People who knew murderers, when did you know something was off? 

Bed wetting is not a warning sign for violent behavior, it is a sign of abuse, witch often leads to violent crimes

When my son was a toddler, the guy I was dating (still friends) had a friend crashing on his couch. She set off my radar like crazy. I told bf that he had to choose, if he had her around I would not be because I did not want her around my baby. Only time in my whole life I've done the "her or me" thing. He chose her, and we broke up. Fast forward a couple years and one of her other friends mothers has been treating her like a daughter, taking care of her, feeding her, buying her gas, etc. This evil woman got a couple druggy friends and set up this sweet old lady, they murdered her and robbed her house. I had no conscious reason why I didn't trust this woman, just a feral "raised by wolves" instinct. So glad I trust my instincts!

I truly believe that the "gut feeling" is our subconscious brain noticing patterns that are off. It could be anything from they are acting strange or the pupils are too big. But the subconscious observatory in the brain goes, "Wait a minute!" You should ALWAYS listen to that feeling

The vibe is your natural survival instincts reacting to a dangerous predator.

It's worth pointing that bladder problems is also indictive of abuse and can also line up with those problems

The mom of a friend went to HS with Jeffrey Dahmer... She says that he had such a creepy aura on him and smelled weird

People who are genuinely sorry, don't think they deserve a chance. Huge red flag when someone "apologized" and then expects their consequence to go away.

We lived near a guy who ended up killing two little boys. He was VERY creepy, and my big brother told my little brother to stay away from him. Guy got executed in Florida for his crimes.

Story 20? Traumatic brain injuries are no fucking joke dude. They take so long to heal, have so many side effects, can be agitated, etc.

A kid I was at primary school with was convicted of murder when he was about 19/20. All I remember was he regularly had serious injuries. Broken arms, a broken leg, a burn. He was a hyperactive kid. With the benefit of hindsight, I now suspect he was abused. He just had one too many injuries. He was that kid who would climb trees and fences and that's probably why nobody thought too much of his injuries.

“Vibes” are intuition and intuition is a complex mix of understanding body language, emotional intelligence, the ability to draw correlations, and other subtle little signals. Vibes are different for everyone and some people are more sensitive to certain things than others, but when they say “trust your gut,” they’re saying “you’re putting things together really fast on a subconscious level and there’s a reason.” Better safe than sorry.

My gut feeling has kicked in a few times, seemingly at random, like 'don't take that route, go the other way', 'don't make eye contact with this person', 'take the next train'. Nothing happened to that first train as far as I know, but someone might've been on it. If I get a strong feeling like this, I always listen to it.

"He reminded me of a poor man's Charles Manson". Dude, Charles Manson was a poor man's Charles Manson!🤪

God, listening to this one made me think of something that happened when I was in high school. It was in 2000. There was a really nice lady, mom of one of the girls on my softball team and my dad's co-coach, since he coached us. Just so sweet, the nicest person you've ever met. Always waved or stopped to talk when she saw us, waved if I drove past her, everything. She had a live in boyfriend none of her kids trusted, and I met him a few times. Just... real bad vibes. He seemed so... I dunno. Something just felt off. Anyway, it was right after my grandma died. I remember driving by to go to school and passing her van, and seeing her honk and wave and waving back. Still remember her face, her smile, her voice. The next morning I learned from some friends at school that when my teammate had gotten home from school with one of her brothers, who'd picked her up, they found their mom and the live-in-boyfriend dead. Murder suicide. There was a note on the counter, written by the live-in-boyfriend, that read "The money's yours. So is the house. It's done." It hurts to think about it to this day. I can't even imagine.

When I was 16, I met a 27 year old man and began dating him. Yeah, I know, first red flag. But I was 16 and thought I was grown and he told me I was so mature blah blah blah. Plus 16 is the age of consent in my state, so it was legal although still creepy. Anyway, his children's mother found out I was dating him and sent a message to me through my friend that he had been abusive to her and had tried to throw her off a bridge once. 2nd red flag. Then he gave my mom a ride to work and after one conversation, my mom told me I had to break up with him. She said he was obsessed with me and gave her murderer vibes. That's what really got my attention. My mom never really forced me to stop talking to boys because I was very rebellious. She felt like she could have more control if she gave me the freedom, because at least she qoukd know who i was talking to since I wouldn't have to sneak around. So for her to tell me I had to get away, it was serious. I listened. I broke up with him the day after Valentine's Day. Then my mom died in June and he brought another teenage girl to my mom's funeral. On Thanksgiving that same year, he killed the girl he brought to my mom's funeral. That was 26 years ago, and I still feel grateful to my mom for seeing what I couldn't see. That could have been me, and my mom caught the vibes. Mom unknowingly saved my life before she died.

There was a kid I went to school with who was a couple years younger than me. He was always confrontational and aggressive with the teachers for no apparent reason. There was just something about him that made me want to avoid him. A year or so after he graduated, he murdering both of his parents. He told his friend he did so over the phone, and the friend called the police. The kid was arrested, but never went to trial because he hung himself in jail.

When I was 15 I met and fell in love with another 15yr old girl. We had to be very secretive because her father was a pastor and our relationship was wrong. One day we were hanging out near the canal her father found us, cuddled up and watching the water. I've never been so scared of a human before or since. He was terrifying. She went missing, he killed her. He tortured her until she renounced her sinful ways, he had men help. (Yes that means what you think it does) he planned to turn me, the police showed me the letter and plans he had made. I was in for worse then his daughter because I was the sin, he took his own life five years into his sentence. Apparently.

That weird vibe is our lizard brain acting up. Something from our primordial instincts recognizes something in this person which makes the hair on our necks stand up and chills race down our spines.

In the very early 80’s, we had someone on the periphery of our friend group. He was the foster brother of a very good friend. There was always something off but he really just seemed a bit simple and actually made me a very nice coffee table for my 21st birthday. One night all of the boys had gone out and he turned up at my flat, which seemed odd at the time, but my sister had decided to visit so I wasn’t there alone. He didn’t stay long. Then in 1988, in a country town, a 12 yr old girl was found stabbed to death in her home. We saw him being interviewed by the news as he was a neighbour and we all wondered if he had had anything to do with it. He was arrested quite quickly. I worked,for the police at the time and found out that the poor darling girl was home from school as she was sick and her mum had gone to the chemist to get her some flu medicine. He stabbed that innocent child so many times. Apparently he had gone there to murder the mother. It certainly made us all wonder about that visit to my flat that night, him thinking that I would be home alone and fortunately wasn’t. Sick!

My mom’s old neighbor. He moved next door to her after getting out for manslaughter. A few years after he was arrested again for first degree murder. He was at a bar, drunk and probably high, a man bumped him and apologized, man left not long after, neighbor went out and got into a fight with the guy and stabbed him. The guy was literally celebrating coming home after being deployed for years. There were cameras outside and inside that caught everything. He got life without parole. The man had gotten engaged earlier in the night. Just so unnecessary and sad. I met the guy, he was remorseful about the first murder he committed so I didn’t think he’d do it again. I didn’t talk to him much since he was just a neighbor and not my mom’s friend but ya had no idea he’d do it again. He just seemed like a pothead biker dude.

I was friends with a guy who attempted to murder his wife, who I was also friends with. We were all friends in college and I thought highly of both of them. But initially, I absolutely did get that "weird feeling" about him. He made me uneasy. It was the way he looked at you sometimes, I think. He was a funny, smart guy, but he was kind of awkward and off-putting-- but in a group of nerds, awkward and off-putting is the norm. It took me a long time to like him, though. All my friends were friends with him, and we lived in the same house, so I was often hanging out in his vicinity. And since my friends seemed to like him, I pushed down my instinct and tried to be open-minded. And I got to like him, too. He was weird and I never knew what he was going to say or do, but he was so clever and getting a genuine laugh from him always felt like a massive win. I had a dream, once, after I started hanging out with him more, where he was smiling, turned to the side. When he turned around to look at me, I could see his whole left side, which was covered in terrifying black ink letters, all over his face and clothes and body, spelling out nonsense words and phrases. It scared me so bad in the dream that I woke up sweating. At the time, I did wonder if that dream was my brain trying to tell me he was dangerous. All those little microscopic red flags that my conscious mind was pushing down. I think it probably was. In the end, he had some kind of psychotic break and stabbed his wife nearly to death. She survived, but he was shot by a neighbor. She's doing okay now. Afterward, I wondered if my friends were also pushing down those little red flags all along, because when we shared the news with each other, the vibe about it was pretty strange-- everyone was SHOCKED, but no one was surprised, if that makes sense. It was like "oh my god I can't believe this happened to poor (wife's name), this must be so traumatic for her" but not at all like "I can't believe (husband's name) would do this." He wasn't mean or violent or anything, but there was just something super off about him. There was an edge. I think lots of people could sense that edge. But I don't think that we, his friends, were willing to understand that edge for what it was until it was too late. I have nightmares about him a lot now. I'm always at their wedding again. And he's looking at me in that dark way he had. And I know something terrible is going to happen and that no one is safe. It sucks because I had happy memories of him too, once.

The 'vibe' people get is cues they pick up subconsciously and instinct. Something about them does not align with typical patterns for that type of person. Maybe they are too confident or they look at you dead-eyed when they are smiling. Maybe the chemicals in their body and tenseness in their actions are suggesting anger and you're picking up on it that they're pretending to be sweet and happy and kind. But you should always listen to your subconscious if it is screaming 'Danger Danger Danger' rather than 'huh, that person's a bit odd'. Autistic people and schizophrenic people are often a bit odd but harmless when you know them better, people that make your brain scream 'DANGER!' are a threat you somehow and your brain is picking it up from info you don't even know you're obtaining.

When I was growing up, I knew two people who ended up murdering people. Neither of them set off that gut feeling. One of them was a kid that lived up the street from me who I would hang out with fairly often. He ended up murdering someone during a botched drug deal and is serving a life sentence. As for the second one, he was an instructor at the karate school I went to when I was a teen, and was a second degree black belt. I never got any red flags from him. He always just seemed like a big brother type. He ended up beating his adoptive parents to death with a fireplace poker, and as far as I know, he was given two life sentences.

i have massive anger issues, and im told im really sweet. so hearing about the guy who was really sweet until he raged reminded me of myself if i were to continue at the pace i am, so im scared of myself

In our case, attempted murderer and stalker. I've been a part of the local tabletop group for several years, and the dude in question eventually was one of two guys who helped set up a shopfront mostly focused on tabletop gaming like Warhammer and board games in our area. They limped it through covid and while the dude usually didn't give much bad vibes he most certainly had anger and shittalking issues. One time when showing up I learned that he had threatened death threats as part of a heated argument against one of the other dudes heavily invested in the scene here and despite being threatened to take em back or be cut out he wouldn't, at which point he basically vanished off the face of the earth. One of the times I helped out at the shop was mostly focused on reorginizing the boxes of his stuff he had still there a year after he split and cut ties. About a half year after that, he had apparently tracked his ex-girlfriend across the country via apple tags and then arrived at her house with a shotgun. Police responded and winged him, and one of the things on news articles is him pleading with the ex through the door before his final termination. While the girlfriend got damaged by the buckshot, the arse took several shots and basically bled out. Not gonna lie, some of the locals from the shop were perhaps enthusiastic to set the record on anyone saying there should be sympathy for the shooter as well.

I have known quite a few murderers or would-be in my life: 1. My uncle - drug dealer, pimp, drug trafficker. Despite all of his flaws, he was actually rather nice. At least to his niece (me), nephew (my cousin), and his son. He ended up arrested in Nevada for drug trafficking. Was sent to California, which made it his 3rd strike (after the 3 strike law because he'd been in and out of jail much more than that). Got 25 to life. Tried to order a hit on the judge, his attorney, and the prosecutor. Died in prison. 2. His son - He idolized his father so so much. He wanted to be just like him. We all tried to talk some sense into him, yes, even his father. Last I heard, he ended up in prison, too. Murder. 3. Step-father #1 - He had an affair with a prostitute. Everyone knew what she was but him. He found out that her "cousin" was actually her pimp/boyfriend. Shot him. Man lived. 4. A close family friend - I can't really remember much about him as I knew him as a child. Apparently, he was SA'd by a cousin that I did NOT like. He gave me creepy vibes. Last I heard the family friend ended up in jail for multiple murders. 5. Cousin - This one is by far the creepiest. I detested this man. He always gave me weird vibes. My family is one of "those" families. Everyone knows us. Couldn't walk down the street because someone would stop and say hi. Everyone also knew him. Hardcore gangsters/drug dealers was afraid of him. Said he gave them this weird fear. He murdered his wife and two little girls. I hope he rots. (He also assaulted me so there is that too).

John was drunk, shirtless, laying in the doorway of the Variety Store so customers had to step over him. He was talking about wanting to cut some guy's balls off, and I listened for a while, puzzled, because older kids are interesting. He had long welts on his shoulders, wrapping around to his chest. Many years later, I realized they were from a whipping with a car antenna. Some of the welts had a dot at the end, from the button on the end of the antenna. I finally said, "I don't think anybody's gona let you do that, John." He fixed me with a withering stare, then said, "Ya TIE HIM UP, STUPID!" Oh... that was when I realized John was not like other people. He later became a serial killer.

When did I know that something was "off"?! When the cops hauled him away. I never would have guessed! To me, he seemed as normal as anyone else in my town.

What's the name of that game? It looks like just the kind of game I like to play. Answering my own question: Alba, a Wildlife Adventure. 🛒 You guys should include affiliate links for buying the games.

My good friend was married to Caius Veiovis. Guy gave everyone the creeps the second we met him. His nickname was Trash and we quickly realized it wasn’t a sarcastic name.

There's a theory that suggests that the "feeling" is based on a primate's need to recognize rabies in their troop. When rabies starts, the symptoms are subtle, but most monkeys and primates are able to quickly recognize the signs of rabies very early on. As we evolved, that instinct to detect abnormal behaviours stayed with us. So even though it's subtle, a lot of people get a gut feeling about messed up people. Even if at the time they said that the person was chill, or make up excuses to say that the person is nice, or that there's nothing wrong, they usually feel it too and set their gut feeling aside trying to rationalize things to themselves.

15:01 "it was all in the name of Christ" The script says all in the name of Christmas

Story 21. Uhg. Seniors being attacked by ice addicts, how sad to end that way.

YAYYY OLD NARRATOR IS BACKK!!!!!!

Here's one I can answer, I met this guy when I was 16 ( 42 now ) he had an obsession with unaliving small animals got out of there and avoided him as much as possible, in 2015 his wife went missing he claimed she had left him for another man and said she was starting fresh and didn't want any contact with anyone from her old life then in 2018 his new girlfriend disappeared, 2022 a man hiking up a trail with his dogs found the remains of his wife buried about 25 feet off the trail, he was arrested for the first murder and found guilty sentenced to life without parole and got a deal to reduce his sentence to life with the possibility of parole for leading the police to the girlfriends body

My wife was a teacher. One of her old students unalived his pregnant gf and tossed her separated cranium in a dumpster. We used to go support him at football games and other athletic events. It was really baffling to know someone that sadistic.

I think of the two narrators, I prefer this one for the serious ones. As the new narrator gets into the swing, I think he's getting good at the lighthearted stories! But this narrator has a good tone and insight for the heavy stuff.

Story 13 it happened where I lived… the guy he murdered was a relative of the village grocery shop owner

Story 3 ... those ppl should never be released they will never be stable and always a danger to the public

My ex boyfriend (we were 15 years old at the time) enjoyed elbowing me in the ribs, bouncing me off of the lockers, and generally being aggressive and angry towards me. He became more and more withdrawn until he became completely housebound. Eventually he murdered his mother then took his own life. His mom was the nicest, sweetest, kindest, most soft spoken woman I've ever met. He'd had some difficulties leading up to the incident but never, in a million years, would I have expected this outcome.

The brother torturing his younger brother story, makes me so so sad

15:06 i got that once. Local witchcraft supply shop. First time i went in there the man at the counter gave me that vibe. I almost fled the store, but his wife (the owner) came out and i hit it off with her. I learned to tolerate her husband, and i was there regularly. Money went missing from the store and the phone company kept billing her for charges she knew nothing about. One day, her husband was found dead in a ditch with his hands cut off - well known Hells Angels punishment for thieves. Yup. Learned to trust my vibes since, though its never been that bad.

My cousin is a murderer. She has/is mentally challenged and will always be. She was always desperate for boyfriends so she would often date these guys that would take advantage of her disability. She was really close to me for some reason but one day she creeped me out and i blocked her. A couple months later i saw her name on social media and the articles said her boyfriend,two other friends, and her were involved in killing her (my cousins) “husbands” ex.

My step brother. I have 3 step-siblings (my dad's wife) who are all older than me by a significant amount. They were all teens or adults when I was a young kid. I lived with my mom, so I didn't get to know them well. The step brother this is about is the one I was closest to, because he was the least mature of the siblings and lived with my dad and his mom even into his adult years. I didn't visit often, but when I did I made an active effort to get to know him. He is mentally ill, schizophrenic and ADHD, kept going on and off his meds due to delusions or feeling better and wanting to not rely on them anymore. He was sweet and always nice to me, but also very reclusive and didn't come out of his room a lot. Rarely, on his good days while I was there, he would take me out to do fun things like go to the zoo or the beach. When I was old enough to talk to him in depth about stuff, we would have long conversations about music and art. He had interesting views on things, and was very funny. I still remember these things fondly, which makes what happened even more confusing. I knew he could be dangerous if left without his medications, but never suspected he'd hurt anyone. He brutally killed my dad and his mom. As far as I understand, he used a wrench and beat them both to death in the trailer where they all lived together. According to police, it seemed like his mom was the real target and my dad was just in the way, because the violence was a lot more focused on her. He had tried multiple times in the weeks leading up to get himself committed to the hospital because he was afraid of himself, but they turned him away. I will never forgive the hospitals for this. He knew he was dangerous and tried to get help, and they shoved him out the door and let him kill two people, destroying so many lives in the process. He tried to kill himself after by taking a ton of his prescription pills, but failed. He confessed in full, in detail, so he was lucid enough to remember the act and deemed sane enough to stand trial. He asked for the death penalty, but didn't get it. I know he feels intense guilt, and as much as I want to hate him and know his actions are his own, I can't. It's not completely his fault. I still remember my brother and not just the murderer.

It's important for everyone to KNOW that most murderers are just like you and me, because that knowledge that we could all fall, and the slight internal fear of one day slipping and falling ourselves is what keeps us from listening to those dark thoughts Dehumanizing all murderers and treating them like they're just something else and something was wrong with them from the start and they couldn't have lived normal lifes is a cop out for cowards who want to feel better about themselves

In our case, it was just common sense. My mom's best friend's MIL found a new boyfriend. Everyone on both sides told her to kick him out, but she refused. 6 months later, she's stabbed with 67 stab wounds. Mom's BFF was home that day and lived next door to MIL. She heard the whole thing. To her, it sounded like adult fun times. She was murderd on her balcony, so it was easy to hear. That dude had already done time for murder of his mother. Of course, he's going to murder again. Although MIL was a psycho Karen and everyone hated her, it was still not the way for her to exipre. Or anyone else for that matter.

I don't know why but I keep focusing on the game in the background more than the stories lol. Yall ever considered making a gaming channel for the games you play in the background?

On the topic of the 'vibe' you mentioned at the end of story 16, I believe it's the uncanny valley effect, if not, then something akin to it. It also manifests when neurotypicals can tell something is 'off' with a neurodivergent person. For those who don't know, the uncanny valley effect a phenomenon that people experience often with robots, where something looks not quite human, or looks human but doesn't act/move like a human. It's an unsettling feeling, and my personal belief is that it stems from the human brain wanting to get away from dead or sick people that may not look or move the same as a 'safe' human. With that information in mind, people with mental problems, be that socio/psychopathy, or something like ASD or ADHD, often don't have the natural knowledge of how to act 'normally', and despite learning over time, still will display mannerisms that are not normal. While the brain can pick up on these mannerism subconsciously, it cannot exactly pinpoint/identify them, and so the conscious mind just feels unsettles or uncomfortable. Therefore, in adults, you feel like something is wrong with the person, and in children, they often bully the kid that makes them unsettled, which often makes the situation worse. So that 'vibe' is, in theory, a safety measure from your subconscious brain. I would like to state that I am not a qualified mental health professional. I have not gone through any courses or studied psychology at all, so do not take my word for granted. It is all speculation based off of amateur research and personal experience.

Went to college with this dude. He was super well mannered and nice to litterally everyone. No one had a single complaint about him. Good student, good friend, and good looking. I always had this thought in the back of my hwad that nobody is that perfect and happy all the time. Honestly, I worried that he was actually depressed. If you were one of those kids, you know. One day we had a gun scare on campus. Some people freaked, some stayed calm, but this guy seemed like he was trying to hide his excitement under a viel of being "calm and mature and a leader". Something about the waybthe corner of his mouth would twitch and a sparkel in his eye. I told myself I was reading into things, but I made sure to keep a distance from him after that. I was sure the dude had a death wish. Occasionally, I would try to talk to my friends quietly about if they thought something was up with him. Nobody did. Two years after graduating, I heard that the dude moved to Vegas and just snapped one day. Apparently, he beat his girlfriend to death, wrote a note saying he wasn't sorry, and shot himself in the head. No drugs were found in his system. Everyone was really taken aback by such a nice guy suddenly going crazy like that. I think he was wanting this for a long time.

Not exactly related to the topic because there were no signs to speak of but one of my cousins killed his sister and hid the body, he confessed when his parents came back home and they noticed she was gone, he just turned 18 a few weeks ago and will be serving 17 years in state prison

I also have a condition that impairs my impulse control, but I would never kill someone because of it. That’s never a valid excuse for acts of violence.

My baby brother, who is four years younger than me, was spoiled rotten by my mother until it wasn't cute anymore. By that point, it was too late. He likely had mental health issues but to my knowledge has never gotten a diagnosis. He would get extremely jealous if anyone but him received attention to the point of aggressive and eventually violent behavior. I've known he was going to be a criminal since he was at least 10 years old if not younger. We were told that we were not to fight back if he hit us, that we should tell a parent and they would take care of it. They knew, particularly our mother, and she would say that she was going to have our father deal with it when he got home but then never told him. She was effectively allowed him to physically abuse me. The older he got, the more sexualized it became (he would simulate forced oral on me by holding a banana against his crotch and push it into my face, for example). He was also stealing from me and would use drugs and alcohol when he was really too young to do so (around 12 or so). I realized he wasn't going to be stopped, no one was going to protect me, so I hid in my room and would escape the house as often as I could. Eventually, our other brother called the police and he was arrested at the age of 14 for sibling abuse. He was regularly in and out of boys homes and juvenile detention and eventually jail and prison from 1987 until 2003, mainly for theft or drugs. He was attractive, intelligent (though uneducated since he refused to do his school work , eventually dropping out in 9th grade with what amounted to a 6th grade education), artistically talented, and charismatic. He always had a girlfriend but most of them eventually were abused enough to be terrified of him. He was living on the street in New Orleans and working as a street pharmacist specializing in smak when he met a man who would buy cocaine from him. The guy like to have it injected and allowed my brother to do it for him. He trusted my brother and felt sorry for him so he would do his laundry and invite him over to his apartment. My brother was a theif, so of course he was casing the place. He injected the guy with smak so he would nod off and robbed him while he was out, but he came to faster than expected and my brother strangled him to death and then covered him a blanket and turned on the heater and the oven to try to mask when the crime happened. He then took the guys car and all the stuff he'd stolen and tried to pawn it all. He was eventually caught trying to escape the state when he was in the city I live in trying to change his appearance and the passengers in the car were acting suspiciously. He's serving a life sentence without parole. I always believed that had my mother stopped him from abusing me and had they gotten him real help for whatever his issues are, this never would have happened, but my narcissist mother enjoyed that he was hurting me.

I’ve known a few. Never did anyone, ever guess they would kill anyone else. This weirdly happened in the Midwest after my family moved there from a very large city-where I knew zero murderers. There were four different murders with five people ending up dead. Thinking about each one still makes my stomach turn. Each circumstance was a _huge_ shock to everyone who knew them.

I really expected this channel to have at least 1mil, this is good content!! Keep it up!

I just love your voice, I hear it so much it feels like a voice from ‘home’, like a voice of someone you know well and love. Strange… or maybe I spend too much time on RU-vid! Xxx

Never. I knew him from childhood, through church. We went to Sunday School together. His family were salt of the earth people who did so much for the community, and everyone knew them. His sister was my friend, at church and at school. A nicer family you could not find. He murdered his 8 months pregnant wife and their 2 year old daughter.. and said that they had left. It was so out of left field that his family stood by him, because the thought of him harming them was incomprehensible, until the bodies were found. He will spend the rest of his life in prison, the family still visit, but they only refer to him as ‘the boy’. It was such an horrific crime, period, especially in the community where we live, where these things don’t happen. The family just locked themselves away, but they had done nothing wrong, and so people reached out, and brought something of normalcy back into their lives. My heart still breaks for his family, who lost two grandchildren and for the family of his deceased wife, who lost a daughter, sister and two grand children too. Senseless, absolutely senseless and they are no answers as to why.

No clue. Nice, sweet guy. Lived with his with his mom and six sisters. Walked me home from the bar at night. He was stretched out on my couch with me when the when the news report came on. Three local men killed, shot at point blank range in a single night. I was horrified and told him I was concerned for his safety. He shook his head...and told me I was safe. It was weird. Three days later I had mutual friends banging on my door. WHAT??? No WAY was he the murderer. Yes. Yes he was. 💔 Another sweet, quiet friend was imprisoned for life. It was WORSE than murder.😱😱 Are we supposed to be afraid of the NICE ones? Oh, I've met others who were convicted murderers, but at very least they looked and acted in a manner that PROJECTS to others that they are dangerous. They wore billboards. I appreciate the honesty. Wear a SIGN for pete's sake!

I missed this guy. He sounds very sympathetic when reading the more... dark stories

What a great idea it was to listen to this before going to bed

3:06 its called a psychopath, its just that theres no remorse for doing something bad, its less about being addicted to that and more just not felling its bad

Story 6 is just tragic. My dad is a probation and parole officer, and he mostly deals with clients who have severe mental illness or whose brains have been addled by their massive drug use. He talks a lot about his schizophrenic clients and how several of them who accepted treatment regret not getting it sooner, as they recognize their illness contributed significantly to their choices to commit crimes. If mental health starts getting taken more seriously, a lot fewer people will suffer, both those with the illness and those close to them.

I know a guy who killed a 4 month old baby. (Allegedly) It’s my nieces dad. He lived with me for about a year when my sister and niece were younger, he watched my child more times than I can count. My daughter loved him. I liked him. I never in a million years would’ve ever thought he would hurt anyone let alone a child. I’d seen him with children, he was good with them. A few years after my sister and him split he started dating a girl with twin baby boys. He was left in charge of the babies, things went wrong supposedly one wouldn’t stop crying. And he ended up killing the baby. So they say. Honestly I still can’t even bring myself to believe it. He’s out now and though I haven’t seen him, my sister and niece do, I’ve talked to him on fb. It seems so surreal. Idk if I believe he did it or not but i definitely never got the feeling he would. I would probably feel differently if there were more evidence or he had gotten more time. I think there is more to the story and the mom was involved as well. He got about 4 years. I’d like to believe that if he had done it and alone and on purpose he’d still be in prison. Whatever the case tho rest that sweet boys soul.

It is commonly known as a gut feeling. Most people have it, but some listen to it. The OP that had that gut feeling about the man who remodeled their mother's kitchen was right to feel that way.

My across the street neighbor boy. I was a freshman and he was a junior. My house faced his I kept my curtains closed. he didnt do anything but he just made me think something was off. Eventually he was arrested for a murder/suger deal gon wrong in the city. The amount of guns they pulled out of his house his parents claim they didnt know about. The parents wound up moving away.

This vibe 15:21 is actually our fight and flight response kicking in high gear! Some people extremely good survival skills and are highly attuned to our surroundings. Because of this our fight/flight response is always at the forefront. Think of using it when you meet certain people for the first time. Most people would just know.

Didn't know the guy but had a short conversation with a man at a gas station one day. He honestly seemed like he was tweeking at the time. He mentioned he just moved her for a job after getting out of prison. Well that made me nervous so I cut the conversation short payed for my stuff and left. The NEXT DAY cops are everywhere at this hotel. Saw on the news that THAT GUY. "Kidnapped " ,R worded,and killed a 2 year old to the hotel and threw her body in the pool as he ran. I put Kidnapped in quotation because I personally think her parents negligently left the jid with the druggie stranger. They admitted they were doing drugs with the guy and the guy offered the woman money to sleep with him . She turned him down but offered to go pick him up a prostitute she knew. They claimed that the girl was sleeping in thier room but at the scene there was snacks,a sippy cup,and the TV was on cartoons. Who's packing snacks when they kidnap someone? They were all trash and it's devastating what that poor baby had to go through. An old English teacher of mine was in Denise Rader's boy scout troop as a kid

The sad thing is that when thinking about this, I know more people murdered than a murderer. My aunt, my best friend's son, my friend in high school. It's all absolutely shocking. My best friend's son disappeared, only some remains found, and the perpetrator got 34 years. He complained that it was excessive.

A girl I used to tutor when I was in high school ended up taking out her grandfather for abusing her, she was very nice, typical quiet teen, kept to herself and was very polite, but something was wrong about her, she would have that mile long stare and would listen to hardcore death metal at full volume enough to where the other students would just be wondering why. I’d just ask her to turn it down and without hesitation she’d bring the volume down, about a year after I graduated I read the story about what had happened that summer, I wish that I knew the signs of abuse earlier but she knew how to hide them well at times. I wish I could have helped her more than what I did in class.

when my son father started being weird towards me for no reason then it turned into hatred for no reason, when I loved and adored this man. I moved an hour and a half away and I only would see him when he came to get my son. As my son grew older, he started to show hatred towards him for no reason. So, I slowly removed my son from his life. Something last year told me to google his name and I did mind you I have not seen this man in 10 years my son is now 18, so the google searched revealed he killed his brother's daughter and wife with an axe because they asked him to move out their house. Yeah, I knew something was off.

I met my new housemate the day he was signing the rental agreement. I didn't like him. He didn't do anything but my instincts told me he was just like the guy who sexually assaulted me in college. Yeah. His girlfriend moved in, and he turned out to be extremely abusive to her. He was also a drug addict. His behaviour escalated and I was homeless and couch surfing for six months because I fled for my safety after he started keaving weapons lying around the house. It's only a matter of time before he kills someone. When he's arrested for murder no one who's ever met him will be at all surprised.

I have an uncle to casually admitted to killing someone at a family gathering. He told us this story about when he was young, he and his co-workers decided to prank an old lady who worked with them. They had a water canon or something, and they were planning to fire it over her head to scare her. Instead, they knocked her over, she hit her head on the cement, and she died. My uncle's boss found out and decided to keep quiet about it. When my family heard this, they apparently just collectively decided to pretend they didn't hear it. Not that I think much could be done about it at this point. Obviously, it was an accident, but it was really weird how he just decided to tell us this story like it was no big deal. I don't think he's dangerous, but he does have blood on his hands. My aunt, who married him a few years ago, seems happy with him, and she hasn't been happy since... Well, ever. My whole life, any time I was around her, she was complaining about how miserable she was. Since she got with him, that has changed. She stopped hoarding, she's lost weight, and she actually seems to be enjoying life. So I have mixed feelings about my uncle.

At the end of the day, we are animals. And most animals have hardwired instincts to survive. That gut feeling most people get are those instincts telling them that something is off. It's not always perfect, but it keeps humans alive when you listen to it most of the time. It's like the feeling you get when someone is looking at you. Part of your brain is hardwired to understand that feeling and know something is happening. Again, we as a species are still animals, and animals all go with their instincts, so it's not crazy to think that humans have their own set of instincts that keep them from danger. It's just whether or not the human listens to them or ignores them. Just like with most animals, survival of the fittest is a thing with humans. Those who listen to their instincts and the warnings in their head and gut telling them that there is danger, are more likely to survive. Those that either don't have it or aren't in tune with it, are most likely to get themselves in sticky situations that usually end horribly. It's like with flight or fight. Your body and the subconscious part of our brains that we tend not to use daily, will know what it wants to do in any situation. Some people just freeze. Some run. Some fight to the end. In the end, we are a part of the animal kingdom.

For the record. People pulling away from others might been introverts, or just tired of all the c®ap people keep putting others in. Not murderers already.

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I knew him in elementary school, but we drifted apart once middle school hit. No clear signs when I knew him. He was a quiet, shy, polite kid with extremely religious parents.

in 2004, i was about 12 years old, and I was at a christian summer camp whit a boy that seemd to be kind of emotionless, but i never thought that he would be capable of doing anything, but boy was i wrong. Fast forward about 8 years, and i was out partying. (legal drinking age is 18 here were i live) I called my mom to come and pick me up, but after a while she called me back and said, that she was unable to come, because the police had closed the road for safety reasons, because there was something going on. After a while i was eating Kebab at a kebab stand, where i suddently saw a car being chased by the police at a high speed, and the driver got caught at the harbour not far away where i was standing. Turns out, it was the same guy i was at the summer camp with. He had stolen a car, set a hotel on fire (which burned down to the ground) and had fired multple shots at the police. He got paroled, and was banned from drinking alcohol for a certain amount of time. During his parole, he attended a wedding anniversary, and ofc, he drank alcohol there. At an afterparty, he stabbed a guy in his throat, killing him. It was revealed, that he had been sexually assaulted multiple times at the hotel that he burned down, and nobody knew about it, because he had kept it in within himself.

The best way i can describe vibes is kinda like reading between the lines. But sometimes without even trying i can see someones auras. Normally its to let me know if someone is either being deceitful or they just aren't good to be around. It really just depends on the situation really. I don't have a strong grasps on auraus yet but i juat base it off of the emotions i feel from the different colors Ive seen.

I knew two murderers. One was in my Latin class and the other was in my honors History class. I would never have suspected that either of them would end up killing someone.

People who usually get this vibe have gone through lots of experiences in life, or have extreme aware of their surroundings, and can pick up on body language, social cues, etc. Our intuition is no lie, yes. But a lot of comes form reading what is going on around you. If you get that "gut feeling" 9 out of 10 times it is as @janemba42 said, your survival instincts picking up on a threat.

The police can't arrest somebody for something that they might do. Especially something that somebody else thinks they might do. I'm not sure what people expect the police to do when somebody thinks this person might kill somebody someday. What if somebody said that about you and it was untrue?

The dad of one of my best friends since I was in high school (I’m 36 now) shot and killed his stepmom while their 15 year old son was at home in Dec 2022. From what I understand, she wanted the house in the divorce (a very cluttered hoarder house), and he wasn’t having it. I spent a lot of time with their whole family over the years, and it still feels surreal when I see him listed in the local jail registry. I knew that they had a somewhat volatile relationship, but I didn’t expect it would come to something so extreme. Thankfully my friend is handling it well and currently doesn’t speak to his dad that I’m aware of.

Honestly, the most scary thing about this is the guy who got caught because a relative used a genetic testing site. Anyone who thinks that these "Discover your heritage!" ideas are fun and cutesy? It would appear that they build a database and let the state have a go at it. I would not want my genetics be known to the state without a warrant.

My ex boyfriend shot and killed his father while he was sleeping on the couch. This occurred after we'd broken up many years prior. He's in prison and his mom has become very close to my parents (he had been friends with my younger brother for years and my parents stepped in to support her after the situation was done). She is in her 40's and has repeatedly requested to be deployed (and has been) in order to stay away from the house as much as possible.

There are some people nature just said no to. Humanity would be wise to follow that example.

The fact you can buy a k*** kit online is so disturbing

I think the vibe is primal. Animals can sense danger and so can we. The difference between us and a deer is that we rationalize the sense of danger. Try to make ourselves believe we're safe. Don't take for granted when the hairs on the back of your neck stand up and you get a bad vibe.

My Nan, she met ‘The Yorkshire Ripper’ in a pub in Halifax. He asked her and her friend to go with him to “party” but she got a bad feeling and didn’t go. She told me that he was very charismatic and handsome. It’s so chilling to me tbh

when i was 13 my group ranging from 12-18yr olds would go drink in this field and there was this boy that’d always sit kinda far away but just watch us eventually i’d chat to him i remember being so drunk and he took me a walk through the forest when it was dark and he wouldn’t let me leave i remember just being scared and running and not stopping til i got to my friends, a month later his face was on the news because he killed his mum and sister and stayed in the house with their bodies for 2 weeks, i was 13 he was 19 he got 50 smfn years, im about to be 19 now and i think about him a lot it was months of watching our group before anyone even spoke to him maybe if we made friends with him earlier those 2 lovely ladies would still be here his sister was my age:(

I worked at a cell phone store that had a regular customer walk in all the time, and would request that i help them every time. Followed me to every store I was transfered to. Well, after 9 years working for the company, i decided to leave and explore better opportunities. They gave me an edible arrangement and everything as a going away gift. Fast forward 2 years later, I'm watching the news and their mug shot comes on my screen. They were arrested with one other person for the murder of a woman. I didn't keep up with the case, but as soon as i saw the mugshot, i looked up the person's name and found a couple local articles about it. Screen shot it and sent it to other coworkers because I was so freaked out. Sure they were a bit conceited and full of themselves, but I honestly didn't think they had the capability to MURDER someone. Still trips me out to this day.

Charles Manson was a poor mans Charles Manson.

Story 1 - of course she didn't deserve that, and in no way am O trying to blame her, I suspect she was a great mother. I just wanted to add 2 things, 1. Just because someone seems nice in the community doesn't mean you know what goes on behind closed doors (I'm sure nothing in this case, but I think it's important to remember). 2. Please as a parent seek mental health treatment for your child - maybe this happened despite that, but please look at your child objectively every now and then. It's so easy to be defensive and think they are perfect- or at least start thinking 'that's just their personality'/'they'll grow out of it'/'I can love them enough that they'll change'. Maybe the parents never noticed anything wrong, or already sought professional help, it's just sad that perhaps in the right circumstances this may have been prevented.

A woman in the back part of my neighborhood lit her husband on fire. There was some financial issues and she wasn’t doing her share (was told this story years ago so details are fuzzy at best) and her ran outside and died. We knew them and they would have bbqs for 4th of July. I didn’t see her a lot before it happened but her husband was cool.

The VIBE of a psychopath is NOT clear to MOST people at all. Some of us see it very fast because of surviving childhood trauma with someone like that. Just 2 days ago I spotted an old creep at the grocery store- Frankly he just went in to leer at the young women and …at one 3 year old girl as well. He literally was in there the entire time we were and we got a whole cartful stocking up. He left with One item!!! 40 minutes for one item! Plus he was there before us-NOT sure maybe he hd been there 2 hours but I saw his face. If he had tried to talk or touch that girl or my daughter (grown now) who he’d been leering at I might have attacked him!

The fact that many deaths could have been prevented if each of these people followed their instincts and if they suspected something they said something, I always hear people say they think weird stuff is happening but they just go on and leave the child or victim to keep suffering, idk I feel kinda sad that most of these people didn’t do anything to help these victims 😭

8:44 gave me chills

I have a friend of a friend who killed someone with her boyfriend. Because the guy liked her. It was pretty horrendous. They tied him to a tree, stabbed him, left him for dead, came back the next night, and he was still alive. The fatally stabbed him. They then returned the knife to the store. There were a couple of documentaries made about it. I think they're out of prison now, but I'm not sure.

I went to middle school with someone who was convicted of at least one murder and is suspected to be a serial killer (Major Morris). He was creepy almost 60 years ago when he was 11. Seriously creepy.

I'm really curious about if this one guy I went to school with will turn out to murder someone. Everyone in our class had said multiple times, if he ended up murdering someone, no one would be surprised at all. He genuinely enjoyed messing with people or hurting people. He would throw large blocks of wood at me, grab me, kick me full force, shove me, ruin my projects. I know for a fact the only reason I was targeted was because he was like 6'4 and I'm 5'2 and a girl. It was easy for him

Bro- if you can't jam to "Thrift Shop" or enjoy "Same Love", maybe YOU'RE the next murderer! 😳😂

I didnt know until after the fact. Someone i worked with murdered his girlfriend who i knew from a social event. He posted as her and made it seem like she went off with another man and was rude to everyone, to make people not want tk look for her. Eveeyone in the social group fell for it, it was a big issue. Good thing the police did their job and found her body buried in his backyard. Le yikes. I found out from another coworker. I dont know if the socisl group ever found out.