—Verneita Boonlom, Quora

—David Breaux, Quora

—Jeanne Caroline Yates, Quora

—Lee Thé

—Lesly Harris, Quora

—Mary Ann Besser, Quora

"So we got back to my house and, although the house seemed undisturbed inside, when we checked the back porch, there were some men’s clothing: a jacket, shirt, underwear, and pants strewn across the floor. I called the police yet again to make another report, and after that, I locked up the porch and tried to get some rest. But, as I was trying to go to sleep, I remembered I had not turned on the porch light, so trying not to wake up my friend, tiptoed though the house to the back porch light switch to turn the porch light on, but first opened the drapes just enough to see what was there when I turned the light on. This surprised a naked man (my stalker) who looked like he was trying to jimmy the porch lock open!

I called the police yet again, and they searched the entire neighborhood, stopped every car coming in or leaving, knocked on every neighbor’s door, and questioned all that answered, and they still could not find him. So they left and we went back to bed.

However, not much later, my neighbors across the street found they could not go back to sleep after hearing about the stalker. They were sitting outside on their front porch and called 911 when they observed a (still naked) man sneaking around the side of the house to my back porch door, where he again tried to break in. This time, the police called me to warn me about a man attempting to break in, but he disappeared again when the police showed up, and they still could not find him. A bit later, around 4:00 a.m., the police finally caught him after someone reported a naked man getting into a white van on a street a few blocks away.

With that came the end of my stalking nightmare. He went to jail for quite a long time, and I still have a restraining order on him."

—Alison Hartough, Quora

"Six minutes later, another voicemail was left: 'Mama...please. My phone was stolen, and I don't remember your work number. Please don't be mad. These workers are helping my nosebleed...hang on, this guy wants to say something...Hello ma'am. My name is Jim XX with XXX Construction. Don't worry; she's in good hands. I have three daughters around her age. Your daughter needs to see a doctor — they got her pretty good. I don't have the whole story; all I know is that your daughter was attacked and jumped by a few girls at school. Her injuries aren't severe but should be looked at. She left school because the people in the office wouldn't allow her to contact you. Thank you.'

Apparently, my daughter stood up for another girl getting picked on. The bullies turned their anger toward my daughter, and the principal only witnessed my daughter's final blows and two girls fleeing. She didn't even follow up and ask my daughter's story."

—Dawn Fawkes, Quora

—Raymond De Vries, Quora

—Roosevelt Wallace, Quora

—Stranger Things, Quora

—Michael Lam, Quora

—Melissa, Quora

Has someone ever left you a really frightening voicemail? Tell us in the comments.

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