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The original was posted on /r/truescarystories by /u/Pristine-Tension4229 on 2025-06-01 07:11:01+00:00.

About a week ago, I came across a video on TikTok that said: “Always trust your gut” and “Every time you leave the house, lock the door and look around you.” I didn’t think much of it at the time, but for some reason, it stuck with me.

A few days later, I was leaving my house to meet up with some friends. I was home alone. I locked the front door like always, and suddenly, that video came back to my mind. Something told me, “Just take a look around.”

I looked around the front — nothing. Everything seemed normal. But I had this weird gut feeling, so I decided to check the back of the house too.

That’s when I saw it. A car parked about 30 to 50 meters away, facing directly toward my house. Two men sitting inside. They weren’t talking. They weren’t on their phones. They were just… watching.

My heart dropped. I reached for my phone to take a picture, and as soon as I did — they started the car and sped off.

It wasn’t random. They weren’t lost or waiting for someone. They were watching my house. Watching me. And they didn’t want to be caught.

What makes this creepier is that six days before this happened, I was in a car accident. Not major, but bad enough. The strange part? For days before that crash, I had this nagging feeling something was going to happen. Like a little voice telling me, “Slow down. Drive safe.” I ignored it — and ended up flipping my car.

I didn’t ignore the feeling this time. And maybe… that saved me from something worse.

Now, every time I walk home alone or lock up the house, I get that same feeling again. Like something’s off. Like someone’s still watching, waiting for me to drop my guard again.

To the two men in that car — whoever you are… Let’s not meet.