9 True Scary YARD SALE Stories | VOL 3



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  1. Three women arrived at my mom’s last yard sale. Two of them began arguing over a 1950’s cookie jar, and mom went over to protect it and make sure they stayed civil. The third woman continued looking around all over. I had to go to the bathroom, and told mom I would take her cash box inside with me. She said not to, but I hated leaving it out, just a cigar box.

    I came back to the yard sale in time to see the three women jump in their car and take off.

    I asked mom what the amount of cash the cookie jar sold for. She said the women bid up to several hundred dollars, knowing it was rare. But then they just huffed after the third woman went back in their car, and the cookie jar didn’t sell after all.

    She went back to the table and chair she used as a sales base, then asked if I had taken the cash inside with me after all. I said no. She accused me of having taken it with me, because the cash was missing. I was so shocked, remembering my strong feeling I wanted to take it in and put it in a kitchen drawer for protection. Mom then accused me of forgetting I had taken the money. She could make you question reality. I felt guilty, although I knew I had envisioned taking it inside, but was afraid to, after she told me NOT to. Well, I was blamed for ruining her sale, making it unprofitable. I offered to buy her cookie jar. My dad, who died when I was 5, had bought it for her when they were young and newly married. She said no, because my 3 siblings would be angry and jealous. It was so miserable and heartbreaking for me. She was angry for quite a while, before I suggested maybe those three women had set her up to steal her money earned. She did not believe it. Her back was to her money table the whole time, and she was focused on making the sale. We never did find the money in the house anywhere, but she still thought I had taken it in and forgot where I put it. She often accused me of things and I would feel like a deer in the headlights, afraid to tell her she was wrong.

    No wonder I never felt very confident. After mom passed away, I bought an identical cookie jar on eBay from someone in New York, paying $60 for it, for sentimental reasons. Hope I got a good deal.

    I had forgotten about this yard sale ordeal. I can’t say I now have sentimental attachment to the beehive cookie jar with a kitten on top chasing butterflies.

    My sister collects cookie jars. I think I’ll give it to her, although it’s not really mom’s.

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  2. Assuming that someone is "harmless and just odd" is probably one of most foolish assumptions anyone can make. And I hope the absolute coward of an OP from story 7 doesn't complain if and when a dangerous situation happens to them and no one helps.

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  3. I really wish you’d stop labeling these stories as “true.” It takes a single Google search of any of the information in the story to find out they’re fake. “The Texas Garage Sale Stalker,” doesn’t exist, therefore not a true story.

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  4. I have a yard sale story myself. In Alabama early one morning around 2002 or so I see a lady setting up a yard sale and saw a fishing pole so I stopped. She had a lot of good stuff, guy stuff. Single barrel shotgun 50bucks, 22pistol 75,tackle box and 2 rods 15,tool box full of tools, 25dollars, camping gear 20bucks. I asked if she'd take 175.00 for all of it and had just enough cash, paid her and started loading It up. Then a truck comes flying up, guy jumps out cussing her, cussing me and tells me that's his stuff and I ain't touching it. OK no problem jus gimme my money and I'm sorry for the misunderstanding. Well she starts yelling at him and he starts beating up on her so I couldn't watch that happen. I tried to interrupt them, he starts slingin punches so I proceeded to beat his butt, then she jumps on me and starts yelling I better not touch her boyfriend. I reached in her pocket where I saw her put my money while she was slappin me. I told him not to get up or I'd give him some more, slung all his stuff off my truck and spun on outta there. Whew! what a Yard Sale!😂!

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  5. My mother loved going to yard sales (kind of a sick obsession with her). When I was a kid, she'd sometimes drag me along. Sometimes we'd find some neat stuff that even I liked. All and all though, she knew it was NOT my cup of tea. On a side street not far from our house (I don't even remember the street name now as that was 40 years ago when I was 14) there was a yard sale going on. It was summer I think and I was out of school, so I went shopping with my mom. On the way home I think we saw the sign for the yard sale. Mom dragged me along. Now USUALLY if something spooked me when we went somewhere, she kind of told me 'Oh get over it' and didn't take me seriously. We pulled up into the yard and there were tables with clothing, books and other items. When I approached the house, I looked over at my mom and said 'mom, there is something wrong here and I don't like this place.' Looking at the house for some reason gave me a very uneasy feeling. It was like some psychic moment, I don't know. Surprisingly enough, she kindly said 'alright' and we got in the car and left. That one time, she didn't get frustrated with me and she actually honored my wish to leave that yard. There was something at that house, that I had never been to before that spooked me. Later I asked her about it and she told me 'yes, I felt uncomfortable there too' instead of ridiculing me for it.

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  6. The story about the old man being attacked by teenagers pmo so bad. Not only did the guy telling the story do nothing, but all the other bystanders watched it all happen too. I'm sure they could've easily outnumbered and overpowered those brats and they did nothing. This world is cruel

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  7. I see a lot of people getting mad at OP in story 7. It's always the same kinds of people. "Why would you just stand thete? It's sickening that he didn't do anything."

    Alright. Suppose those kids had guns on them? What, then? It's 4 on 1 and you dont know what the odds are. I'd say most people wouldn't be willing to step in. In any scenario, I'd like to resever the right to pick and choose my battles. Thank you very much.

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  8. For the first story, I’m not sure how the police procedures work, or what laws and legalities are for this, but I assume the guy wouldn’t have been wearing gloves. Couldn’t they get the DNA off of that? Sure, there’d be multiple DNA you can lift off of it, but they’d be able to narrow down the suspects fairly easily. So unless they can’t do that due to the law or some other legality, why didn’t they just do that? They’d fine him pretty easily, no?

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  9. Story 3: Okay, you're a (probably caucasian) woman, you stumble upon shady articles and photos about a well known cold case, and your first instinct is to press the (possibly shifty) dude running the yard sale about it?

    That's like begging to see his murder basement. She got lucky this time, but my gawd…

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