This is an automated archive made by the Lemmit Bot.

The original was posted on /r/truescarystories by /u/Extra-Football-2316 on 2025-05-24 18:53:00+00:00.

This story happened a few years ago maybe around the years of 2019 in between 2022, so pretty recently. But yet I still can’t remember much details so I’ll try to explain it to my best of my capabilities.

I used to live in this old apartment building for a really long time, ever since I was born. I lived there for quite a while you know, switching in and out of floors every few years. Once I got to the 5th floor, everything was normal. I got to know some neighbors except for one. From what I can remember this neighbor I had lived around 3 doors away. So you’d expect me to see him a lot. Turns out, I never saw this guy, he never left or entered his house, I never thought about him because he was so private. From what i knew he was most likely Albanian or maybe some middle eastern folk (from what I’ve heard).

The area I lived in was not so diverse, mainly consisting of Hispanics and Albanian’s (And some other muslim people). The area I lived in is heavily crowded and influenced with gang life, mainly the Hispanics. The Albanians did have some part in the gang life too though. I remember having to pick up a pizza, around a block away from my facility. There was this group of Albanians testing out tasers that they had for some reason, I don’t know, they had guns and basically anything you’d expect from a gang. Vapes, firearms, weed, drugs, etc. I’d always see them in the stores around my area, stores that were always heavily empty, the only people You’d usually see to expect in these stores were maybe gang members, with maybe a 1 to 6 actual customers at times. This may seem Irrelevant but later on in the story this section will start to make sense to include.

Then came the night, the night that changed everything. I was about to get ready to take out the garbage, while my family is in the couch watching television. As im looking for the trash my mom told me to take out, we hear sirens out the window, and ambulances. We go out to the balcony, all of us, which gave us a bigger view of most of the commotion. This is the part where it gets little confusing but I’ll try to explain it as best as I can. In between of the time of the police coming outside of the building, to my family looking out the balcony, someone was entering the elevator of the facility, most likely wounded, and had gone to the 5th floor in one of the apartments. Now, specifically my neighbors apartment, the one I’d never seen, the guy that was also private and mysterious for some unknown reason. Up to this point I didn’t even know if it was him, but it was most likely since to my knowledge he lived with nobody. Shortly after, the police came into the floor and were banging on his door, eventually letting themselves in. And from that point thats all I know.

But there was an officer on standby by his door, for about a week. I’d see this officer every day of this week when i was going to school. There were times when he would leave though mainly through the night. Ever since then, there had been no updates regarding what happened to my neighbor, or even what happened in general. There was blood on the elevator floor, and I know this because my mom noticed it when she was investigating once everything had settled down. I still wonder what happened to that neighbor but I do have a theory.

My theory is that he was maybe involved with the gang activity in the area and someone shot him, near or in the facility. From there, a civilian near by most of saw the interaction and called the police. Most likely I’ll never know what happened to him, but I’ll still think about it. What do you guys think happened to him? Because to my knowledge, I guess I’ll never know.