left the hospital in a state of disrepair, with patients being forced to survive with no clothing, insufficient food and sewage-filled hallways for bedrooms. Padded cells, solitary confinement, regular beatings, Ancient Egyptian styled slave labor, medieval torture methods, public beheadings, mass executions, electric shock treatments, restraining devices, and lobotomies were the norm.

In 1990 three years ago, Canadian authorities and military forces raided and closed down Highland Garden Psychiatric Hospital after a thorough investigation revealed inhumane living conditions and evidence of mass executions and Ancient Egyptian slave labor, yet its dark past continues on to this day. Today, a myriad of horror stories surrounds this facility. After it was closed 3 years ago in 1990, Highland Garden Psychiatric Hospital became inundated with vagrants, gangs, thieves, satanic and gothic cults and former visitors seeking shelter. One mentally deranged and the brutally violent patient is said to reside in the miles of catacombs beneath the building, where he lies in wait with a large knife, eager to slit the throats of curious explorers unlucky enough to cross his path.

As well as this chilling legend, the hospital has also been the spot of several paranormal sounds and sightings, including human-like growling and physical scratches appearing on visitors' bodies.

Story 2
It was first Halloween living in my own house away from my family and this took place in 1993 when I was 18 years old. I live in a large three-story traditional Japanese house with 5 bedrooms and 4 bathrooms in the suburbs of Maple City formerly Maple Town that my family paid for.

It was 10:00 PM and I was sitting in the living room, watching Dragon Ball Z when I found myself getting up to answer a knock at the door. Then I stopped and thought "Who could be at the door at 10:00 PM? Surely there were no more trick-or-treaters out". I had a pretty good feeling it was a late-night Halloween ding dong ditcher, so I gave it a few seconds then I shot a glance to the porch through the window. They were gone.

Yup, ding dong ditchers. I sat back down not thinking twice about it and again knocking at the front door. "Get lost!!" I yelled. I was not in the mood for punky kids. They ignored my demand and started pounding now, not knocking. I was pissed now. I leapt up and swung the door open. No one was there once again. I slipped on my shoes and headed outside to begin searching the bushes for the kids, but there was nobody in sight. Not in the bushes, not behind my car, not in the Japanese garden in my backyard, not across the street. I was done answering. I didn't want to feed into their fun anymore, so I went back inside, double-locked the door and went to my bedroom on the third floor and also locking that door just to feel safer, I guess.

Even over the TV, I can still hear the stupid kids pounding on my front door repeatedly. I was so close to calling the cops to get them away, but that would undoubtedly lead to my house being egged and or toilet papered. The pounding continued for an uncomfortably long time, more than half an hour. I guess these kids want to pull a funny Halloween prank and were desperate for a reaction, but I wasn't gonna give in to them.

As some point, I dosed off with the TV on, only to wake up to the knocking again. I looked at the clock. "It was 2 in the morning! How could those kids still be at it?!" I thought. I turned off the TV and sat up with my ears open. For a few moments, my heart completely stopped as I realized the knocking was not my front door, but rather at my bedroom door.

I jumped out of bed, looking around my room like a madman for something to use as a weapon as I heard a 17-year-old girl rabbit doing a yandere laugh as she pulled out a knife. They knew I was awake now. They were trying the doorknob, trying to bust down the door. "These aren't any kids!". By some miracle I came up with an idea. It was a long shot, but that was all I could think of.

I turned on my receiver to my speaker system, plugged in my high-tech futuristic smartphone, typed in 45 gunshot sound effects, turned on the volume and pressed play. The sound of a gunshot echoed out of the speakers. It sounded real enough. I paused the video after the first shot and yelled "That was a warning shot!! Leave now or else I won't hesitate to shoot you in the head!!" and it worked. I heard both a knife being dropped and two pairs of footsteps stopping over my floors and out the front door. I gave it moment for opening my bedroom door and peeking outside. They were gone, but the front door was left wide open. I quickly close it, called the police and that's were my story ended.