3 Creepy TRUE Hitchhiking Horror Stories

so this was told to me by an old family friend Nikki numerous times as a kid growing up as one of those life advice stories to keep in mind through the years then to her credit I've never forgotten it whenever anything associated with hitchhiking comes up it always springs to mind and probably always will even makes me a bit ill whenever I think about it actually so Nikki who grew up at the same time as my dad so this was about early 80s I believe she was a young woman in her mid-20s she's one of those real kind-hearted Souls always willing to help another out in the time of need you know and I can't imagine her being anything other than that when she was younger so I totally see her doing this too so driving into the city which was about a two-hour drive from town she saw a man walking down the side of the road as she neared he turned and in typical hitchhiker manner stuck out the old arm and thumb Nikki bless her heart pulled over and asked him if he needed any help she told me he was really polite if not a bit shy when he asked for a lift into the city Nikki gave a smile and popped open the passenger door for the guy who then tossed his bag into the back seat and buckled up for the ride ahead they talked pleasantly for most of the trip about friends the news etc you know happy small talk she felt that they were getting along very well and even bought him dinner at the pitstop a little over halfway there she says he seemed really flustered and awkward when she paid but one of the things they talked about was money and how he was pretty damn strapped for cash which was why he was hitchhiking in the first place but he eventually relented and they went on their way as soon as they got into the city he thanked her profuse ly for the ride and the food and has to be dropped off once they hit downtown before getting out he asked for Nikki's phone number so he could contact her one day and maybe catch up thrilled at the prospect of knowing how her new friend was faring Nikki wrote it down for him and drove off with the warm feeling of having done a good deed now I'm sorry if you were expecting something creepy to have happened by now but I think this is what freaked me out so much as a kid how nice everything seemed to have worked out Nikki gets this crease in her forehead and a funny look in her eye when she tells me this next part how a week later she got a phone call from the same man she had picked up he didn't let her get a word in edgewise after hello and told her that she should thank God that she was raised so nice because when he first got in the car he was planning on raping and murdering her once they got to that pit stop that he was going to steal that car and dumped her body in a ditch further down the road and go on his merry way but after she talked with him so kindly and even treated him to dinner with a smile on her face he couldn't bring himself to do it he didn't think that he could live with himself after doing that to such a nice lady the man's final words on the phone were please Nikki please never ever pick up another hitchhiker then he hung up the phone Nikki never got a call from him again when she tried redialing the number she got a payphone and so I've learned one important thing from this story that I'm going to take that man's advice and never ever pick up a hitchhiker the wrong hitchhiker by Nathan bartholomae I've learned one thing from my one-and-only experience picking up a hitchhiker don't pick up a hitchhiker it was a Saturday night probably around 1:00 in the morning I was driving down the 542 in New Jersey a route I commonly took to get into town it was a long stretch of nothing but woods on either side with the occasional residents I was on my way back home from town and as usual at this time of night around our quiet old town there was not a single other car on the road I turned on the off-road lights on my Jeep to have optimal vision on the unlit highway which allowed me to spot somebody far down the road just standing at the side as I got closer I saw him raise his arm up and stick up his thumb he was trying to hitch a ride my heart started racing I had no idea if I should stop or not I slowed down just to get a better look at the guy first of all he seemed like a younger man maybe 28 he had on a light grey hoodie with the hood over his head and blue denim jeans the time to make a decision was immediate and with a lack of my better judgment in the heat of the moment I came to a stop rolled down the window and asked where are you heading to friend just up the road he said in a deep quiet tone hop in I called out the window he opened the door to my Jeep and stepped inside slowly Jeep Wranglers have very tight seals on the doors so when he tried to close the door the first time it didn't shut I politely said oh the door didn't shut just open and slam it shut real hard these doors are hard to closed the body language he was giving off in response was unsettling about three seconds after I had finished my sentence he looked at me then turned his head slowly to the right and again waited three or four more seconds before finally opening the door and then slamming it back shut by the way this guy was moving I already regretted my decision to let him and I put my foot on the gas and we started moving along the road the speed limit on this road was 55 but I was going 75 just to get the guy to his destination quicker so how far did you say you're going there was an awkward gap of silence before he replied with just a few miles up I wanted to turn the radio on to kill this awkward and downright creepy silence but something in my head told me not to for whatever reason suddenly I could see just through the corner of my eye that the man had turned his head and was staring in my direction at this point I was telling myself that I needed to get this guy out of my car for a good mile I felt his gaze just hitting me like a brick and all the while I tried my best not to look back finally he turned his head the other way and said you know I've been wondering for the longest time if it's just worth it to end it all I looked at him in confusion he dug his hand into his pocket and said I've been carrying this knife with me for the past few weeks wondering when the right time would come he pulled out a big red knife from his pocket and at that instant I felt like my stomach had dropped out of my body I told him to put the knife away immediately he told me in a calm emotionless voice pull over next to that sign I did what he said coming to a stop next to a speed limit sign and what followed still haunts me he began to slit his forearm next to three other scars from previous assumed self-inflicted cuts and let out a disturbing moan I managed to choke out the words you need to get out of my car right now buddy he looked at me again and said get out of the car I want to show you something I told him no and he raised his knife up closer to me as an obvious threat just get out for a second there's something I want to show you behind that sign I knew my life was on the line and I had to be smart I said yeah okay man let's go I opened the door to my Jeep making a point of leaving it open raised my hands in the air and backed away slowly from the door he too left the car and started walking over to my side at the exact moment that he was directly behind the car I jumped back in threw it into drive and floored it down the road never looking back I got back home within 10 minutes still breathing heavily and wanting to throw up this was the scariest thing that has ever happened to me and I urge everybody in anybody that if you by some chance see a hitchhiker on a dead road at some odd hours of the night do not take any course of action other than speeding right past them three months after I turned 16 in 2005 I got my first car a 99 Toyota Camry on a warm Saturday night when my friend Alex invited me over to one of his friends big parties I knew I wouldn't be in a condition to drive the Camry home afterward so we carpooled with Alex's girlfriend Briana we lived in the countryside of Virginia meaning less big parties meaning when there was a big party it was a huge deal and everyone would go we lived about five to ten minutes away from this kid's house I knew where he lived as I was acquainted with him but not exactly friends the whole ride there we took the same two-lane highway type road through the woods and this kids house was actually on this road further down at certain points on this road there were a few houses on either side and then it would just go back to being a long empty highway again the house was tiny like a lot of houses around the area but the party was held outside anyways since his closest neighbors were relatively far away and noise wasn't an issue I'll skip most of the party up until the point that Brianna who was supposed to be our designated driver had to suddenly leave for a small family emergency Alex said it was fine and that we'd find a ride home well fast forward another few hours and another few drinks and I could barely even walk straight I checked my watch and it was like 2:00 in the morning I figured it was time to go I started looking for Alex but I couldn't find him anywhere in fact it seemed like everybody I knew had already left I could barely even think straight but I was still furious at the fact that Alex could have actually left without me I asked to use the party hosts phone and dialed Alex's home number after two tries I gave up and then realized I shouldn't wake his family up so literally not knowing what else to do I dizzily stepped out onto the road and began walking back home I knew this walk would take anywhere from half an hour to an hour in my condition maybe after 15 minutes of walking down the road the slight shine of car headlights on the road was fading in from behind me jumping for joy inside I lifted up my arm and stuck out my thumb as the car neared it slowed down and came to a stop right next to me the man driving the 98 Ford Explorer rolled down the window and asked where you headed I told him my house was just down the road and beyond a right turn probably slurring my words beyond comprehension he chuckled and told me to hop in I thanked him and joyously hopped into the truck I was exhausted and I remember completely disregarding things the guy was asking me because I was so close to just passing out and that's what happened the memories of being in that truck turned to a fog as I'm sure I passed out the next thing I remember I woke up still in the moving truck the guy looked at me and left but didn't say anything I looked around and realized the road we were on wasn't familiar I never asked uh where are we going he then said so what were you doing out this late anyway as the man answered my very straightforward question with another irrelevant question the sobering reality of the situation hit me uh you can you can let me out anywhere I told the man the man responded with a firm no I felt like throwing up as he said that no lie I really actually felt like I was going to throw up I started to gag as I felt more and more nauseous by the second the man took his eyes off the road to look at me and that's when I thought of the perfect distraction I turned in his direction as I continued to gag and he started to kind of lean away and slow down the car thankfully I drank as much as I did because I finally threw up and made a point of doing it all over the man's lap the man yelled in frustration and stopped the car and that's when I took it upon myself to run for my life into the woods and duck behind a few bushes the man came following into the woods with a flashlight and on two separate occasions he shined the light straight over me without noticing eventually I heard his footsteps walk even further into the woods past me that was when I ran back to his truck but unfortunately he was smart enough to lock it by some miracle I saw another car approaching in the distance and I ran out into the middle of the street waving my arms like a lunatic the car tried to avoid me but I wouldn't let it they were forced to stop and I yelled at them to help me before they came back once I told them that I was kidnapped by the man who was driving that Ford Explorer the driver agreed to give me a lift not to the police station or anything but to my house I made it back safely where I couldn't thank the driver enough I immediately woke up my parents and told them my dad wanted to know if I got his tag number and then I felt like punching myself in the face I failed to get the simplest information from the guy that would have allowed me to actually properly report him all I knew was that he drove a faded blue 99 Ford Explorer I made sure to give Alex a piece of my minds and part of me always held a grudge against him ever since just for abandoning me at a party without telling me I haven't seen him in four years now however and this was actually the first time I even thought about this incident for almost a year now as time goes on even the worst of memories may start to fade but after writing this to share with the Internet it's once again fresh in my mind thank you so much for watching and we hope you enjoy but be sure to keep those lights off and tune into the video that mr. nightmare and I have done on my channel about horrific hitchhiking murders you can either click on screen now or in the description below to watch that video and be sure to subscribe while you're there because you won't want to miss what's next

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Published: Thu Aug 18 2016