From disowning a child to secretly leaving everything to a stranger, people have written many unexpected things in their wills that are only revealed to their family members after their demise. Many times, people have used this closing act to take revenge on their loved ones.
With age, many people tend to think about what would happen to their loved ones after death. They know there’s only much they can do to support them, and with that comes the thought of writing a will. The final document decides what would happen to their assets and property after their death.
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Many people write their will when they are healthy and doing fine, but others do it after the doctors tell them they don’t have much time to live. Some divide their assets into parts and leave them for their close ones, while others write something unpredictable that shocks their family.
Netizens on Reddit shared some of the craziest and most bizarre things people wrote in their wills. Many of their family members had no idea what was coming their way.
Comments have been edited for clarity and grammar.
1. The Unexpected Trust Fund
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u/scarlett_pimpernel: I am a qualified solicitor. A lady wanted to create a trust fund of £100,000 for her pet fish. When I asked if it was a particular type of fish, she confirmed it was just an ordinary goldfish.
She wanted it to be fed fresh avocado daily and looked after by a local dog walker after she died. She was absolutely serious.
2. No One Knows about Her
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u/scarlett_pimpernel: Another lady confessed she had a secret daughter and wanted to leave the daughter some money and photographs without the rest of her family finding out. Even her husband does not know. That will be a fun conversation when she passes away.
3. The Lucky Man
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u/mommy5dearest: I worked at an attorney’s office, and a little older lady gave her house and belongings to a bus driver.
She did it because he was nice to her and would help her. We were all waiting for hell to break loose when her family found out.
Her family can contest it. I was a witness to the signing. She seemed fine and knew the answers to the questions, so she wasn’t having mental problems as far as we could tell.
4. The Interesting Clause
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u/WanderCold: I was in my early twenties when I was forced to write a will because of the health insurance I got at work. I discussed it with the in-house lawyer, who approved this specific clause to be added to my will.
The clause read, “My funeral wishes are that I should be buried in a coffin which has been springloaded, such that opening the coffin would cause alarm to future archeologists.”
Then, a bunch of stuff about if this is too costly, I’d be cremated and have my ashes scattered in a specific place.
5. Don’t Forget My Horse!
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u/gabberrella24: I work in probate. The oddest thing I’ve seen in a will is to euthanize their beloved horse, have it cremated, and its ashes scattered with the decedent.
Lucky for her horse, she named a horse that was already dead when she passed away, so the one she got afterward lived to see another farm.
6. A List of Strange Wills
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u/PirateRobotNinjaofDe: Lots of people send their friends and family on weird errands to spread their ashes (leaving money for people to take trips and spread their ashes around the world).
Pet trusts are a fun one. People leave a whole whack of money in a trust to be used for the care of their pets during their life.
However, my favorite ever (that I obviously didn’t draft) was a lawyer who left the bulk of his estate (millions in today’s dollars) to whatever Toronto-area woman had the most children at a specific date some years later. I recall the winner had 10.
7. My Grandfather’s Wish
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u/snoboreddotcom: A few hours after my grandfather’s death, my grandmother came to me with a navy-blue tie featuring pink elephants.
Ridiculous looking, but she said he wore it to intimidate people in business, as someone willing to wear such a ridiculous tie doesn’t care about what people think. That scares people. He wanted me to have it so I could do the same.
8. Different Wishes
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u/ALighterShadeOfPale: I work for a lawyer who does wills. We’ve had a lady put in her will that one of her adult sons would receive his share when he visited a dentist, and the other son would get it if he lost 70lbs.
Another lady put in her will that she wanted her cats cremated with her when she died. We told her that would not happen since human and animal remains are not cremated together. So, she settled on cremated separately and joined together, then buried together.
9. The Long Will
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u/ALighterShadeOfPale: Typically, wills are about ten pages long (for an average person), but a woman once wrote 56 pages.
She detailed EVERYTHING from her house to people. For example, she wrote, “wooden ladle to ____, toilet paper holder to ____, magazine basket to ____.” She did this for every single item in her house.
10. She Wanted to Be with Her Husband
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u/ALighterShadeOfPale: A lady told us to put in her will that she wanted to be buried on her property next to her husband. She lived on a small rural property.
It’s totally illegal to have human remains buried there. She refused to tell us whether her husband was cremated or not and said she did not want to be cremated.
Edit: Her husband had died 5 or 6 years prior. So, it’s not as though it was 50 years ago when things like that may have been a little overlooked.
11. Some Good People
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u/ALighterShadeOfPale: We had a man put in his will that his family was to go to the zoo immediately after his burial (that day). We thought that was heartwarming.
Besides that, we work with many people from a particular religion. Many people we write wills for leave at least 90% of their estates to the church instead of their families.
12. The Elvis Impersonator
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u/whatshisfaceboy: I’m not a lawyer, but I have this story of my rich uncle. He would visit us when we were kids, maybe once every ten years. The last time he did, he brought us to a Denny’s.
When he died, he had no friends. Besides that, his wife died due to substance abuse, and that was because of him. He left his entire estate to an Elvis impersonator. Everything.
13. The Only Beneficiary
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u/AnotherDrunkCanadian: I used to work at a bank in the estate department. I was an administrator who had to manage the files, including encroachments upon the capital, i.e., “I want to take some money out now, please.”
I had this one account – a multi-million-dollar trust for one single beneficiary – the son of the deceased. Everything about the account looked fine until I learned the child was behind his parents’ death and pleaded insanity.
He was in a mental hospital and called the bank once a year requesting $50 for commissary (to buy chips and gum).
The call was always strange. He was very polite, but the quality of the call made it sound like he was far away from the phone.
14. They Wanted to Take Revenge
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u/Dr_BrOneil: Last week, I handled a matter where the parents left millions in artwork to various people and wads of cash to various charities. Meanwhile, their kids got the family cats as revenge.
It turned out they did it because the kids got them the cats to comfort the parents in their old age. The parents hated the cats, but the kids wouldn’t let them get rid of them.
15. He Wanted to Give Them Something
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u/gaurddog: My great uncle’s official will stated that the contents of his outhouse would go to the City Council of a nearby town after they had tried to take his land twice to build a new water treatment plant.
He spent several years fighting eminent domain claims and wanted to give them something in return. As a joke, his kids boxed up all the books and magazines in the outhouse and dropped them off at City Hall.
16. The Man Was Clueless
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u/[deleted]: I am not a lawyer but work for a will writers/trusts specialist in the UK, currently studying toward my TEP.
One of our earlier clients passed away recently. Turns out the man she left almost everything to, including the residue of her estate–which was considerable–was her regular taxi driver.
She had also named him as her executor. He had no clue. The woman named as her executor and primary beneficiary in her previous two wills, a close friend of many years, was understandably flabbergasted and contested the will.
We responded to her solicitor’s Larke v Nugus request, informed Mr. Taxi Driver (who didn’t even know our client had passed), and the will was upheld.
The friend mentioned above was left a legacy of £5,000 if I remember correctly, but her nose was clearly out of joint.
Bonus observation: It takes a lot less than £ 5,000 being up for grabs to make families turn against each other. It can get really nasty. This is one of the most startling things I’ve learned in my short time in this business.
17. Hidden Fortune
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Deleted user: So, my grandma, bless her heart, lived in this old, run-down trailer for years. Dirt poor, but you wouldn’t know it by the way my husband acted.
He was like a cat on a hot tin roof, waiting for her to pass. He had this wild notion in his head that grandma was sitting on a hidden fortune and that he’d inherit a ticket to Easy Street when she kicked the bucket. Cut to the will reading day.
My husband’s practically rubbing his hands together, telling me, “Sugar, put on a smile, we’re about to be rolling in dough.” We get there, and the lawyer’s all business, asking, “Who’s the ‘husband’ there?” My guy steps up: “That’s me. Is there a problem?”
Then my jaw hitting the floor. The Lawyer: Not at all…The last will of grandma states that the grandma has a hidden fortune. However, it’s to be inherited by the husband only if he fulfills three specific conditions. Otherwise, the entire estate goes to the local animal shelter.”
First, he must live for a year in her old trailer, maintaining it without any modern upgrades or outside help. Second, he’s required to volunteer at the animal shelter every weekend for the next two years.
And finally, he must write a personal essay on the value of humility and compassion, to be read publicly at the shelter’s annual fundraiser.
My husband’s face turned from greedy anticipation to utter disbelief. Grandma sure knew how to teach a lesson from beyond the grave!
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These stories shared by Redditors prove that being a part of someone’s will can make your life better or destroy it forever. It only takes a few sentences to change people’s lives if one decides to mention them in their will. What’s the most bizarre thing you have ever read in someone’s will or heard about? We would love to know about it.
I Heard a Baby Crying from the Basement of Our New House – But We Don’t Have Any Children
My husband and I wanted to start a new life unburdened by our past struggles when we moved into a new house. But what we found instead were relentless sleepless nights plagued by an odd sound. I almost believed it was imaginary until I went on a nightly investigation and unraveled the truth.
When David and I bought the old Victorian house, it felt like the fresh start we desperately needed. After years of heartbreak, we wanted a home where we could rebuild our lives, just the two of us. Its wide porch, creaking floors, and towering turrets made me feel like I was stepping into a storybook. A place like this was supposed to be filled with peace and light. But sometimes, it’s the quiet places that hold the darkest secrets…
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The first night I heard it, I was jolted awake by a sound I couldn’t identify. At first, I thought I was dreaming, but as I sat up in bed, straining to hear, it became clear: a baby was crying. The sharp, desperate wails carried through the stillness of the house, tugging at something deep inside me.
“David,” I whispered, nudging him. “Wake up.”
“Mmm, what is it?” he groaned, pulling the blanket higher.
“I think I hear a baby crying,” I said, my voice trembling. “Listen.”
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David sighed, turning onto his back.
“Ellen, we don’t have a baby. It’s probably just the wind or the old pipes. Houses like this make noise. Go back to sleep.”
His words were logical, but the sound had felt too real, too visceral. It lingered in my mind, even after it stopped. For hours, I lay awake, staring at the ceiling and wondering if I’d imagined it.
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The next night, it happened again.
The cries started faintly but grew louder and more distinct, echoing through the house like a haunting melody. I sat up in bed, clutching the sheets, and waited for my husband to stir. He didn’t. Slowly, I slipped out of bed and padded toward the stairs, careful not to wake him.
The crying seemed to drift through the walls, leading me toward the basement door.
My hand hesitated on the doorknob…
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The basement was still a mess of unpacked boxes and forgotten furniture. We’d barely been down there since moving in. I flicked on the light switch, but the single bulb hanging from the ceiling barely illuminated the space.
Shadows loomed large, and the air was damp and cold. The crying stopped suddenly as if cut off by an invisible hand. I stood frozen, listening to the silence. My heart raced as I backed away from the door and hurried upstairs, telling myself it was just a stray cat outside. But deep down, I knew it wasn’t.
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Days turned into weeks, and the crying sounds became a nightly occurrence. My husband continued brushing it off, suggesting I was stressed from the move. But his dismissiveness only deepened my frustration.
By the end of the week, I couldn’t ignore it anymore.
“David,” I said one evening after I finally decided to confront him, setting my coffee mug down with a thud. “Something is wrong in this house. I know you don’t hear it, but I do. I swear I hear a baby crying! Every single night!”
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He sighed and folded the newspaper in his lap.
“Ellen, you’ve been under a lot of stress. Moving is hard, and this house is old. You’re probably just hearing the pipes or the wind.”
“It’s not the pipes!” I snapped. “Why won’t you believe me?”
His face softened, but I saw a flicker of something, perhaps guilt.
“I believe that you’re hearing something. But maybe it’s not…real. We’ve been through a lot, Ellen. Sometimes stress can play tricks on us. Maybe you should see someone, my love.”
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His words stung, but more than that, they made me doubt myself. Was it all in my head? The thought terrified me. But his momentary expression stuck with me… there was something my husband wasn’t telling me.
That night, I decided to find out the truth. I waited until after David fell asleep before I grabbed a flashlight and crept downstairs. The crying started as I descended the stairs, louder than ever.
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My heart pounded as I scanned the basement with the flashlight beam, the shadows shifting with each movement. Then I saw it: a small, weathered door tucked behind a stack of boxes. My breath caught in my throat.
I’d never noticed the door before. It felt deliberately hidden. In the few weeks that we’d been there, I thought I already knew every inch of this new house, but I was wrong. My hands trembled as I pushed the boxes aside and reached for the rusted knob, not ready for what I was about to discover…
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Inside, a young woman sat on a tattered mattress, clutching a baby to her chest. Her wide, tear-streaked eyes met mine, and she shrank back as if to shield the baby from me.
“Who are you?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper as I balanced myself after suddenly feeling faint. “What are you doing here?”
Before she could answer, I heard footsteps on the stairs. I turned to see my husband, his face pale and drawn.
“Ellen, wait!” he called out, his voice urgent.
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“David,” I said, stepping aside so he could see the woman and the baby. “What is going on? Who is she? Why is she in our basement?”
My husband hesitated, his gaze flickering between me and the woman. Finally, he sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “I can explain,” he said, his voice heavy.
“Then start explaining,” I demanded. “Now!”
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David nodded toward the woman.
“Her name is Esther,” he said. “She’s nineteen. I found her a few weeks ago, outside the grocery store. She was sitting on a bench with her baby, crying. It was freezing, Ellen. She looked like she hadn’t eaten in days. I couldn’t just leave her there.”
I glanced back at Esther. Her face was pale, her cheeks hollow, and the baby in her arms whimpered softly. My heart ached, but anger surged to the surface.
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“You brought her here?” I asked, my voice trembling. “And hid her from me?”
“I didn’t know how to tell you,” he admitted, his shoulders slumping. “After everything we’ve been through, I thought it might be too much for you.”
His words hit me like a punch to the chest. Everything we’d been through, I knew he meant all the years of trying and failing to have a child. The truth is, I almost always fainted whenever I saw small children.
A therapist I once saw said it was a traumatic response to never having children of my own, so I could understand my husband’s reluctance to expose me to Esther and her son.
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I recalled the endless doctor’s appointments, the hopes raised and dashed again. The quiet grief that had become part of our lives. I thought I’d buried that pain, but now it felt raw and exposed.
Esther’s voice broke through my thoughts.
“I’m so sorry,” she said, tears streaming down her face. “I never wanted to cause trouble. Your husband saved us. I…I don’t know what we would’ve done without him.”
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“I know I didn’t think this through, my love. I thought if I could keep feeding her whenever you were away, she would become strong enough to move out and find shelter elsewhere,” my husband explained.
I looked at her, at the baby in her arms, and saw not an intruder but a frightened girl who needed help. Slowly, I knelt in front of her.
“What’s his name?” I asked gently.
“Samuel,” she whispered.
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That night, we brought Esther and Samuel upstairs. I decided to focus on our guests and figured I’d deal with David’s lies, gaslighting, and betrayal in private. I knew his intentions were good, but the way he went about things, even suggesting I get therapy, was not something I was willing to forgive easily.
So over steaming mugs of tea, Esther told us her story. Her parents had kicked her out of the house when they discovered she was pregnant. The baby’s father had disappeared, leaving her with nothing. She’d been living on the streets, sleeping in parks and bus shelters, when David found her.
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In the weeks that followed, Esther became part of our lives. At first, it was awkward and uncomfortable having a stranger in the house, but Samuel was such a welcome guest that we quickly warmed up to him and his mother.
The house that had once been silent now buzzed with the sounds of a baby’s cries and laughter. I even taught Esther how to cook simple meals and care for herself, and she taught me how to be around and cradle a baby without fainting and feeling the ache of what I’d lost.
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One evening, as we sat in the living room, Samuel asleep in my lap, Esther turned to me with tears in her eyes.
“I don’t know how to thank you,” she said. “You’ve given us so much.”
“You don’t need to thank us,” I replied, my voice warm. “You’re family now.”
For the first time in years, our house felt alive! The crying that had once haunted me was replaced with laughter and love. And though it wasn’t the family I had imagined, it was the family I never knew I needed!
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