"When I was a freshman in high school, I had this on and off relationship with a boy. His name was Sean. Anyways, we were on/off through my sophomore year. He ended up cheating on me and I ended it for good.
But when we were together, it was awesome. He was sweet and funny. Just not really for me. The only thing I hated about being with him really was his Brother. His older brother was a compulsive liar who my best friend had a serious crush on... That is until I told her the truth.
He would lie about things that didn't even matter, like saying he was from Japan and adopted when he was clearly a Caucasian and I knew for a fact he had been born in the U.S.A., seeing as I was dating his brother. But other than the lying, the kid was just violent and jealous. Always gave me a serious case of the heebies.
Well, years go by and me and Sean start to try to maintain at least a friendship as he was dating the friend of mine who had originally liked his brother. It didn't bother me that much and they eventually broke up and he and I stopped talking.
Then, one night I got a phone call... It was from my friend. She was telling me that Sean was found buried in the backyard. They think that his brother did it. His family thought it odd when Father's Day rolled around and Sean was nowhere to be seen and no one could get ahold of him.
His poor family uncovered his body in the backyard and had to call the police. They will ultimately have to deal with the death of two sons. I will never be able to forget him and I'm sad we didn't try harder to remain friends. But, I will never truly understand the pain and grief the family lives with every day. So yeah, That's the creepiest thing for me."