Spooky Sirens Siren

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“This story was submitted by Reddit user woodsel.


Murdered woman buried in my neighbor’s backyard.

This is a true story about a cold case that came to light a couple years ago.

For a little background, my great grandpa bought my house back in the 50’s. My grandma bought it from him and then my dad bought it from her so it’s been in the family for a long time.

A couple years ago, I got home from school to a bunch of news vans and detectives parked outside of my house. And they were digging in my neighbors backyard, behind our shed right on our property line. I could see from my back window since the houses are pretty close together and the yards are just split by a chain link fence. There is also a creek in the back right corner of my yard which also takes up the entire back of my neighbors yard.

When my mom got home from work she went back to talk to one of the detectives and he told her the story.

It was a cold case from the 50’s, the man who used to live in my neighbors house murdered his wife and buried her in the retaining wall in their back yard (a retaining wall is long slabs of wood to keep the yard from falling into the creek). He remarried and his new wife was on her death bed and called in a tip, giving them the address and saying her husband killed his ex wife and buried her there.

They never found any remains but my mom said that the retaining wall had fallen into the creek a long time ago so her remains have likely floated way down stream by now.

When we told my grandma about it, she mentioned that when she was a little girl, her neighbor would often yell at the wife and even once chased her around the yard with a knife.

My oldest sister and my neighbors daughter were also the same age so they played in the backyard a lot. They once found a knife sort of buried in our neighbors yard when they were playing back there. Nobody thought much of it at the time but after hearing the murder story it became extremely weird.

It’s also scary to think that my sisters and cousin and I used to go down in the creek and play when we were little and collected “fossils” what if we were digging through human remains?

For a couple months after hearing the story I was extremely freaked out to even take my garbage out to the back yard, seeing as there was a dead woman buried there at some point and nobody ever knew.

It is a pretty interesting story though, that happened right in my back yard pretty much. If I find an article about it I will link it. It was in 2015 when they were digging.”

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“This story was submitted by Reddit user Barbrickey17

Every year on December 12, a creepy tune plays in my neighbourhood, but no one knows where the tune is coming from

Every year on December 12, at exactly 9:15 pm, an eerie and kinda creepy tune plays all across my street. The tune is something taken from a Christmas song, or so some of my neighbours have theorised, as they have been absolutely obsessed with the tune for the past 20 years. It first played in 1998, the year I was born, and every year on December 12, at 9:15, the tune plays again. It lasts one minute, till 9:16, and then it stops.

Mrs McDermott, one of our old neighbours, used to say that she was playing the tune. She was a big Christmas fan, and she always had a lot of decorations outside her house for Christmas. She said once my neighbours complained about the tune that it was her, but then she died, and the tune still played on. Every year. So my neighbours started to wonder if she had been telling the truth or not.

It wasn’t much of a big deal but my neighbours would make out it to be. Every year on December 1, they would get together and plan how they were going to track and record the tune. You see, the creepy thing is is that no one has managed to record footage of the tune. My neighbours have had competitions, who can walk up the street and find it the fastest, but no one has been successful. Mr Cassidy, one of our neighbours, claims he plays the tune, but everyone knows he’s just crazy and wanting attention.

I know this story isn’t very creepy but there’s something I haven’t told you. I once heard the tune right next to me one December 12, I think it was 2011. I heard the tune, and thinking I could get a video and win the competition, I raced after the noise, and came to Mrs McDermott’s house. Mrs McDermott was dead so that made no sense, but I heard the tune coming from her house. I looked at my watch and it was 9:17, one minute after the tune usually stops playing. I turned to Mrs McDermott’s house and heard the tune even louder, and then I saw the most horrifying thing anyone can ever see. I looked inside Mrs McDermott’s window, and saw her dead body, clutched over in a defence position and her eyes were wide open and her mouth was open. She had obviously been trying to protect herself, before she died, which may have meant she was murdered, but no one knew how she died. None of my neighbours were told, even though they were close to Mrs McDermott. I saw next to her body some sort of recorder that was playing the tune. I was never told what happened to Mrs McDermott, and I didn’t tell anyone about the recorder. Which means it is still in her house to this day.

The next day seven police cars showed up outside her house, and an ambulance later followed, I think taking her body away, and that was the last thing I heard. I never told my parents what I saw. I thought I would scare them. But still, every year on December 12, that creepy tune plays, and knowing what I saw in Mrs McDermott’s house, it scared me even more. I’m just not ready to go back to the house and get the recorder even though I’d be a hero. It would just be too much for me to relieve that”