40 True PARANORMAL Ghost Stories From Reddit Compilation

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Cedar Rapids Iowa today I saw the devil when most people hear the word devil they think of a red man with horns in a steak well in this case it was a man and complete human form I convinced myself I didn't need new clothes but I was aching to get out of the house I decided to head to a local thrift shop to kill some time before dinner I tried on a few outfits here and there docked at mannequins and eavesdropped on a few fellow shoppers reality TV show worthy drama as I was finishing up my shopping I noticed that my body and mine felt different I had chills up and down my body covering every inch I got nauseous but tried to ignore the feeling my mind was spinning I felt confused and disoriented for a few moments I didn't even know where I was or why I was there it startled me a bit but I didn't want to stress it since I didn't feel well I told myself it was time to head home I left the store without buying a single thing and that's harder than it sounds for a girl like me in a thrift shop and I walked out the door into the parking lot to find my car I was about halfway to my destination when a truck pulled up next to me and stopped I thought it was on but I didn't think much of it all of a sudden the sky got dark everything was blurry the trucks engine turned off a man in his late forties climbed out of his pickup and headed toward the truck bed I felt extremely uneasy and knew something wasn't right but I continued to make my way to the place I had parked just then I heard a voice in my head it wasn't a human voice nor did I hear actual words it was more of a feeling to run I look back at the man once more this time we made eye contact never before have I feared for my life the way I did in that very moment when our eyes met his eyes were black blackest night without a moon hey grin the most evil grin showing off his yellow and rotten teeth he began to walk toward me and I muttered a few unrepeatable words still unable to take my eyes off of him I kept feeling like it was a dream a nightmare I wanted so badly to wake up from this traumatizing moment but I couldn't the man had something in his hands as he continued in my direction I broke eye contact caught what I could of my breaths and made a run for it keys in hand I jumped in my front seat slammed and locked the door and took off for home once I saw that was a safe distance from what had just occurred I pulled over I was shaking uncontrollably dizzy unable to breathe nauseated scared in awe I could not comprehend what I had seen my mind just wouldn't let me as I began to catch my breath and calm myself as much as I could the sky started to become light again the world around me was no longer black or fuzzy but finally in focus then it hit me I realized what I had seen and it was something I had never expected to see in my lifetime God had shown me a glimpse of the devil and let me tell you it's not something to ever want or hope to see when the evil feeling consumed me in that parking lot I felt as though I was going to be harmed but my life was in danger that I would be taken or hurt the man did not speak a word nor make a sound and although I had finally made it home physically safe and sound and what felt like a drive that lasted forever my mind will never forget what I saw on October 15 2015 today I saw the devil [Music] the year was 1999 I don't remember the month but it was the beginning of cold stormy weather I was living with my parents in Tranquility California at the time I was partying with some friends in the town of San Joaquin which is 8 miles away from tranquility we were having a good time as the party went on past midnight I got into a fight with a guy that was drunk and causing trouble I had too much to drink as well and after they broke us up I decided it was time for me to go home I had come to the party with a friend of mine we came in his car and when I went looking for him I was told he took off earlier with someone and didn't tell anyone where he was going or when he was coming back well I didn't want to stick around anymore so I started getting ready to walk home using the main highway that connected the two towns others tried to persuade me to stay and wait for my friend but in my state my mind was made up I remember was cold and windy that night and it wasn't the best decision for me to walk the 8 miles home alone but I figured I would hitchhike and hopefully someone would give me a ride I just wanted to get home and go to sleep so I said my goodbyes and started walking I was around one third of the way when I realized I made a mistake I should have stayed and waited for my lame friend that's when I saw some headlights coming toward me in the same direction I was walking I stuck up my thumb and the car drove past me and kept going then another car came down the road and did the same thing it was beginning to get very cold and there was some lightning flashes I was getting ready to turn around and go back when I saw another car coming down the road so I stuck out my thumb in it too drove past me but as soon as it did the brake lights came on and I pulled over I started running up to the car relieved I was finally going to get a ride and get out of the cold as I approached the car the driver's door opened and the driver got out there was something totally wrong with the way he exited the vehicle I mean his body movements were sort of stiff and awkward when I got closer I started to say something when suddenly a bright lightning bolt flashed across the sky and lit everything up and I got a good glimpse of the driver he looked like one of those mannequins you see in those big department stores a blank facial expression with a slight smile and the way it was walking man I became incredibly frightened then the passenger door opened and another occupant stepped out in the same awful manner I could tell by its silhouette against the headlights shining down the road that it was female and another lightning bolt flashed revealing she too was a dummy I think I screamed then I ran into the cornfield that was next to the road the corn was almost 6 feet tall and had recently been irrigated because I was running in mud that was up to my ankles I just kept going not stopping it was tiring running through the mud and just for a few minutes I did stop to catch my breath in that moment I could hear somewhere behind me the corn stalks being rustled I was beginning to feel light-headed and dizzy like I was going to pass out then I heard car doors slamming shut and the sound of the car driving away I didn't go back to the highway no way I was too scared I kept plodding through the cornfield until it came out the other side that's when I sort of collapsed I was shaking all over I stayed there for at least an hour before I headed back the San Joaquin to this day when I think back it could have been someone playing a joke just to scare people I don't know they looked real to me and it was like a nightmare I'm still not quite sure if what I'm about to tell you actually happened or not it could have been a really bad nightmare at least that's what I've been trying to tell myself for years now has anyone ever heard of the pig lady well when I heard of her I was around 12 years old in 2005 I had stayed over at a friend's house and we stayed up all night telling each other scary stories then one girl told us about the pig lady she said that it's someone who has a woman's body with a face of a pig you have to say her name three times and she would appear and chase you there was no way that I believed that then she said it actually happened to her and some old friends of hers before she told me about how the pig lady had chased them through the woods I didn't believe a word that she was saying but I played along anyway after a moment she decided to say her name three times pig lady pig lady pig lady nothing happened I decided that it was just an old scare myth that wasn't the least bit true after the stories were over and we went to sleep it was thundering and lightning outside since the bed was right under the window and we had no curtains up everyone made me sleep on the side of the bed directly under the window both of my friends had went to sleep before me and I had stayed awake listening to the rain then all of a sudden there was a bolt of lightning and I could have sworn and that split second but I had saw someone standing at that window but as soon as I blink my eyes they were gone I kept telling myself that I was just imagining things and that I had to fall asleep and in the morning everything would be fine when I woke the next morning my two friends decided they wanted to walk to the store so I got up took bass got dressed and was ready to go as we walked again we started talking about the pig lady and again one of my friends said her name three times then we all yelled at her at the top of our lungs three times the next thing we knew we heard footsteps behind us on the specific road we were on there was nothing but trees around us my friend's house was the only house on that road and the nearest neighbors were close to the store almost another mile away all of us were afraid to look behind us but every time we stopped walking the footsteps stopped as well um do you all hear that to one of the girls asked me here what I asked being denial before anyone could respond I decided to turn my head for just a second to see exactly what was going on and immediately I wished I didn't the sight I saw was the worst thing I had ever seen in my life it was a woman dressed in a blue jumpsuit with a baseball cap on as soon as I looked behind me she lifted her head and I saw the face of a pig I took off running and screaming without looking back I knew that my friends were somewhere behind her beside me because I could hear their screams over my own when we reached the store ten minutes later I took a chance and looked behind me again what I saw nothing I didn't stop running until I got inside the store though and I didn't see a trace of anything but me and my friends we looked at each other all out of breath and not sure what just happened actually happened we called the girl's mom and asked her to pick us up because we saw a strange guy watching us to this day we swore that it never actually happened we swore it was just our own imagination but how could we all have imagined the same thing and how did that person just up and disappear these are the questions that we have avoided throughout the years and will continue to avoid in the early 1970s my older cousin and his family lived six miles south two miles east of st. Francis South Dakota and an area known as Bowl Creek named four bowls that were pastored in that area my cousin and several other relatives had a drinking party on a Friday evening as the party went on the beer was getting low so he and his son were elected to make a run to get more in the bordering town Kilgore Nebraska ten miles south of bowl Creek he got to the main road and turned south about two miles into the trip he saw man and woman walking my cousin didn't give it a thought as he stopped the car and poked his head out and said in Lakota get in we'll give you a ride to his surprise there were no walkers they had simply vanished he said goosebumps ran up and down his body but he threw the car into drive and continued on about another two miles down the road the same two walkers were on the road south again my cousin's stopped to offer a ride but again the walkers disappeared my cousin zoomed into Kilgore and bought the beer opened a can and poured out the contents and drove home no more incidences on the way home when he got back to the party and told what had happened the party came to an almost dead stop as they all looked at each other scared one had the presence of mind to light a stage even while drinking after that all went home since that time a few persons have related that they choose saw the hitchhikers and offered them a ride but day two disappeared however by word of mouth no-one is to walk that road after dark drunk or sober because of the walkers this was related to me in 1997 when the wife of my cousin talked about it though terrifying it hasn't slowed down the traffic to Kilgore to buy booze this event took place in July 1991 in the Fraser Valley of British Columbia Canada my husband and I bought a small home in the country it was a quiet peaceful area with dairy farms and rolling hills we had lived there a few weeks when one night we were awoken by the sounds of what seemed to be two women in a heated argument we both got up looked around both in the house and outside but everything was still and quiet we thought it strange because the neighbor's dog would have barked if anyone was around and the motion detector lights would have come on if anyone had been around a few minutes later the same thing happened I happened to be in the yard the next day when the lady from the next house over was walking by so I asked if she had heard the argument during the night she said she hadn't heard anything they was quiet for a few days then one morning at around 7 a.m. I woke up to the smell of coffee and fresh bread so I got up and went into the kitchen nothing this happened almost every morning after that our grandkids came to visit and played in the yard often when they went home we could hear a small child cry we would look around but of course there would be no one around this happened after my grandkids went home almost every time it was like this little ghosts missed them once I even heard the voice of a little girl saying grandma I read some books on ghosts which said not to be afraid and speak out to the ghosts so I did I told the child to keep asking for her grandma to come and help shortly after it stopped I would guess her grandma came for her it was kind of sad but I hope I did the right thing by talking to her the other things continued all the time we lived there we had a new roof put on the house and the roofers said there had been a fire in the house there were burn marks over the kitchen area we figured this is what had happened we sold the house and the new owners tore the house down and build a new one so I never did find out about our former home and the history behind it I moved into my home in January of 1991 on the first night I was awoken by a low wavering voice calling for John I set up in bed and looked around my room then I went to the window to see if someone was outside it was a cold winter night and no one was around I went back to bed only to hear the same voice calling for John I sat up in my bed and told the voice to get out and that this was my house The Voice stopped several months later after I got to know my neighbor I asked her who had lived in my home and told her about my story she informed me that a family had lived there for about 20 years and they had a son named John she also said the woman had died and the house was sold John would be in his late 50s now and he was an alcoholic my 8 year old granddaughter Jenny shared my home with me Jenny would come into my room at night and tell me she woke up and knew the ghost was standing beside her bed also things would disappear only to then reappear this went on for a year or so then one morning as I was getting ready for work I heard Jenny upstairs she was in my bed as the ghost said woken her up during the night I ran upstairs to find a terrified child in my bed she said she saw the ghost standing beside her and described a small woman with dark hair she also said the ghost touched her on the leg and her whole body was tingling several years later my son and 2 year old grandson came to live with me and my son started missing objects like scissors etc only to have them mysteriously reappear then he began to wake up at night feeling the ghosts standing and watching him she was back I feel her presence many nights as I sit in the living room by myself I think we have learned to live with each other now these experiences I'm writing about happen to me twice many years apart the first event was back around 1981 when I was a teenager maybe 16 years old I was at my home in Burnaby British Columbia Canada I was alone outside on the back deck reading a book and fully engrossed in it slowly I started to become aware of a strange noise that seemed to be getting closer it sounded somewhat like an animal crying but also sort of human like a little child kind of a crying whimpering sound but not a sound I could identify I finally put down my book and started looking over the deck into the yard to find the source of the strange sound the weird thing is is that the sound became louder and closer sounding but nothing appeared to be making the sound it sounded as though whatever was making the noise was only a few feet away but nothing was there I started to get a bit spooked at this point got my dog and went down into the yard to investigate when I got to the front yard the noise stopped I started looking around but there was nothing to be seen at least by me however my dog certainly seemed to see something in the flowerbed next to the house she started barking and growling with her hackles raised but nothing was visible to me I even pushed all the plants around thinking there must have been a small animal hiding there nothing I thought this was really unusual and could find no explanation for it but since it stopped I sort of forgot about it everything seemed to be back to normal until later that night I was watching TV in the living room with my mom and sister when we heard the strangest noise at the window it sounded as if though someone had taken a wet hand and slowly ran it down the glass making a squeaking type of noise it scared the hell out of me my mom and sister were spooked as well none of us wanted to look outside to see what made the sound finally we made my dad look outside and nothing was there the noise was blamed on kids playing a prank on us even though that had never happened before or since fast forward to 1997 I'm now living in a different house in Surrey British Columbia with my husband and ten month old son we had been in the house for about four months I my son and the cat were the only ones in the house at the time my son was in the living room with baby gates stopping him from crawling into the other rooms I went into the kitchen to do something at the sink when I started to hear this weird crying sound again my first thought was that something was wrong with my son as that was not his normal cry at all I went to look and saw that it wasn't making any sound at all the noise was not coming from him the sound was getting louder as I stood at the top of the stairs the noise seemed to be traveling from the ground level and up the stairs I could hear the sound as it passed by me went through the kitchen and to the back door and stopped the reminded me of the sound I heard back in 1981 another strange thing is that even after the sound stopped my cat was freaked out about that kitchen door for the next few days he was scared to go through it even though he had been using it since we had moved in a weird little coincidence I would like to mention is that a similar thing happened many years earlier to my grandparents back before they were married around 1932 they had a similar experience in my great-grandparents house which was located with farm near Winnipeg Manitoba my grandparents were sitting at the kitchen table one evening when a crying sound started moving around the table they followed the sound outside to a barn where it eventually stopped no explanation could be found it seems to me that all these events are related perhaps my family is haunted by a crying ghost I wonder if anyone else has had a similar experience or has any explanation for it I was about 14 and my best friend Missy was about 17 we lived in a very small town in northern Michigan my state overnighted her house on the weekends often we would usually play cards watch TV or go for walks around the small lake that was the central part of our small town I heard her tell a story to her parents other friends and she would tell it to me often too I heard the babies crying again last night she would say she described hearing babies cry outside her bedroom in the hallway always at night her bedroom was the only room on the second floor to get there we would go up the stairs turn to the right and walk down a hall parallel to the staircase to get to her room at the end of the hall I heard her tell the story many times and I did not disbelieve her I just listened and thought hmm that's weird I guess Missy and I were not the type of people to gossip or make up things and I couldn't see her making up the story to get attention or anything but I would usually just dismiss it then we'd go on about our day until one night when I heard them for myself I slept on a pile of blankets and pillows a blanket nest at the end of her bed we just turned out the light and said goodnight to each other about a minute later I began to hear a baby crying I said Missy I hear them she said don't worry it will stop soon so I didn't worry I just listened the sound went from one baby crying to maybe three then it sounded like it went back down to one baby again then back the multiple babies crying it went on like this for maybe for five minutes it was quite a while when I remember thinking to myself and somewhat of an annoyance when will this stop because it seemed like it had been lasting for quite awhile when it finally ended I think I said something like I don't hear them anymore and we went back to sleep ever since then I believe in ghosts not only because I actually heard them myself but because we both heard them at the same time because I had heard of hurt Elvis story so many times before we never did learn the back story of where these babies came from or what their history was it was very strange to say the least [Music] my house isn't very old but a lot of strange things have happened to me there I've always enjoyed ghost stories and such so I guess I left the man the first time it happened was when I was about six I'm fourteen now I went out to the living room and set down my stuffed toy on its side I turned back around and notice it was now on all fours it was a stuffed webkinz dog at the time I didn't think much of it the next thing happened last year my room and my house is right above the workshop that a man before us had built when he built the basement when I sit in my room through the vent system I can hear voices in the basement even when there is no one down there or any televisions or radios on it's usually a man and a woman talking and the man seems to be angry swearing and yelling and such while the woman cries and he throws things around this year however it got worse lately I've seen a woman and a long white dress passed through my living room in the morning and when I went to shower one morning I heard someone walking around and then laughing from a woman even though I was home alone I've also had a few problems only in my room one morning as I'm waking up from a dream about demon-like things attacking me I felt a cold chill run up my spine and begin to make me shake uncontrollably I couldn't move or scream and I was afraid to open my eyes then I heard a whisper in my ear saying thank you for the things you're going to remember in your head lastly one night a few weeks ago as I lay in my bed I look to my wall and saw a shadow of a person sitting it seemed he had a cloak or something on and I assuming it was a shadow or something in my room got up and moved things on and around my bed to dispel the shadow but it didn't move later that night when it was still there I put my foot down where it would be and felt an insane sensation of cold it has been there every night since this happened on July 21st 2011 I was only way home after spending the whole day in the town of Alice Texas I'm a construction worker and I was looking at some possible jobs I went to three homes that day I talked to the owners to see what they wanted done and gave them an estimate it was 6:00 in the evening when I started head back to be ville but before I got on the main highway I stopped at a restaurant and had some dinner along with a couple of beers it was almost 8:00 when I started down the highway it was beginning to get dark and as I drove by went over the job numbers in my mind one of them was very promising with the potential of making a good profit I called my partner on my phone and discussed the details of the job with him I told him we'd get together tomorrow and hung up I was halfway to Beeville when I noticed up ahead some moving white lights that were on the left side of the road the area I was in gets very dark at night and those dancing lights were the only thing visible against the black background and there was no traffic on the road besides myself as I got closer the life started changing colors they went from white to green blue and then red when I was adjacent to the lights I slowed down to get a better look then I stopped I thought maybe it was another vehicle or something the lights were bright and would move up and down then move in a circular motion I would say the lights were about a quarter mile away but it was hard to judge the distance in the dark I started thinking about the stories and reports I've read about people who have seen UFOs aliens and strange lights in the sky all that stuff and began to conclude I might be having my own encounter I turned off the engine leaving my head dawn and rolled down my window in an effort to hear any sound coming from the lights I heard nothing it was kind of spooky the lights were zigzagging going up and down when suddenly they grouped together and became motionless like they were aware of me slowly they started to get brighter and I realized they were coming toward me I decided I'd had enough and started my truck but as soon as I did my engine died I tried starting it again but it wouldn't start properly the engine was sluggish I turned off the lights thinking maybe that would help meanwhile the lights turned into a gold color and were still getting brighter I tried again to start the engine and this time it did then a startling thing happened when I turn my headlights on their beams started to bend toward the approaching lights I kid you not I've never seen the likes of that before is that even possible I put it into drive and got the hell out of there the beams straightened out as I punched it I kept looking back in my mirror at the lights and when they came in line with the highway I saw the same effect of them getting brighter which meant they were following me now I was scared I was thinking what are they are they some kind of aircraft or what my speed was up to 80 miles per hour and I was beginning to sweat like a dog I looked in my mirror again and now there were only one light but that was a false impression because the lights were travelling in a single file formation nakata and passed over me one after the other lighting up the interior of my truck and a golden hue the lights went on down the highway ahead of me reflecting their brightness off of the ground I slowed down and let them have the road as I did the lights made a left turn in that same single file formation and headed toward the east again my headlight beams started to bend in their direction it was simply amazing the strange lights continued on their easterly path until they were obscured by my view by I imagined some hills all this time my headlight beams would start to bend then straighten out then start to bend again incredible I didn't see the golden lights anymore for the remainder of my trip I was very shaken up by the whole experience and I was so relieved when I finally reached home another legend a skinwalker is a medicine man who has gone to the dark side and is able to shape-shift into animals and other people by night they transform and inflict pain and suffering Oliver life Francis has seen things heard things and felt them born into a family of sensitives this was rather normal and my family were considered odd if you didn't experience abnormal things Francis says we've talked much about their experiences or feelings about them we just accepted them as normal which in fact to us they are but nothing could have prepared a family for what they encountered on a dark desolate road in Arizona 20 years ago it's a mysterious and traumatizing event that haunts them to this day Francis's family had moved from Wyoming to Flagstaff Arizona in 1978 shortly after her high school graduation sometime between 1982 and 1983 20 year-old Frances her father mother and her younger brother took a road trip back to Wyoming in the family pickup truck the trip was a vacation to visit with friends in and around their old hometown the only member of the family not present was her older brother who was in the Army and stationed at Fort Bragg North Carolina the course along Route 163 took them through the Navajo Indian Reservation and through the town of Kayenta just south of the Utah border in the magnificent monument valley navajo tribal park anyone who has lived in Arizona for any length of time knows that the Indian Reservation can be a beautiful if harsh place for non natives many strange things happened up there Francis says even my friend Navajo warned us of traveling through the reservation especially at night along with the warning caliber Frances Native American friends blessed the family and they were on their way the trip to Wyoming was uneventful trip back to Arizona along the same route more than justified the warning from Francis's friend it still gives me goosebumps she says to this day I have major anxiety attacks when I traveled through the north country at night I avoided at all costs it was a warm summer night about 10:00 p.m. when the family's pickup was heading south on 163 about 20 to 30 miles from the town of Kenta it was a moonless nights on this lonely stretch of road so pitch-black that they could only see just a few feet beyond the headlights so dark that closing their eyes actually brought relief from the fathomless black they've been driving for hours with Frances father at the wheel and the vehicles passengers had long ago settled into quiet Frances and her father sandwiched her mother in the truck's cab while her brother enjoyed the night air in the back of the pickup suddenly Francis's father broke the silence we have company he said Frances and her mother turned around and looked out the backslider window sure enough a pair of headlights appeared over the crest of a hill then disappeared as the car went down then reappeared Frances commented to her father that it was nice to have company on the stretch of road if something went wrong neither vehicle and its passengers would be alone Thunder began to rumble from the vast clouded sky the parents decided that their son should come into the cab before he got soaking wet from any rain that might fall Frances opened the slider window and her brother crawled in squeezing between her and her mother Frances turned to close the window and again notice the headlights from the following car they're still behind us her father said they must be going to either Flagstaff or Phoenix or probably meet them Kayenta when we stopped a fuel up Frances watched as the car's headlights crested another hill and began its descent until it disappeared she watched for them to reappear and watched they didn't reappear she told her father that the car should have crested the other hill again hadn't maybe they slowed he suggested or pulled over and that was possible but it Justin makes sense to Francis one hell would a driver slow down or worse yet stop at the bottom of the hill in the middle of the night with nothing around for miles and miles Francis asked this of her father you'd think they'd want to keep sight of the car in front of them in case anything happened she said people do weird stuff when they are driving her father replied so Francis kept watching turning around every few minutes to check for those headlights but they never did reappear when she turned to look one last time she noticed that the pickup was slowing down turning back to look out the windshield she saw that they were rounding a sharp bend in the road and her father had slowed the truck down to about 55 miles per hour and from that moment time itself seemed to slow down for Francis the atmosphere changed somehow taking on an otherworldly quality Francis turned her head to look out the passenger window when her mother screamed and her father cried out Jesus Christ what the hell is that Francis didn't know what was happening but one hand instinctively reached over and held down the button for the lock door and the other tightly grabbed the door handle she braced her back against her small brother and held firmly onto the door still not knowing quite why her brother was now yelling what is it what is it her father immediately flipped on the interior cab light and Francis could see that he was petrified I've never ever seen my father that scared in my whole life Francis says not when he came home from his tours in Vietnam not when he came home from special assignments not even when someone tried to firebomb our house Francis his father was white as a ghost she could see the hair on the back of his neck standing straight out like a cat and so was the hair on his arms she could even see the goosebumps on his skin panic was spilling the small cab Francis's mother was so frightened that she be again shouting in her native Japanese in a high squeaky voice as she frantically wrung her hands the little boy just kept saying oh my god as the pickup sped around the bend in the road Francis could see that the shoulder dropped off deeply into a ditch her father slammed on the brakes to prevent the truck from swerving into the ditch as the pickup was slowing to a stop something leapt out of the ditch at the side of the truck and now Francis could clearly see what had started the panic it was black and hairy and was I level with the passengers in the cab if this was a man it was like no man Francis had ever seen it despite its monstrous appearance whatever this thing was it wore man's clothes it had on a white and blue checkered shirt and long pants I think jeans Francis testifies its arms are raised over its head almost touching the top of the cab this creature remained there for a few seconds looking into the pickup and then the pickup was past it Francis could not believe what she had seen it looked like a hairy man or a hairy and more man's clothing she says but it didn't look like an ape or anything like that its eyes were yellow and its mouth was open although times seemed to freeze and distorted in this moment of fantastic horror it was all over within a few minutes the headlights her little brother coming into the cab and the thing by the time the family reached Kayenta for gas they had finally calmed down Francis and her father climbed out of the pickup and checked the side of the truck to see if the creature had done any damage they were surprised to see that the dust on the side of the truck was undisturbed and so was the dust on the hood and roof of the truck in fact they found nothing out of the ordinary no blood no hair nothing the family stretched their legs and rested and Kayenta for about 20 minutes the car that had been following them never did show up it's as if the car simply vanished they drove home the Flagstaff with the cab light on and the doors securely locked I wish I could say this was the end of the story Frances says but it's not a few nights later around 11 p.m. Frances and her brother were awakened by the sounds of drumming they looked at his bedroom window into the back yard which was surrounded by a fence at first they saw nothing but the forest beyond the fence then drumming grew louder and three or four men appeared behind the wooden fence it looked like they were trying to climb the fence but couldn't quite manage to bring their legs up high enough and swing over Frances recalls unable to get into the yard the men began to chant Frances was so scared she slept with a little brother that night sometime later Frances sought out her Navajo friend hoping she could offer some explanation for these strange incidents she told Frances that was a skinwalker but had tried to attack her family skinwalkers are creatures of Navajo legend witches that can shape-shift into animals but a skinwalker attack them was quite unusual Frances friend told her as it had been a long time since she had heard of any activity about skinwalkers and that they normally don't bother non-natives Frances took her friend back by the fence where she had seen the strange men trying to climb in the Navajo woman considered the scene for a moment then revealed that three or four skinwalkers had visited the house she said that they wanted the family but could not gain access because something was protecting the family Frances was astonished why she asked why would the skinwalkers want her family your family has a lot of power the Navajo woman said and they wanted it again she said that the skinwalkers usually don't bother non-natives but she believed that they wanted the family enough to expose themselves later that day she blessed the perimeter of the property the the vehicles and the family we haven't been bothered by skinwalkers since then Francis says then again I haven't been back the Kayenta I've gone through other towns on the reservation yes at night but I'm not alone I carry a weapon and I carry protective amulets in August 2013 my husband and I were driving home on highway 36 from st. Joseph Missouri to our home just north of Hiawatha Kansas night had just fallen it was just after 9 p.m. between what Vina and Troy there is a slight curve to the left when the left side of the road is a picnic rest area and the remains of an old railroad bridge on the right a large beautiful house just after the curve as an incline in the road we were just beginning up the hill when in front of us was an explosion you know my brain immediately told me it was a head-on collision all we could see was thick dense black smoke covering the entire width of the road blowing through the smoke we could see the orange flames in the yellow light of the wrecked cars headlights I felt panic through my body and immediately began putting my shoes back on you know how your brain can think a million thoughts in a fraction of a second I knew I was going to have to help people and possibly pull bodies out of a burning vehicle the dust and smoke were thick as I stared out the windshield trying to get a visual on the wreckage I know I said something out loud maybe I just screamed at the time my husband was putting on the brakes and swerving onto the shoulder we were about midway up the hill when he got the car stopped before we could get out of the car everything disappeared I'll say it again everything disappeared it was like watching a movie explosion and rewind all the smoke dust headlights and flames seemed to just get sucked up into the air I have no other way to describe it there was nothing not even a car on the highway in front of us my husband and I looked at each other then back out the windshield we were stunned speechless and shaken the vehicle that was behind this head also pulled over the drove back onto the road and slowly went around us they obviously saw something too I remember asking my husband you saw that right he replied uh yeah why do you think I slammed the brakes and pulled over the whole event was completely mind-boggling we started back up the hill I looked out the windows four cars down a ditch a ravine the sides of the road were high no ditches the next day I told my parents about what happened and I also posted my experience on Facebook my dad and several friends told me that three men were killed on that curve I had never noticed it before but there is in fact a cross on the side of the road next to the picnic area two days and many Google searches later I found the article on the crash it took place in August 2007 it wasn't the anniversary day of the crash but it was the same month I tried to find more information and pictures of the crash site to see if the accident occurred on the hill but to no luck I'm not sure what I witness was the tragic recreation of what happened six years prior who knows but the images of what I saw and felt still haunt me I'm interested in knowing if anyone else has experienced anything like this [Music] Chicago Illinois 1977 this is an absolutely true story my father tells a story every so often and when he does it gives me the chills my parents unmarried then or driving to the west of Chicago and I 57 and 11 am headed south when their car just died right in the middle of the highway lane my father frantically tried to start the car with no luck my mother says she was terrified because she knew it was a possibility that another car could smash into their car going over 70 miles per hour they said cars were whizzing by and the wind was so great that it would shake their little car my father said that all of a sudden they looked back and there was a black pickup truck right behind them the truck was at a t-shaped formation with the driver's side door so close to my parents back bumper that it could have been touching my father said that this truck just appeared out of the blue with no sign that it had ever been driven my father stated that in order for the struck to make this perfect t position it would have had to have made several different maneuvers but it didn't it was like he dropped there from the sky my father told my mother what is this fool doing he's going to get someone killed my father said that the man in the truck never got out never rolled down his window nor did the men look my parents way the man just stayed looking forward never even acknowledging my parents my father described the man as having a long neck and sitting in attention like a soldier that has been given an order after about 45 seconds the car finally started when my parents look back to thank the man the truck was gone the only way for the truck to leave was to do a maneuver and drive past them but it didn't it just vanished my parents now know that an angel or perhaps something was there to protect to preserve their future later in the future my parents became ministers of the gospel and have ministered to people all over the world my parents have always been extremely truthful people and they recall this story as if it happened yesterday this happened in Los Angeles California in 2007 three of my friends and I decided to do something unforgettable for once and not stay home watch a movie or go out to some fun place like we always do so my friend Nancy mentioned that we should all go to gravity Hill let me just say that the time was 2:30 a.m. and without hesitation we all agreed as we drove there we were all very excited because we had heard so many stories about this place but as soon as we got to the turn point I got a very uneasy feeling and so did the other girls it was four of us in the car then after thinking about it for a few minutes we looked at each other and said why not we are already here might as well make the best of it we thought so we drove for a while to get up there I thought it was going to be about a mile up the pitch black Hill but it turned out to be like five and we were so scared that none of my friends and I said a word the entire ride upon arriving to this mysterious place the first thing you see is a cemetery and the big white building it almost looked like an insane asylum in the middle of a graveyard I swear to this day that I saw someone or something walk across the cemetery in front of us sort of like a shadowy figure I looked at my phone to see what time it was it was 3:15 a.m. and to make matters worse there was no reception and all four cell phones and we all have different company plans we stopped right next to the cemetery turned off the car but we left it in neutral and waited in the pitch black within five minutes of sitting and looking around the are started to move up the hill by itself we looked at each other and disbelief we became incredibly scared I kept my eyes looking straight ahead because I was afraid to look outside the window thinking I might see someone next to me my friend Nancy who was driving panicked and decided this was it and wanted to get out as soon as possible let me just mention that we were in her new car that she and her husband had just bought a week before as she turned the car around to get out of this place we drove slowly to see if we noticed anything lingering around trying to be brave and as we passed the cemetery she tried to speed out but the car couldn't go more than 20 miles per hour remember this is a brand new car so this kind of thing should not happen and we were terrified and she was freaking out as were the others she had her foot all the way down on the pedal but the car wouldn't budge our bodies felt heavy almost like the gravity was pulling us back but we were far from the mystery point where the car moved on its own I started to pray in silence because I couldn't stand the heaviness of my body and the fact that we were going nowhere at that speed believe it or not the car didn't go any further than 20 miles per hour for about a mile we were all worried that the car would just turn off and we would be stranded in the middle of a pitch-black hill with no phone signal little by little the car started the speed faster and once we hit the last turn to get out of the hills my friend Kathy who was sitting behind me said that as we passed the last turn she saw a figure standing next to a tree so she closed her eyes and started to pray until we got out of the hill our other friend just closed her eyes and fell asleep and she was a little drunk we finally got home and decided that next time we go to this place we will take a camera to see what we can capture I would like to relay a death premonition I had as a child regarding my older brother when I was six my oldest brother was 16 we were very close in fact he was more of a parent to me than a sibling just before Christmas that year 1968 my family went to my brother's high school to watch his band's Christmas concert there in the high school auditorium sitting in the dark listening to the band play something happened the best way to describe it is to say death entered into my dimension even though I was so young I remember so much about it even small details like the purple velvet drapes covering the auditorium walls one moment everything was fine I was slightly bored squirming in my seat hoping the concert would be over sooner than later the next moment a dark heavy feeling came upon me it was overwhelming and didn't know what was going on nothing obvious had happened but something powerful and tragic had I just didn't understand from that moment I knew something horrible was going to happen something that would change my life forever and in an awful way I also knew it had to do completely with my big brother and remember sitting there in the dark silently crying tears rolling down my face I also remember being careful that no one else especially my mother saw what was going on with me I knew of my mother saw the tears she would wonder and ask me why I was crying and I didn't know how to answer that question my limited vocabulary would have made what I was feeling impossible to express and my mother was not one to accept no for an answer so there i sat in the dark auditorium staring at those velvet curtains trying desperately to understand what was going on and wanting the feeling I was experiencing to go away over the next two weeks I spent as much time with my brother as possible as I said before it was more of a parent to me so I usually spent most of my time with him but this was different I was obsessed with having him in my sight followed him like a shadow I would have probably told him but once again I lacked the words or even the understanding to express my feelings to him I would panic any time he left the house and be so relieved when he came back home but the whole time the heavy horrible presence never lifted a week into the new year I was woken up by a pastor's wife instead of by my brother the moons I opened my eyes and saw her next to my bed instead of my brother I knew he was gone and I knew he would never be back the dark feeling was also gone replaced with a different feeling one of total grief and remorse I remember being very defiant with her pastor's wife when she asked me what clothes I wanted to put on I told her billy dresses me every morning I will wait for Billy to come in and get me dressed I was saying these things to see what response they would get from her because I knew the reason why she was here was because Billy wasn't after dressing me she took me downstairs where I and my three other brothers met with our pastor and he told us that Billy had been in a car accident the night before and was no longer with us back in the 80s when I was about eight I lived in East Sussex in the UK and with the school at Michael Hall my mother was a teacher there so I got to go for free on the school grounds is the kid Brook mansion which was built in 1735 where at the time many of the teachers actually lived we were fairly new there and I didn't know much about the place but one of the teachers kids had a birthday and I was invited for a sleepover at the mansion typical kid birthday stuff ensues and we all go to bed eventually in the wee hours of the morning I woke up and needed the fiddle so I crept out of the room and wandered around the great halls so I eventually found a bathroom and did what I needed to do however when I set off back to bed I found that was completely lost and was wandering around when a woman stepped out of a doorway she was dressed in a long white nightgown with a high lacy neck and white robe over it belted around her waist she smiled at me and I said I'm lost I want to go back to bed and she turned around and started walking down the hall I followed her after a couple of turns she stopped by a doorway I came close looked in there was my bed I turned around to say thank you and she was gone I just went to bed without thinking about it any further the next morning everyone was sitting around the table at breakfast and I was looking around for the lady to say thank you to her but I couldn't see her so I asked one of the adults where she was I ended up having to tell the whole story and describe what she looked like cetera and one of the dogs said it must have been lady kid Brooke and I shouldn't worry about it so I didn't I just said that if they saw her to tell her thank you and went back to my porridge over the years I found out that there had not been a lady kid Brooke at the mansion for a few hundred years the story goes that lourd kid Brooke adored his wife and built the mansion for her they had three children and were happy and rich does a few weird stories attached to the local history of the mansion including that the oldest child a boy was a known sadist who tortured the servants and killed at least one a black child brought over as a novelty status symbol servant shortly after the child died though there was a terrible fire which started in the East Wing of the mansion where the children slept everyone got out except the oldest son the youngest daughter when lady kid Brooke realized two of her children were still in the house she rushed back in before the servants could stop her and was killed the younger was later found in the arms of a servant who had managed to get out of the back of the house but hadn't made it to where everyone else had gathered yet so the two who died in the blaze were lady Kidd Brooke and her awful son did I think the kindly lady kid Brooke in the hall says she looked for her own daughter it was an incredibly vivid experience it absolutely happened and then never saw the woman I met in the halls again so I know for a certain she wasn't a teacher there I didn't know or a visitor as the people there were teachers and their kids at the time visitors were not permitted at the mansion without approval from the board I don't remember anything odd about her other than she didn't speak to me the other experience I can't explain happen about four years later we were now living up in the north of Scotland and my mother was teaching at Cluny Hill another mansion and a community center for Finn Dorn foundation they wanted to open a school there for kids of the foundation there was some event there over that particular weekend and my mother was helping decorate the night before and I was bumming around a bit bored I decided to go outside and swing there was an awesome swing hanging off a huge tree on the edge of the gardens so out I went it was a dark late autumn around 8:30 or so the moon was so bright I didn't bother taking it orcses I could see very well in the moonlight I wandered down to the swing and set the flying I must have been out there for half an hour easily having a great time till the sensation of being watched started I slowly got more and more aware as I swung that something was staring at me I started listening while trying to appear super nonchalant as I swung and after a few minutes became aware of some quiet sounds it sounded like something creeping extremely slowly through the wooded undergrowth and rhododendrons at the edge of the garden coming slowly closer to where I was my swing that's slower and slower as I listened when I was absolutely certain someone was in the bushes about ten feet from where I was watching me I stopped the swing got up carefully and stared into the bushes there was a slight slow deliberate movement one of the shadows had shifted and I was reminded of the way my old Tomcat would settle with shoulders down before he pounced at a bird a whips around and started running to the house something burst out of the bushes behind me and started chasing me across the lawn I started screaming as I hit the driveway when I nearly fell whatever was chasing me was so close I could hear its huffing breath whatever was chasing me was big I peeled up the driveway to the front door hammered up the steps and into the alcove as I got to there the door opened and one of the teachers was standing there looking concerned he looked over my head and I saw his jaw drop in utter terror he screamed and snatched me and dragged me inside as he grabbed my shoulder I was whipped around and I saw a huge black hind end disappearing down the steps towards the lawn in front of the house the last thing I saw was the flick of a long thick tail my teacher was still yelling as he slammed the door and locked it at this point there was a lot of running around and yelling and then the police showed up I wasn't quite a lot of shocked at this point so most of it is a big blur at this point honestly and remember the teacher who had opened the door being completely white and needed to be sat down and calmed for quite a while he swore up and down that what he'd seen chasing me was a big black panther I don't know what was chasing me I didn't clearly see it all I know is something chased me and it was a big animal the police were not convinced and implied quite strongly that if I hadn't made the whole thing up perhaps a stray dog had Jason II and illicit substances were involved with what my teacher saw the poor teachers started drinking heavily after this just to be able to sleep and had a pretty major mental breakdown about two weeks after this and left the school I was terrified of the woods for a long long time in fact even now they make me extremely uncomfortable this story isn't my story so much as it is my wife's a few years ago my wife and I decided to take a little trip to Gettysburg for her birthday we were living in Maryland at the time so it was a quick hop up there for a weekend getaway perhaps not the most romantic place on the planet but we figured we'd see the battlefield and maybe take a corny ghost tour when we arrived at the hotel the first night we had just come from the battlefield tour a self-guided CD tour which you can take in the comfort of your own car we checked in went to our room we were tired and wanted to lay down for a few minutes before making our evening plans we pulled back the sheets and there were blood stains in them totally grossed out we called the front desk and demanded clean sheets we were told that they were out of clean sheets this was a Comfort Inn not exactly the Ritz but that we could stay in the suite if we wanted well who doesn't want a free upgrade we were told that the suite was the building across the parking lot it's a small house like building in the middle of the parking lot actually there are two rooms the upper and the lower we were assign the upper room which is a suite complete with a large open living room bedroom good-sized bathroom and a full kitchen we were tickled pink that night we had dinner in town and we went on a ghost tour it was interesting but not overly scary and we didn't hear anything about a hotel or anything like that it was a fun evening and afterwards we were exhausted we returned to the hotel at around 11:00 p.m. and hit the rack around 2:00 a.m. I am violently and noisily awakened by my wife who was screaming at me to wake up I do and she tells me in a panic that before I woke up I had a softball-sized orb of light hovering about three inches over my head but as soon as she cried out to me it vanished I never saw it but she swears up and down that it was there she's not the kind of person who makes up stories so I believe her we later found out that the room we were staying and was during the Battle of Gettysburg Confederate HQ complete with field hospital it is considered one of the most haunted places in Gettysburg and we had no idea at the time to this day my wife will swear she saw the orb but doesn't like to talk about it because she's afraid people will think she's crazy [Music] I was 17 still in high school but didn't have much longer left I was still dating my first ex girlfriend at the time and it's something she and I will never forget of course we no longer talk but it would be way too hard for anyone to forget something so extreme we were having a nice night at her aunt's house about 12 miles away from my house her parents were close to my father as they'd known each other for well over 15 years so we were all very close and she was coming back with me to spend the night it was a pretty great time overall the ride back was great both in great moods didn't drink didn't do drugs both played high school sports and remember everything was great up until we got to the road my dad lives on in a small town in the United States it was around 11 p.m. and I remember as I approached the road I hit my right turn signal and I saw this kid walking in a red hoodie in blue shorts I immediately tried to find rhyme or reason given the time of day which was Saturday and the kid looked no older than 11 or 12 what's he doing walking at this time is he okay where's he going rapid questions it's a safe town and all but what kid really roams the streets at 11 p.m. I remembered just before making the turn every bit of joy or happiness I'd south from the night's events were completely drained out and replaced with deep depression hugest mood swing ever I made the turn and that's when I realize this kids trying to commit suicide and my expense was the thought as he turned when I did and walked right on in front of my truck I hit the brakes and swerved to go around but stopped right by him worst thing that could have happened besides turning someone's child into a speed bump we both looked over at the passenger side window and saw his face the end stopped walking but I was maybe a foot to the side of him he was staring slightly upwards and his eyes were completely white it was almost like staring at a real-life zombie in the face since a space had this look of complete cluelessness like if someone were brain dead and drooling with the mouth hanging open my ex panicked and screamed it's not real please go it's not real nice Linda gasps lost for words but an idiot I hit the brakes moments after spitting off a matter of maybe 30 yards I looked in the rearview nothing no one I reluctantly opened my door as to try to just make some sense of anything hoping there would be a kid there walking no one I got back in she was still freaking out and I drove to my dad's and lost my mind I forced him to take us on a ride down the road and through town to try to find anyone resembling the kid the town was absolutely empty I don't even believe we slept that night get the lights on watching comedies trying to forget because not only did we know what we saw neither of us wanted to acknowledge the fact that he never stopped walking and he would have had to walk right through the side or back of the vehicle by the time we drove off and hurry it took a moment before we saw his expression in eyes so when we swerved around him we came to a complete stop for at least a few moments and he was right at the window when we sped off the most perplexing part of all was that we both knew that when we initially saw him there was no transparent qualities completely in flesh just not he looked as real as any other real person we've seen and that was that it crosses my mind from time to time but I try not to dwell on it over the years I've wondered why us why me why did he want me and us to see him was there any real reason to it at all I also tried to find out if there had been any bad accidents or deaths on that road but turned up with nothing [Music] this summer me and my girlfriend decided to now a trip off the bucket list in state on the 4th floor of the Stanley Hotel for 4 nights for those who don't know this is the haunted floor and there's been paranormal activity in every room paranormal stuff starts happening right away when we step into the elevator and start going up we both hear a faint whisper and I bring to her attention only to have her tell me she heard it too the night we walked into town to a place called the wheel bar ended up probably being one of the coolest bars have had the fortune to find it was a late night and we came back to the Stanley at about 2:00 a.m. I take a couple pictures because the lobby looks absolutely stunning with the dim lighting the next morning we wake up and as I'm looking through my pictures I find an anomaly to me almost appeared as it though it was a child others disagree with me other weird stuff happened my phone bouncing around on my stomach after I sent it there in bed and my girlfriend feeling hands run down her back when she got out of the shower we also would hear footsteps in the Attic that was above a room pretty much all night every night I would say the other creepiest thing was that while wandering the hotel seeking out paranormal stuff on what I think was the third night we actually happen to run into another couple doing the same after talking to them for a few minutes the girl lets it slip that they're staying in 217 the room Stephen King stayed and that inspired him to write The Shining and also a major plot point of the movie and book being a king fan I asked in a polite manner if they minded if we see the room we ended up doing an EVP session and when we asked the question if it worked at the Stanley we got an audible No at first I thought it was my girlfriend but when I realized it wasn't her voice or anyone else in the rooms voice I shit bricks there was plenty of other stuff that hadn't happened but the only other thing I'm going to mention is that we had an EMF detector that was supplied by the hotel they sell them to you if you get the fourth-floor package and we were asking if it was a kid you got a definite yes asked if it was a little girl you got the same response I started asking it if it liked gains and the meter went absolutely ape shit asked of it like tag and the meter spiked up as far as it will go so I stood up and both down the hall as fast as I could my girlfriend another witness has said that as soon as I took off the meter dropped all the way down to its lowest level and all activity stopped I guess it did like tag and that was the first time ever in my life that I played a game with a ghost it was the summer of 2005 but this experiences burned into my memory as if it happened last month I was in college staying for the summer at the school at an off-campus house rented by four of my fraternity brothers as such it was as a boisterous house lots of people coming and going frequent parties often loud music all those sorts of things from young college-age guys this house was built in 1930 nothing remarkable located in a small Virginian town with a lot of history this is a Sunday night and it was a bit different than usual all of my roommates were out of town I was alone for the evening it wasn't the first time to be alone but it was certainly rare for only one person to be in the house oftentimes friends would crash on couches and there would be more than four people who lived there bounding about I didn't have anything to drink watch some TV and turned into bed around midnight and usually sleep well I've never suffered any sort of sleep paralysis or even in a frightening nightmares but on this night I couldn't fall asleep I felt like I was being watched by Ghana confirmed all doors were locked and lights were off and laid back down as soon as I got back in bed I saw an Froese and fear what I saw was difficult to describe but impossible to forget it was a black black shadow and the silhouette of a person but that was it I could tell it was much darker and left an outline to the wall behind it when I saw it a chill went up my spine I couldn't see many features but could instantly tell it was looking at me I'm laying on my back just frozen in fear I could physically move but I was so scared I just laid as still as possible was I just freaking myself out I asked I don't think I was the firehouse was down the road and ambulance and fire trucks frequently drove on the street outside the window of the room I lived in in the first floor but heard the sirens and remained still the red flashing lights as the truck drove I briefly illuminated the room the outline of the shadow was a hundred percent there there was no doubt in my mind some sort of dark shadow was in the room at the foot of my bed looking at me no I couldn't see any eyes and I had no doubt it wasn't a living human being then it started moving not really walking but as if on a Segway just sliding slowly but steadily when I first saw it it was to my right just beyond my foot it was moving to my left it got to the end of the bed and turned to me seeming to rotate so it's dark head was ever focused and locked on me just typing this now gives me chills and goosebumps all these years later once it turned it slowly made its way down the bed closer to me I was frozen with fear praying it would go away I considered screaming I considered running out the room I thought about rolling over and pulling the sheets over my head and just pretending I was somehow tricking myself into imagining but I just couldn't because I knew I wasn't tricking myself finally as it got almost up to me it seemingly started leaning down right into my face the black silhouette varied stint I just squeeze my eyes tight and refused to open them I stayed that way petrified and awake but with my eyes closed for what felt like hours I once slowly opened them and couldn't tell if the figure was still close to me or not but I was so freaked out I didn't know what was going on finally at first light pretty early at this time of the year I got up and ran out of the house stopping only to grab a shirt and sandals and basically sprinting out I didn't come back until later when a couple of roommates were back I repeated to them basically everything I said above and they thought I was either crazy or tricking myself since it was August and summer was almost over I slept on the couch in the living room for the short time left I already had plans to move out for the school year to a different apartment and I was so scared and didn't want to stay in that room ever again well I sort of settled down business went on as usual until the following Saturday afternoon six days after my experience a group of my friends were relaxing watching TV when four to five members of a family all wearing matching reunion t-shirts not from the door this house had been in their family a long time ago and they wanted if we would let them in so they could walk through it and reminisce weird but sure they were older each one no younger than 50 with a couple in their 70s and they seemed nice so we let them in we pretty much just went back to watching TV while they wandered around the house my room was attached to the living room and once they walked through the kitchen one of the older ladies pointed into my room and somewhat said oh I remember that room it was cousins so-and-so's room but her daddy my uncle Clarence would never go in there because he saw a ghost and was so shook that he never messed around in there again I was absolutely floored this woman volunteered the information I didn't even think to ask them that they knew about any sort of weird happening at this point even my buddies were stunned to hear this and now I was happy I told them about it when I did I asked the uncle was prone to make up crazy stories and she said no by all accounts he was a fairly typical family member not any type of person to come up with weird stories for attention or anything about a year and a half ago my best friend of 15 plus years and I took a trip out to my family farm at night after getting out of our second shift job it was a nice clear crisp early fall night in Michigan we were sitting there just chit chatting away and watching the night sky when he asked a very peculiar question he said this place has always had a strange feel to it almost like you were being watched did something happen here something bad I mean I just laughed a little and replied that I only knew the stories that my father told me I told me about how when my great-grandpa purchased the farm in the early 30s that it was a big family project to keep it up and running relatives would come and help with the chores and in exchange be able to hunt the land for food my great-grandpa had a cousin that came over one day helped out and asked if he could go out later that night to do some Coon hunting he of course got permission and set out shortly after sundown the next morning my great-grandpa noticed that his vehicle was still hot in the driveway even though he should have left hours before it was still dark out but my great-grandpa knew the area of the land he would be hunting and set off in that direction they walked back towards the back pasture field and as he came on the bend he hollered my cousin's name he heard a strange yet familiar voice answer him back he said that the voice chilled him to the bone that something wasn't quite right about it so we called up again and this time the voice was for sure not his cousins but almost like a growl imitating his voice he said he hightailed it out of there never looking back when the Sun came up he took a big group of relatives and farmhands to look for him they found his gun loaded but not fired his hat which was covered in the brown liquid spattering and that was all my great-grandpa looked for any signs of him for over sixty plus years the only time he ever held out hope of finding him my dad said was when the swamp in the pasture fields by where he was supposed to be hunting dried up after a while my great-grandfather gave up hope to ever understanding what happened him life moved on as it often does so almost two decades passed before anything more strange and unusual happened it was in the 1950s during deer season that the next strange thing would happen my great-grandfather had now owned the farm for close to 20 years and during that time he had heard or thought he had seen some strange things one day my great-grandfather my grandpa and only great uncles rapped hunting with a man they called and this is no joke Indy and Jo this is a man that my great-grandfather had somehow mad over the years Jo was a full-blooded Indian although no one seemed to take the time to ask for any more specifics he was one hell of a shot as well he almost never missed and if he did he didn't miss the second time so here they all are out in the back pasture field about a half a mile away from the farmhouse they're about eight people back there pushing the field and driving the deer sure enough they jump a few deer Jo shoots wounds one and has to track him no big deal plenty of snow as he is tracking the wounded animal he heads into the part of the farm that is largely unkempt even to this day we don't do much with that area as there's very very dense underbrush soggy and just not worth much as land he is pushing through when he comes to what looks like a deer trail my grandfather is close behind learning the ins and outs of trackin he was about 11 or 12 at the time we followed the trail and it leads to a clearing in the brush my grandfather to this day still has a hard time explaining just what happened he says they walked into the clearing and that it was small no more than probably six or seven feet across almost perfectly circular and the center of the circle was what remained of a deer the body was shredded almost beyond recognition bloody says was everywhere he looked like something had violently tossed the deer around at this point Joe took my grandfather and placed him behind him telling him to take the safety off of his gun and be ready for anything Joe then proceeds to walk towards the animal trying to look for any tracks or other evidence of what could do this they found tracks but they were unlike anything that my grandfather has ever seen even if they were distorted by the snow he said Joe took a look at these tracks knelt down to get a closer look then stood abruptly swearing as he did so my grandfather remembers seeing a look of terror upon the man's face Joe grabbed my grandfather by the collar practically dragging him back out of the brush on the way out he swears that he could hear something stalking along beside them about ten feet off to his right we never saw anything now once they were clear of the brush Joe told my grandfather to run back to the house the others were waiting for them and asked what was wrong the fear evident from both their faces Joe told my great grandfather that the deer was torn to shreds then proceeded to tell him that he should sell this land and that he was sorry but it would never set foot on the property again he was asked time and time again to explain what was wrong what he had seen but he would never tell anyone my grandfather told me that in the weeks leading up to Joe's death he had some form of cancer he visited him to pay his respects and say goodbye as he left my grandpa one of the most brutally honest people I have ever met tells me Joe's last words to him were we were lucky you know gene we were lucky to have made it back that day my grandpa to this day will not set foot back in that area of the farm in relation to where my supposed cousin disappeared it is on the opposite side the farm close to a full mile away and that wasn't all now to tell you the story that my father told me my dad like his dad is honest to a fault he hates liars and has never to my knowledge told me anything but the truth according my father this event took place in the late 70s right before he shipped out for boot camp he was out in the farm after dark a buddy in him were having a campfire in what we call the South meadow over by the back pasture field from the first part of the story he swears up and down that they had not been drinking there have been no drugs of any kind nothing to alter their perception of reality this was just one last night meant to be spent relaxing under stars shooting the shit with his best friend he had driven his truck into the meadow that way they wouldn't have to walk all the way back to the farmhouse in the morning as the night went on in the beginning hear strange sounds coming from the woods that separates the South meadow from the back pasture it sounded like a big animal walking through the woods he said something closer to the size of a bear his friend named mark was wanting to know what it was so he grabbed a flashlight they headed over towards the sound not thinking that anything bad could happen as they got closer to the woods mark trained the flashlight on the tree line looking for anything that could be there at first they didn't see anything but they could hear the crashing getting louder like it was coming near then they started to back up realizing this wasn't the smartest move they have ever made just as Mark was about to turn the light off my dad swears he saw a pair of yellow eyes in the mouth full of teeth he said that something looked off about it but something about the shape of the mouth and the placement of the eyes relative to where the teeth were was wrong he described the snout to be very wolf-like but much much bigger than any wolf or coyote he has ever seen mark apparently had seen this as well my dad put it he screamed like a girl and bolted for the truck my father seeing no reason not to do the same joined him as he neared the truck he said the creature let out a howl that was so unearthly it to this day rings in his ears he couldn't describe what he had heard to me and that it was so haunting so primal he was sure he was about to be set upon mark who I have a distinct pleasure of knowing very very well before he passed away a few years ago corroborated my dad's story adding only that it was the scariest thing he's ever been through even scarier than surviving a bobcat attack I think it is important you know my thoughts of these stories before I tell you the final part so far as I was growing up I never once truly believed in these being true I thought they were simply stories told by my family to scare us into being careful in the farm I never once thought they were real and it wasn't until after my own experience with the unknown that I began to question my family and realized they had not lied back to the very beginning on the night with myself and my best friend out on the farm I told him all of this just as I have told you after I was finished she turns to me and asked why the hell hasn't anything been done about it one on a grid search or a low-lying aerial photography to see if there was anything to be seen my chuckled explained to him that I was pretty sure these are all ghost stories and that none of it was true of course that was when the world laughed at me and decided to prove just how real these stories were we had parked up by the barn which also served as the slaughterhouse for the last decade the farm has been on the reserve list this means that it is no longer fond but as set aside for future generations to use the farm is now largely just a deer camp the barn is close to the house that my second or third cousins now live in as we were sitting that we began to feel uneasy like something very wrong is about to happen at first I chuck it up the two grown men getting scared by a dumb ghost story but as the feeling became more prominent I could not escape the fact that something felt horribly out of place and then the dogs my cousins own went ballistic and in crazy this wasn't barks of aggression but a fear terror something was frightening them out of their minds the doc pen was about a hundred feet of pitch blackness away from us around the back part of the house just out of sight it was basically a chain-link fence with a door big enough to hold the three German Shepherds over the sound of dogs barking we could hear something trying to beat the fence down trying to force its way in or out I was betting on it being the dogs trying to get out and I didn't want to be there to be attacked by three terrified German Shepherds as I looked at my friend to tell him it was time to go we heard what I can only describe as the scariest fucking sound I have ever heard it was a sound that could not be explained except that to me was the herald of death it chilled me to the core and sent waves of Terror through me I cannot really go into detail more than that it is something that must be experienced to understand or that one more word we were both in the car and throwing gravel everywhere as we booked it out of there my cousin's never woke up to those sounds that night apparently they sleep with a white noise machine on I guess they did however lose a dog that night and have to rebuild the dog pen the local authorities ruled it out as a coyote attack new dawn with the sheer ferocity of the attack was beyond anything that even a pack of coyotes would be capable of and I believe was from something far far more sinister [Music] when I was 14 my parents transferred me to a private Catholic prep school I was not happy about changing districts and had a really hard time making friends as a young teen a few weeks into the semester I was invited to sleepover with three girls I knew from English class I really didn't know these girls very well but my mom made me go anyway in an effort to help me adjust one of the girls will call her Kathy brought tarot cards and a Ouija board to the party and if it played with a Ouija before and didn't consider myself a believer and anything outside the realm of science and logic that was assured it was nothing more than a board game based on a legend and because I was a goth I would enjoy the experience the four of us Zoey Kathy Jess and myself said the board in the late afternoon in the middle of Jess's bedroom right from the start the born was crazy active I was heavily skeptical and didn't want to play if the other girls weren't going to take it seriously they swore they weren't messing around strangely the board continued to spell out things like Hello and play over and over before we could ask it any direct questions we finally asked if there was a spirit with us and if it had a name to which it responded Hector this was when Jess began getting anxious she told us that when she was about five she had a childhood imaginary friend named Hector still skeptical but officially creeped out we asked Hector if he had any other spirits with them they said yes we asked if he knew their names with no hesitation the board spelled out the name Murray now this time Zoe broke down crying and didn't play anymore we stopped playing to console her but she was very worked up apparently just three months earlier her grandmother Marie had passed away from cancer since we were only classmates there was no way any of us could have known about that event that we refuse to play with that board after that despite our attempts to get her to say goodbye Kathy Jess and I continued to play without Zoe which proved to also be a mistake in the place where Zoe was sitting felt ice-cold compared to the rest of the room and the planchette kept changing places on the board without us touching it we closed up the board put it away and tried to move on from the experience later that evening while we were eating dinner Jessa's five-year-old brother began telling us about his imaginary friend Hector who conveniently had the same description and backstory to his older sister's childhood imagination we asked if he knew anything about his sister's imaginary friend he said no all of the paranormal talk reached Jess's mom who quickly sent us home and we were never invited back again [Music] about 20 years ago my great grandmother passed when I was in my early teens we didn't live in the same state as her so unfortunately we missed her funeral but were able to drive 2,000 miles to visit the rest of my family a couple of weeks later I come from a Catholic family so it was no surprise that in her home she had the typical religious candles and statues and many Saints among the things there was a blonde doll and a blue dress and a glass cabinet we were told the my aunt that the dolls hair grew and apparently they regularly took care of it bathed it washed its clothes trimmed the tear they were also convinced that the spirit was living in it coincidentally my mom was familiar with the doll and tried to convince me that the dolls hair had grown I wasn't buying it I paid close attention to the length of hair the hair flowed the little past her shoulders nothing spectacular look like regular doll hair - a couple of years later my grandmother wanted to revisit our out-of-state family members so what did I do when I first got there yeah I immediately went to the doll it's hair had outgrown the length of the doll I talked with my family and they said the doll was grief-stricken due the passing of my great-grandmother that they saw tears streaming down her face a couple of days after we had previously seen them they explained that they had stopped cutting her hair because apparently that was my great-grandmother's thing I haven't seen the rest of my family since but we hear from them every once in a while and the doll is still with them hair still growing and everything totally bizarre never did get an explanation about where the doll came from except that it may have come from Mexico [Music] my mom grew up in Venezuela my grandpa escaped there during the Civil War and with their savings bought a small farm and some property in the capital this all happened when she was about eight or nine so around 1962 to 63 at my grandparents farm back then radio was all the rage and they had just bought a fancy new radio for the farm it must have been like 11 or 12 a.m. and my grandpa was sleeping but my mom was up listening to radio shows it was a kind of a hot night so the balcony and most of the windows in the living room were open she was starting to fall asleep so she decided to call it a night and turn off the radio she went to close the balcony window and that's when she saw it it was a small creature just a little smaller than her and it was hunched over behind a large sofa just watching her it had very large almond-shaped black eyes and greyish leather skin with arms longer than its body she said it kind of looked like a gorilla and the way its arms touch the floor she obviously screamed at the top of her lungs the creature seemed the panic and ran to grab her arm and pulled her towards the balcony but she resisted long enough for my grandma and grandpa to arrive the little guy let go of her arm and escaped through the balcony before my grandpa could reach him my grandpa went out looking for this gray for the better part of an hour but he didn't find anything they all slept in the same bed that night and they never left the windows open at night ever again now here's the kicker I figured she just made up that story back when I was a kid I was really into aliens and the supernatural and I figured she had just made up a story to entertain me but when I asked my grandma about it one night she told me her side of the story and she gave me an almost perfect description of that same little guy my grandmother is also a very serious person so I really doubt she would have told me something like that as a joke even as a kid sadly I could never get my grandpa side of the story because he died soon after I was born but it's a story I always remember from time to time because it really freaked me out as a kid [Music] this all happened in the house who I grew up in we moved in when I was about two and moved out when I was without seventeen I've got several stories about this house but I'll start with the little boys spirit my mom stepped out and I lived in this brick house in the middle of the cul-de-sac in a quiet little neighborhood my parents work second and third shifts and would often leave me home alone even at an early age probably starting at around 6 or 7 years old but it was never an issue it was a safe neighborhood and I really just played videogames and kept out of trouble however even being home alone the house always seemed to have this you're not alone feeling to it I didn't know any better because I had always lived there and thought that was just a normal thing for my sixth birthday my parents had bought a cat and that was probably about the time that I began to take notice that things were not exactly normal in the house our cat would look around the room for no apparent reason and oftentimes just stare at empty spots in the room the strangest thing was that she would sit for hours at the end of our long wood hallway and just look towards our rooms even though no one was down there one night while my family and I were trying to sleep I was woken up by childlike laughing coming from beside or underneath my bed being the incredibly brave little kid I was I yelled flew out of my bed and ran to my parents room across the hall and told them what had happened years later they had informed me that they had been aware of the kids spirit for many years and often interacted with him with no issue he would turn on the VCR and hit play on whatever tape was in the player they would hear him running up and down the hallway while I was away at my biological dad's house for the weekend or see him in his little blue polo shirt peeking around the corner of the wall while my mom two dishes the night of the laughing incidents in my discomfort with it led them to research how to help the boy pass on from what they tell me they left the lit candle in the middle of the hall and an open Bible next to it during the night I apologize I don't know which passage as I'm not a religious person we never heard from the boy again so I hope he found peace but that didn't stop the you're not alone feeling the second entity was more of a watcher kind of spirit he would never directly interact with us but you could sometimes seem to catch a glimpse of him from the corner of your eye he was about six foot three from what we could tell and it was always just a shadowy figure of the man aside from never feeling alone use of no harm but did make for an uneasy feeling at times he was just always there when I was 17 due to some financial issues we had to move we were leaving the house that I grew up in behind and leaving The Watcher to himself I only had a few more days left of high school and my parents were working on moving everything to the new house on the final night I didn't feel like driving from our new house to school in the morning so I opted to stay by myself that night the house was entirely empty aside from my mattress that I left on the ground in my room and my alarm clock at about 3:30 in the morning I woke up and saw the shadowy pair of legs standing right beside me it was strange this time though he stayed for much longer than usual and I didn't feel uncomfortable I felt calm there wasn't a noise to be heard everything was just still and quiet I began to shift my gaze up towards his face and he melted with the darkness of the room I took a moment and went back to sleep I told my parents about this when I got home from school and they confirmed having seen the man several times as well and I was about 20 I decided to take a friend over to see the house that I grew up in the realtor sign still sat there and the house remained empty I went through the back yard and went to open the back door it was unlocked I opened the door and looked into the darkness of the house this wave of sadness and loneliness washed over me like nothing I'd experienced before I imagined it was a mixture of seeing my childhood home so empty and also the Watchers feelings of being alone for so long I left immediately but occasionally dragged through the area just to see it an older couple is now living there I wonder if they can feel the watcher man [Music] I've never taken illegal drugs never tried them not once I've always been hyper allergic to nicotine and also cannabis got drunk twice at the age of fourteen threw up twice and never touch alcohol again all of my life I've had paranormal experiences much more than the normal person seeing ghosts many times had many prophetic dreams and premonitions and many strange events since I had a near-death experience at the age of 11 so I was driving on a truck interstate about 19 months ago I was in California and Lebec which is north of Los Angeles and I was at a large truck stop this truck stop had a very small movie cinema for truckers it was free the film that was claimed was with Brad Pitt he was a tank commander during World War two he spoke German very good film during the last of the film is a scene where a tank runs over a man crushing him at this point I had a flash that I would be run over as well I left up and ran out of the little cinema back to my truck you see all of my flashes come true what elimin did you see the film Noah with Russell Crowe Noah has flashes of his world being flooded just like that just like that but all the flashes were shorter otherwise exactly like that so about a week or so later I'm in Lake Havasu City Arizona now I had a large map book with all the freeways in the country I used to stare at Lake Havasu City don't ask me why I never planned to move there I just used to stare at it often before going to sleep one day I get dispatched to drop a trailer off there and pick up another so I go to Lake Havasu and I drop a trailer I put on my trucks parking brake I hear the which means the break had been engaged airbrake so I go and go to the back and I unlatch the trailer my truck is still on on neutral and there was a slight decline all of a sudden my truck starts to take off very slowly the air brake did not engage have become unengaged panicked I tried to push the fifth wheel pin back in which was silly that I now think of even trying it but I panicked my foot gets caught under a moving tire of the truck I quickly turned to run and I should have just felt backwards looking back on it the tire quickly breaks my left leg I think to myself to jump down flat so the tire doesn't rip my leg bone out of my leg the truck slowly rolls over my left buttocks my left leg and my right foot and ankle two wheels do crushing them as they go I can feel something goes snap crackle and pop and my left hip and my left ankle I lean over all I can to the right so the truck does not roll over my chest and head the truck rolls clear and slowly continues rolling down another fifty feet until it hits a fence it was a horrible crash I roll over and notice my femur bone trying to stick through my skin the accident was not painful at all no pain whatsoever I was in shock long story short the paramedics finally get there after about 40 minutes and I get hauled off to the lake havasu Regional Medical Center where I would stay for 8 weeks I would go back home to Oregon using a walker like a little old lady 19 months of physical therapy today I can walk ok but I can't run and I can't go up or down stairs normally my trucking company fired me assuming I was lying about putting on my air brake they claimed I never did actually I did they're sure of that anyway while in the hospital they put me on morphine which made me feel sick I finally convinced them to give me something else because the morphine made me feel like throwing up constantly on morphine I would have the same exact dream day after day night after night it was just a group of people under a tree look like 1940s France or Italy but in color just a group of people one guy would look at a newspaper and then run like he was excited when the people would gather and talk I couldn't hear words people looked French or maybe Spaniards or Italians sing dream a hundred times a day and night day and night during those dreams I got the knowledge that everything this happened and will happen has already happened thousands of times millions of times even also I got the knowledge that everything that can happen has already happened million upon millions of times almost an infinite number of times while I was getting sick of the same dream repeating itself and the sickly feeling when I was awake I begged them to give me something different and they did and the repeating dream stopped thank goodness and the next night I opened my eyes and found myself in the hospital bed and I looked over under the television and there was a figure of a man very shining and would look like a Heil Hitler salute he was saluting me I closed my eyes and rubbed them and open my eyes again and he was still there saluting me have you ever seen an old analog TV when it was on no Channel it had just had snow on it that's what he looked like all over but brighter than that I closed my eyes again and opened them he was still there not moving just saluting he stayed there for about 15 minutes and I waved at him before I finally went back to sleep I had a friend who once took magic mushrooms I never tried them he said he took magic mushrooms and looked at a tree and he could see the tree breathing and the tree was communicating with him somehow not by voice most of you will say this was all hallucination to the ancient peoples elucidation was a vision of another reality the visions were not our imagination but the window to another dimension I had a friend who told me that one day she was very sick high fever she saw the wife of her husband's best friend holding a large knife coming towards her saying I'm going to kill you this was during the day many years later she discovered that this woman actually hated her with a passion but she was nice to her at the time she hid her hatred she wanted her husband for herself some scientists think that in the quantum world all possible realities exist and everything that can possibly happen has already happened many many many times I started dating this girl recently and she's revealed to me that she's seen and spoken to ghosts then she said that she's seen them daily she was at my house the week before and asked if there were any ghosts there because I felt a strange presence in my house several times over the years she said that were three one in the front living room she thinks he died there a long time ago and they want to be left alone there was another one in my garage that she wasn't sure was a ghost but an entity like leftover emotions of anger and rage gathered in an area kind of like the GU under the city and ghostbusters the third one she said was always with me she said that he's been with me on every one of our six or so date so far now that she's comfortable telling me about it I asked lots of questions and generally don't believe in psychics or any of that so I tried to not let her trick me into thinking she was right when she said general answers and I gave her specifics I was very skeptical and careful we went through several questions for a few hours and she began calling out specifics for example she called the D Ward leather wristbands biker boots and a sleeveless vest she knew he had a green guitar and we rode motorcycles together she knew he had long hair and a mustache she even called to specific tattoos on his neck and upper arm my girlfriend knows nothing of this person at all never spoke of him and I knew him when I lived in a different state none of this is logically possible and I'm pretty convinced at this point but it's a hard pill to swallow I don't think she's crazy she's very intelligent and well-spoken holds a high position at work and a healthy home life there's no way she could have known any of this and she asked me he shot himself then he I replied yes she also gave me details as to how the dose communicate with her and details about how the deaths like the black-robe and scythe but apparently there are several of them not just one enter our realm and take away the freshly deceased I'm completely shaken and I'm sure of how to process all of this personally I'm an atheist but I do see this as completely plausible it's just a lot to take in I've only known her a little over a month my relative had passed about 16 months ago shortly after his death his Facebook and other profiles were taken down I've asked his girlfriend and one of his best friends if they could give me some pictures of him but they couldn't find many or even recent one since they all got deleted with his Facebook there were several new tattoos he got right before he passed and those are the ones she called specifically in the general shape and style and exact position on the body there's no where I can see online with pictures of him with his brand new tattoos before he passed this was when I lived in New York now live in Texas my girlfriend could not have ever seen him before she nearly rode motorcycles but she didn't know he did and he happened to be my only riding buddy that dressed like a biker she hasn't figured out his name yet she said she'd like to be closer to me and closer to him to find out his name if she does I think I'll be convinced January 2012 about a horse and began boarding it at a very old barn it was a small tight-knit friendly barn community not far from my home it had been around since the 60s surrounded by woods there were three barns the main arena was entirely surrounded by thick woods and there were small trails in the woods behind the property fast forward the June 2012 I had two horses there now I was there every single day without fail 2 p.m. to 10 p.m. I fed the horses and cared for them I rode one every night as well mainly in the arena but sometimes in the barnyard there were no field or arena lights just the moon and stars one evening around 5:00 p.m. I was sitting on her letting her stand when she was starting to snort and back up I looked up and saw this white grey creature crawling out of the woods towards us it had a very small round head its eyes were just pits it had a very small mouth not much detail there its arms were very long and thin fingers also like that its ribcage was very pronounced and defined and its legs were long and lanky its movements were buried jerky not smooth and fluid it slowly jerked out to us when my horse turned and bolted out of the arena she's a dead broke calm well-mannered horse who never spooked before this she would not go back into the arena that night I walked her around the barnyard staying near the main barn put her up and ran out to peek into the arena to find nothing except some footprints where I saw the thing throughout the summer I saw it peaking almost dancing around the gate that led into the woods where the trails were one night roughly a month later at about 9:00 p.m. I was riding at horse again in the front pasture the moon was full and bright and I looked to my left to see that creature running full speed by my side on the other side of the ben's i slowed my horse to a stop when it took off around the corner and behind the side barn into the woods i continued seeing it mainly in the woods but it was always around summer 2013 the barn shut down when the owner died we moved the horses to a friend's place for the time being and didn't see it there late summer and fall 2013 i found the new barn woods directly behind the barn an arena this place had lights and was much newer about a month later when i was getting ready to leave i heard something in the woods i looked down the barn aisle into the woods and saw the creature running down the road into the woods i saw it much less frequently for a while and so later in fall 2014 i began seeing in the back pastures woods had darted in and out of the treeline i saw a second one sitting in the neighbor's yard it would sit in the same spot every day and watch me ride i kept seeing occasionally but from a much greater distance and at the first barn I went with this barn owner to another pond to get some stuff when I saw a very very large version of this creature run out from the woods right behind a tree I was ten feet from Lila was alone by the trailer last November I housed at for the barn owners I went out around 2 a.m. to fill water troughs and enjoy the full moon and coal night I was sitting in the back pasture when three of the creatures began coming from the woods one came up to the trees near the trough where I was the other two were walking along the tree line the horses were silently munching their hay pretty far from where the creatures were I messaged the guy from earlier and told him what was going on since that incident I haven't really seen them last summer I did see one outside my house staring into the windows a few weeks ago one was outside my bedroom windows tapping and making a strange faint shrieking sound I know this sounds totally crazy and I probably wouldn't believe that if it didn't happen to me I've never been a believer in the paranormal but honestly I just have no idea what to make of what happened last night I will say again before you read this it sounds insane but please know I'm telling the truth and wasn't drunk or high and I was with a friend who saw the exact same thing I go to college at a smallish school in Wisconsin one thing the school is known for is having crazy parties out in the surrounding woods I know it's stupid but it's one way to make sure that campus PD don't come in and shut it down I have never gone to these parties I've had difficulty with anxiety but after two years of therapy and medication I finally decided I wanted to go to at least one party before I graduate on the senior so anyway I talked to my friend Gina who's known as a bit of a party girl and she tells me there's going to be a big party in the woods this Thursday a lot of kids in my school don't have class on Friday and we make plans to go so last night me and her head out down a trail into the woods with flashlights and we joke about how creepy it was everything is going smoothly at first until we go down a smaller trail that was only about two feet wide instead of the normal roadside trails that usually go through the woods I was kind of freaked out but didn't say anything because I assumed she knew where she was going so we followed this trail a bit longer and eventually come to a sort of clearing where the trees aren't too dense and we see a towel and a few bottles on the ground at this point my friend tells me that she got a bit turned around but knows that we're close to the party because she's been at this clearing before and she starts calling out hey hoping somebody will hear her and shout back and this doesn't work she takes out her phone and calls one of her friends that she said she was going to meet at the party the friend answers and the friend apparently tells her where they are Gina then tells me that she knows where they are and that we're close I joked that she better not get me killed and as we nervously laugh we hear a Nyonya now sound coming from behind us followed by wood sounded like a cross between a whistle of an old train and somebody blowing it sounds stupid but it's almost like the whistle of Thomas the train and we turn around thinking what the fuck was that and shine her lights on the deer standing up on its hind legs with one arm against the tree looking at us I know this sounds stupid but just the way that it was watching us and standing there was the most unsettling thing I've seen in my life my friend and takes off running and I'm still just standing there looking at it trying to make heads or tails of it before I start running too after Gina try not to be left alone with this thing luckily for me Gina runs into a tree and I catch up with her and start yelling to her about leaving me alone when we hear another whistling sound out to the left of us and turn their flashlights to see another deer looking at us but this one is walking towards us on its hind legs but not like a person like a dog it gets close but walks behind a tree with only its head and neck poking out watching us I've never been so scared in my life and started to cry and started to yell at Gina telling her to call the cops like that would have done any good at this point I honestly thought it was going to die I was just so scared and we heard another whistle sound come somewhere else in the woods behind us we heard rustling sound in the woods and were sure that this was it and we were going to die would instead out walk the Giant and I mean giant like Newfoundland size but with short hair like a lap black dog the dog then walked right out to us looked at us looked out the deer right behind the tree which started to make a Nyonya sound like we heard earlier but the dog just stood there looking at it not growling or barking or thing just staring the deer then started to make a coughing sound but the dog just snarled at it without making a noise before turning around and just ignoring it and walking over to us and started barking and bang a minute later a professor who had taken a class with sophomore year burst of the bush and started yelling at Barron his dog who would apparently run away into the woods he was really confused to see us but saw that we were crying and offered to take us back home and drive us back to campus I haven't slept since last night and have been all over the internet trying to make sense of what I saw I grew up in a small suburb about 30 minutes outside of Portland Oregon we were the family of five two parents and three daughters there was an age gap between me and my sisters by five and seven years being the baby of the family I would complain to my mom and she would force him to play Barbies with me they didn't often play with me of their own volition so I spent a lot of time playing by myself my mom started noticing that when she'd entered my room or any room I was alone and she would catch me talking to thin air she would ask me who I was talking to and I would tell her very matter-of-factly Charlie my mom was puzzled and asked who charlie was I never met anyone named Charlie to that point she had said and I would just say he was my best friend my mom was a very leery individual we are superstitious Irish Native American family after all but she chalked it up to being my first imaginary friend and I was a very imaginative kid after a while she noticed that I was talking to Charlie a lot and grew curious so she asked me what he looked like she said that at first I was dumbfounded by the fact that she couldn't see him to me he was a solid human sitting in the room Bruce Willis in the sixth sense style that gave her a very odd description not your typical imaginary friend who is half unicorn and half monkey it was a very tall old man with very big hands and he was always smiling Charlie always wore sweaters and wore a very elaborate belt buckle like a cowboy later she told my dad about my description of Charlie and his jaw drop one thing you need to understand about my dad is that he is a hardcore skeptic but as soon as my mom relayed the description he had said that is the exact description of my grandpa Charlie we didn't have any photos of Charlie in my house so they were pretty perplexed the backstory and my dad's relationships makes me kind of sad nowadays of course he didn't tell me back then I was 3 to 4 years old but they were very close he was close to my aunt and uncle too and loved his grandkids very much my dad was about four years old my grandparents moved out of state from Missouri to Louisiana which took them pretty far away from Grandpa Charlie it was crushed by this news my dad loved visiting though they had a huge farm with lots of animals and tractors it was a kid's Wonderland before technology turned kids into gamer Hermits who were allergic to the Sun he died when my dad was eight or nine of kidney failure his wife shortly after my parents have never discussed Grandpa Charlie in front of me and they were sure of it both of them were taken aback though Charlie caused all sorts of mischief two occasions really cemented the fact that he wasn't just imaginary there was a laundry room in our duplex that was more like a little corridor or mudroom for the sake of perspective when facing towards the washer and dryer there was a door to the right which led to the backyard and a door to the left that led into the house every time she went to do laundry she would keep the door to the laundry room open so she could hear me if I needed her and every single time she was in there the door would shut multiple times a day my mom didn't even connect that it would be something paranormal until she tried to prop the door open it didn't matter what she put in front of the door whatever it was got pushed out of the way just enough to get the door closed again the door was one of those hollow wooden doors not heavy at all but the house was solid the floors and door frames were not warped one day my mom is doing laundry and the door closes on her again at this point she wasn't afraid she was getting pretty annoyed with it even though she felt ridiculous she felt compelled to say in a very stern voice Charlie if that's you will you please stop shutting the door on me I'm trying to get things done after that the door to the laundry room never shut on its own again I think Charlie was trying to show in subtle ways he was around but one day he decided to go with a not-so-subtle approach my mom my sisters and I were watching TV one night in the living room suddenly the radio and my sister's bedroom turned on full-blast as did my parents radio alarm clock everyone freaked out except me thinking some stranger's were in the house my mom assured us to the front door opened it and told us to stand in the front yard if you hear me scream run to the neighbor's house and call 9-1-1 my mom grabbed the nearest heavy object and went to investigate it took her a minute to realize my sisters and I were right behind her following her into the doc house my parents were sticklers about turning off lights to save electricity she turned on every light on the way towards the rooms with the radios both rooms were across from each other at the end of the hall and from the hall we could clearly see that there were no intruders in either room after turning off the radios and checking the closets my mom just couldn't figure out what happened she heard me giggling and asked what was so funny and I replied it's okay it's just Charlie mom apparently it was a very funny joke to me at 3 if it happened now definitely need to change my pants the weirdest part was to turn my sister's radio you had to turn two knobs one to turn the radio from off to FM radio then twist a different knob to turn up the volume this is an old-school radio even in the early 90s it was considered antiquated this event freaked my sisters out but my mom brushed it off and convinced them it was no biggie an electrical anomaly she said my sister's didn't buy a word of it so we all slept in my mom's room that night we lived there for a year I was very sad to be leaving I vaguely remember the sadness but my mom said it was tough for me I told the house was crime - which is what was making me cry charlie didn't follow us to the new house or maybe he did but he never showed himself to me after that I like to think that he is still around watching over me I've always been told that I must have a guardian angel because I used to do a lot of stupid things and it's kind of a miracle I've never been arrested and or hurt or killed now not all supernatural stories are scary and my parents were comforted knowing someone else was looking out for me too last week a friend and I were traveling south to Nashville Tennessee by car we decided we would break the drive-ins way in Abingdon Virginia I looked online in the Martha Washington n came up again and again I looked at the website and it seemed very charming historical and comfortable I booked it the Eden before we left I decided to do a little more research on the town and its history starting with the Martha Washington n the inn had been built in the late 1700s by a wealthy military man for his wife and nine children it later became a college for women and was named after Martha Washington during the Civil War it became a hospital and some of the female students stayed on and were put to work as nurses it was during this time that a wounded Union soldier was smuggled in by way of underground passages and housed in one of the rooms overlooking the garden he was nursed by a young woman who used music to soothe his suffering and calm his spirits the Union captain wounded some time in his mortally wounded state but was gently nursed by Elizabeth the young girl stayed by a side day and night until we took his final breath it is said the two fell in love during this time and today guests have declared they hear violin music playing in room 217 where he is said to have died being Irish I have grown up with stories of the supernatural so this story didn't really concern me too much but I was surprised when we were handed the key to room 217 when we checked in the following day my friend and I decided not to change rooms and promptly made her way down the hallway to the room it was garden level and comfortable nicely appointed with the pleasant decor nothing about the room would suggest anything otherworldly as we move through the doorway we noticed that the small entrance hallway led to an alcove that house to sink and vanity and beyond that a bathroom the bedroom faced us as my friend moved through the door she called to me and asked me to come back and check out a shadow was silhouetted across the exterior of the entrance to the room I did so but didn't see the shadow we went outside and looked about to see if the shadow may have been caused by someone going to another room there was no one there but as we stood there trying to figure out where the figure may have gone we heard a woman cough we couldn't determine where the cop was coming from and dismissed it coming from another room somewhere along the hallway we chided each other on our imaginations getting the best of us and settled in we got ready and made our way out to the town for some exploration and decided to walk up to the tavern for an early supper the tavern is the oldest building in Abingdon and was built in 1777 a year after America declared its independence from Britain we had a decent dinner and a bottle of wine the restaurant is definitely worth a visit and the staff are very pleasant and offered to show us the attics where during the war between the north and south there was a field hospital we let them came back to the inn and had a small glass of port before heading to bed we had a long drive ahead of us the next day and wanted to sleep early we spoke to our friends in Nashville and told them we plan to be there late afternoon and would leave first thing in the morning after falling asleep at about 10:00 I will go feeling very very cold and was also very groggy with sleep and instead of getting up to turn on the heat I just pulled the duvet up closer and grabbed a pillow around my body to create more I felt like asleep and had a nightmare I woke up again at 2:45 and noticed my friend was also awake in the other bed I asked if she was okay and she said she had woken up freezing cold and couldn't get back to sleep again I start to tell her about the dream when I noticed in the semi-darkness we have left a light on in the bathroom but there was something draped over her bed and billow between the distance from her bed to mine and was also covering my bed i sat up and couldn't quite make it out it looked like wide white ribbons or bandages but as I look closer it turns out to be toilet paper now as I mentioned before the bathroom where the toilet was located with some distance from the bedroom and was accessed via the hall and the anteroom where the sink and vanity were they would have been quite a feat to pull the paper from the toilet roll holder and two spools across the three spaces without breaking or twisting and in fact in order to do this would have had to have been removed from the spool and then put back on the holder the other disconcerting thing was that it covered my upper torso over the bed covers and was neatly tucked in behind me it was unbroken and only tore off when I sat up there was a thickness in the room we both had headaches and my friend was finding it a little difficult to breathe after some time we decided it was better to try and sleep and calm our fears so we did so and after a few fitful hours woke to the Sun rising outside our garden window we both still complained of a heavy head and quickly got dressed and went downstairs to breakfast we mentioned to the staff what had occurred and they were not that surprised one member related stories from the previous week of a businessman who had a much more frightening experience which left him very shaken and swearing never to return another was a nurse travelling to see her family who woke up with the sensation of her ankles being tugged the same happened to a Japanese businessman traveling with his boss he changed rooms with a nurse decided to check out upon relating our story another guest said that there was supposedly a little girl who had been seen in the corridor of the end and had reported drowning in a creek when she was 6 years old we believe that it may have been her spirit who visited that evening as it seemed like a childish gesture our headaches returned again and we went to pack our bags and once again dissipated when we left the room I am sure we experienced a haunting and when I went to check my toiletries notice that my creams and some of my lotion had been reduced by half seems like maybe a little girl may have been playing with our perfumes and potions that evening as well in 1914 the Newfoundland sailed up to the ice with a crew of 250 men on March 30th 77 men went out on the ice to kill seals a mighty storm came up while the men were out that lasted two days and the men could not make it back to the ship when the storm ceased other ships came and helped the crew of the Newfoundland search for the missing men 72 were found dead and five were missing presumed drowned the ship sailed home in sorrow and didn't go to the ice at all the next year she was considered to be unlucky to break the curse the ship was rebuilt and changed so that she would drown no more men her new name was the sand blanford and she was sent to the ice two years after the terrible storm on the 30th of March she met up with another ship called the Terra Nova as dusk fell a fog rolled in and the crew of the San Blandford heard the Terra Nova blowing her whistle this was a signal that she still had men out on the ice as was customary the crew of the San Blandford started blowing there was and those above deck could hear voices calling out from the ice and presumed they belonged to the sailors from the Terra Nova the two ships kept up their signals until 10:00 p.m. when the voices ceased and all were presumed safely aboard ship the next morning a sailor from the San Blandford boarded the Terra Nova to conduct some business the captain of the ship immediately asked the sailor what time the members of the san Blandford crew had gotten aboard the previous night the sailor was puzzled we didn't have anyone out on the ice sir but the captain and his crew swore that they had seen five men or the San Blandford shortly before 10 p.m. when the Sailor returned to the San Blandford he reported the incident to his captain the captain took him quietly aside and told him that the report was true a few members of the night crew had seen five men climb aboard the San Blandford shortly before 10:00 p.m. the men were wearing tattered clothing that looked as if it had been ripped and worn out by the waves of the sea and the crew could see right through shining bodies one of the sailors on duty that evening had been on the newfoundland when she lost the 77 men two years ago that very night she had recognized the faces of the ghosts as those belonging to the five men who were presumed drowned if spirits had finally returned to the ship from which they had been lost and could now rest in peace a couple of my friends and I decided to go on a legend trip to the Bridgewater triangle last March we went to Lizzie Borden's house and on the way home we decided to stop at Dighton Rock State Park now before I go any further let me stop and explain some things firstly I'm a sensitive or psychic person I suppose I can sense feel here and sometimes see ghosts and other entities the story revolves a lot around those abilities secondly I just want to go over some of the history of the Bridgewater triangle for those of you who don't know much about it so the Bridgewater triangle is an area Massachusetts than is known for having some weird-ass occurrences such as UFO sightings cryptid sightings such as Bigfoot and Thunderbirds superfluous demon worship in a very large amount of hauntings it is called as such because it is a triangle formed by the towns of Rehoboth Abington and freaking with the town of Bridgewater right in the middle one of the most notable areas in the triangle is the Hockomock swamp it is notable not only because the area has arguably the most paranormal sightings in the triangle some which go back to the pilgrims but has also played a huge part in King Philip's War when it was used as a base for Metacomet in Philip to launch attacks on nearby settlements the swamp was called Hockomock by the Wampanoag tribe of the Algonquin nation the name means place where spirits dwell the settlers aptly named at Devil's swamp a first stop that day was the Lizzie Borden Bed and Breakfasts and Fall River Massachusetts Fall River is slightly outside of the triangle but the energy certainly bleeds outside of the area of the main triangle I've been to the bed-and-breakfast before and slept over so I knew what to expect from the spirits there none of the people I was with had been there book or when we walked in for the tour we were seated in a small parlor to wait for anyone else who may be running late I said in the chair closest to the doorway to the living room where mr. Borden's body was initially found in the past now mr. Borden generally doesn't like people in his house so when we sat down I felt him come over from where he was sitting on the couch and stand in the doorway watching us when the tour guide started giving her speech he walked away and sat back down the couch seemingly bored with us after we were done in the parlor we went into the dining room where nothing happened but the tour guide showed us some crime-scene photos we then went into the living room where mr. Borden's body was found when the group entered into the living room I phoned mr. Borden get up from the couch but I was talking with my friends at the time so I wasn't paying attention to where he went well everyone was filing in I went to go look at the small bookshelf next to the fireplace there was a chair angled in front of the bookshelf so that it was facing the replica of the couch that mr. Borden had died in I could feel mr. Borden standing behind the chair and mrs. Borden sitting in the chair as I was looking in the bookcase but as everyone settled into the room and sat down I found that people were looking at me because I was leaving the chair empty when the tour guides started talking I send the chair so that I wouldn't be standing in the middle of the room that was a massive mistake since i sat on mrs. Borden and I could feel mr. Borden staring at me disapprovingly from behind the chair I was going to stand up right away because I was seriously uncomfortable but one of my friends decided to take a picture of me in the chair so I had to wait until she was done to stand up and bolt across the room some other stuff happened in the house that day although not directly to me to the friend so that was with her nose is coming from one of the rooms in the attic when the tours stopped there and decided to go investigate they found nothing so they left to come tell me and my boyfriend who was with us and when they went back into the room there was a large shooter marble right where one of them had been standing not just 30 seconds earlier one of them also heard footsteps following us up the stairs on the way home we decided to stop at Dighton Rock State Park in Berkeley Massachusetts Dighton Rock is a rock that they had found when they were building a dam for the Totten river and Dighton they dredged it up and discovered that it was covered in petroglyphs no one has been able to identify a translate the petroglyphs so we have no clue where they came from or who wrote them although the theories abound and include Native Americans ancient Phoenicians Norse Portuguese and even Chinese indite and rock is fairly creepy in and of itself but what happened in the park was even creepier since the park was technically closed for the season the main road was closed to auto traffic people were parking in a little flat dirt area off to the side and walking down the mileage long road to the park area so that's what we decided to do as we walk down the road it was really quiet we couldn't hear any birds chirping and even though there are small streams that run through the area connecting shepherd's Cove and the Taunton River we couldn't hear any water running either even the conversations of the people we passed seemed muffled we passed the time by telling stories and making jokes but we were almost poked whether we knew it consciously or not you could tell by our body language we were walking close together in a line and someone was always speaking so that we could stave off that feeling afterwards we all agreed that it was creepy but didn't want to bring it up to each other at the time while we were walking down the road I kept getting this uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach it didn't help that the woods were strangely thick and full of thorns and that I kept hearing rustling and movement I also started seeing things in the woods and the corner of my eye I felt like we were being stalked by a predator or that something dangerous was following us I looked into the woods at one point and could have sworn that I saw a fully transparent Native American War Hunter stocking us to the woods he was tall but slightly hunched and then he was bare chested and holding a bow with feathers in his hair and equippable of arrows on his back I was shocked when I saw him but he seemed to be the one who was following us he never came any closer and when we got to the clearing in the woods where the park was he didn't follow us into the park he did follow us all the way to the road until we got back to our car though that seriously spooked me especially because I was the only one to see him unfortunately the Dighton Rock Museum wasn't open that day so I'll have to go back there when it's open to see it and see if I can find that spirit again this happened on the Halloween night of 2008 and is not my own experience with that of my brother sister and close friends it is long so bear with me I lived in Canberra during my childhood and Canberra is known to be the most haunted location in Australia given its history growing up I never took the paranormal seriously however my sister and her three friends did in fact they were all Wiccans on occasion they would try and contact spirits in the closest cemetery at daytime but would only experience light things like really cold air or hearing footsteps on Halloween 2008 they decided to go down to the cemetery at midnight and my brother and his friend also went along they were all around the age of 13 to 19 I was 14 for some stubborn and stupid reason I decided to stay home I now know that I will regret that decision for the rest of my life this was definitely a very haunted place and it is also worth mentioning that it is one of the oldest churches in Australia being built in 1840 it is called st. John's a Baptist Church excitedly they walked down but not really expecting to see anything amazing when they reached the cemetery it was all serious business they sat down in a circle and held hands with a candle in the center then my sister read something aloud from a book when it ended they were all looking around for about 10 minutes and one of my sisters friends was the first to see something this thing was glowing of gray color and it seemed to be fading in and out of focus it was 20 meters away at the side of the churchyard they were just watching it for a few minutes whispering to each other then my sister and her three friends started slowly walking towards it as they got closer it became clearer and clearer that it was a ghost of a young girl in 19th century clothing they slowly recognized the details and folds in her dress and hair as she was twirling her arms and spinning they just stared at the figure silently smiling in awe they were not threatened at all she was not aggressive in the least they always tell me how amazing it was and I'm still so jealous my brother and his friend started approaching it slowly as well by the hand gestures of the others next to the ghost there was an old fig tree and they noticed the dirt around it was being flown up in the air and they started hearing the strange growling sort of noise like a dying animal coming from that direction something started to form there it slowly took the shape of a humanoid on all fours and was appearing in and out of focus the girl ghost had disappeared for some strange reason seemed to be digging in the ground very frantically almost like trying to find something that was buried under the tree they were happy the seance worked until now as the two boys cautiously crept up to them before seeing what it was the strange ghost had stopped and everything went quiet suddenly it looked straight up at men and saw them as some sort of threat with no warning it started to crawl and float towards them very aggressively while making a screeching sound on this path that disappeared and then reappeared getting closer as it did I would imagine tears forming in their eyes as their version of reality was bending never a nice feeling I told them that they should have stayed see what it wanted they replied by saying things like no way this thing definitely wanted to hurt us we all started feeling tremendous fear and there was no way we would have stayed any longer as they ran out excited yet terrified my brother was the only one to look back and he said it was still chasing them while the other girl ghosts reappeared in the same spot well they did not go back for months after that the images were still too vivid personally I would have gone back to check it out the same night along with a lot of other things when they did call mom to pick them up they explained everything they saw to us when they got home at first I did not believe them then I got a look at my brother's face it was so pale white it was almost like there was no blood in his head at all and they all had terrified looks on their faces when they were telling me all this they held back tears yet they were really excited at the same time I had no other choice but to believe them often it crosses my mind that the ghost of the young girl was luring them closer to the evil looking ghost of why one year later they went again and this time I went with them it was not half as successful though I did after the seance walk around by myself for a few minutes I felt very uneasy and threatened for no reason at that moment I remember vividly seeing something white and ghostly flowed over my head for about three seconds walking away from that area I stayed about 10 meters away from everybody else looking around the graveyard for anything interesting but saw nothing after about five minutes later I swear I saw something unfocused that caught my eye it was wobbling and flickering like a pale green flame it was around the same area that the ghost of the young girl was last year it was so captivating and hypnotic I looked at it with a smile for about 30 seconds then walked to the others and said I think there is something over there so we walked towards it I thought finally I can have this experience but sadly it didn't last that long as we approached it it slowly seemed to be different surprisingly all that was there was a hold tall grade stone just a gravestone we felt silly we all stayed there for about 15 minutes and didn't see anything only heard the odd noises from inside the church like someone was moving heavy objects when we walked home everybody was saying things like well that was a dud I felt angry and upset to this day I still wonder what I saw it couldn't be just a gravestone they don't fade in and out glow move or change shape I believe it was a ghost sometimes I Drive down to the cemetery just to take pictures hoping to catch something interesting out of the 58 I have taken there was only one picture of a ghost I have had more experiences but that's for another time [Music] where I'm from everyone knows about highway Sheela some people even say they knew her she was a vibrant lady full of laughter and joy and she was loving and caring and would never harm even an ant judging by the size of this town I don't doubt that some people did know her her death was gruesome and tragic nobody knew who or why anyone would want to hurt Sheela her death shocked everyone she earned her nickname from her hauntings right after her death it said that she was on her way home late one night when she had a flat tire on the highway she got out of her car and weighed the traffic to try and get some help I don't think she had a cell phone at the time finally I wish Sheela managed to catch the attention of one driver he pulled in and parked right next to her vehicle she went over to the car and saw that he had about four friends with him she asked for help and explained her situation all four got out she noticed they were intoxicated after checking her tire out they went up to her and started acting weird passing remarks and even touching her she was afraid and told them she didn't need their help anymore and asked them directly to leave that made them angry and they started getting more aggressive and even violent then one of them pushed highway Sheila into her car and began assaulting her she screamed but nobody heard her cries they blocked her mouth they all had turns with her they cut her and made markings on her body torturing her until she had no energy to cry or scream highway Sheila just laid there they murdered that poor girl to those sickos and made them laugh they didn't know they made the biggest mistakes of their lives she came back from the dead eager thirsty for the blood of her murderers she hunted them down like animals one by one and killed them in the most brutal manner possible many people have claimed encountering her apparently she lurks the n2 highway and tampers with cars as they pass it said that she hitchhikes for a lift to her home I don't know for sure what she looks like and I haven't seen her and certainly wouldn't want to or one anyone else - there's a picture of the house and the highway look closely at the window when you see it the guy standing there took that picture because he wanted to show his family the house I don't think he ever went back to that house again and I don't blame him I don't know how much is true but if you're on the n2 Highway in South Africa be sure to keep an eye out for highway Shelagh I'm a late line I never used to get scared of any ghost stories and I always enjoyed catching up with any horror movie my friends considered me lucky because I was spared from watching the horrifying scenes I never believed in ghosts and paranormal activities not until August 2015 we are an Anglo Indian family and usually it has been our custom to visit our family bungalow for any special occasion this time it was my cousin's wedding and a party was thrown at the bungalow we were gathered over there and the music was being played at full blast as I cannot see I was slightly getting disoriented and I requested my cousin Elvis to take me to a quiet place where I could relax he took me to a lawn which was at the back yard at the bungalow we were talking to each other when one of my aunts called out for Elvis he told me that he would come back and he left I was standing there it was quite cold and I could vaguely hear the music from far away suddenly the swing in the backyard started swaying I was wondering who it was and I asked if someone was there there was no reply I thought that the swing must have moved because of the wind I started feeling uncomfortable after a while it was as though someone was watching me I started feeling very cold and I sense the presence standing next to me darkus that person was put in my ears I was frightened because I had never heard such a strange voice ever in my life I was demanding that person to tell me who it was but there was no reply I was trying to find my way out to the party area because I was terribly scared just then Elvis came back to find me in a panic state he asked me if I was okay and I questioned him if anyone else was there around me he told me that there was no one except for me and him I requested him to take me away from there and I didn't speak a word after that even after that date that experience gives me a chill in my spine I can't forget it I'm not sure if it was a paranormal presence or my cousin's prank on me but whatever it was it was scary I haven't shared it with anyone in my family because I'm sure that they will not believe me this is a story about my friend Tim I didn't know it then but the same ghost that was visiting me was also haunting a complete stranger that I would eventually meet this ghost was so persistent it actually changed the paths of our lives it started with a dream for Tim a ghost taunting him about things that happened him that seemed so real he actually started to believe in himself even though he had no genuine recollection of it this was one of his first experiences with a visit from the ghost in his dreams he found himself standing in the woods in the middle of the dense bog it was misting to the point of almost raining he blew in his hands to warm them and notice he could see his breath when he exhaled his feet were cold and he looked down at the man notice he didn't have the heavy insulated boots he normally wore when he was hiking would instead a rather thin pair of tall leather boots he stared at them feeling a bit confused they were not his boots but yet he recognized them he stomped his feet a few times to get some circulation going his legs were sore as though he had been hiking for a very long time Wood stood still for too long and they had fallen asleep he looked around to himself to try to figure out where he was night was beginning to fall and the darkness mixed with a fog made it very difficult to distinguish his surroundings he picked a direction and proceeded to begin making his way to the woods squinting the dark trying to make out his surroundings it felt like it had the yearning so he walked up to a tree and reach down to unzip his fly he felt for the metal fastener and realized that there was no zipper instead he found very large clumsy buttons he managed to undo them enough so he could relieve himself and then had terrible time closing them back up with his fingers being so cold all he saw around him was the shadows of tremendous dark trees in the fall he found he had no choice but to continue on trying to maintain a straight path thinking sooner or later he would have to walk out of the woods he stopped and listened momentarily to see if he could hear anything or anyone around him but there was only total silence that fell on his ears they continued on hearing only his breathing and the sounds of the speed on the dead leaves and twigs snapping beneath the weight of his boots suddenly very far off in the distance he thought he heard a voice call out they stopped suddenly in mid-stride and carefully listened again there was only complete silence they took another step and then heard something once again it was very faint and far away but definitely a voice calling out who's there he called out in the darkness no one answered him he continued to stand silent allowing his ears to pick up the slightest sound or movement again he strained his eyes to pick up anything moving anywhere around him turning a full circle he checked all directions in front of them he could barely just make out a very faint light flickering very far off in front of him the moment he noticed the light he again heard a voice from the same direction he aimed himself towards the light and set out in the direction of it taking long strides while keeping focused on it so as not to lose sight of it and he felt completely lost he knew it was very important not to lose sight of that flickering light they traveled towards it as quickly as he was able to traveling through the thick underbrush and fallen branches tripping and falling several times in the cold wet ground his palms are scratched and bleeding from trying to soften his falls whenever he tripped but even so he could barely feel the pain from the cold the light was growing slightly larger but it was an odd sort of light not steady like a flashlight would be but instead flickered like a flame would when a fire was lit in the dark he caught out several times but no one replied the only sound he could hear was the loud thundering of his own heart beating from the exertion of travelling so quickly to the woods and his own heavy breathing he felt as though he had travelled for miles and hours but yet the light seemed to grow further away from him instead of closer exhausted now he knew we would have to stop for a bit he backed up against a large tree being very careful as to never take his eyes away from the light now so very far off in the distance he laid his back against it and slowly slid down into it into a squatting position against its trunk he was trying to take some of the weight off his aching legs and feet he leaned they're trying to slow his heart beat down by drawing and long deep breaths and letting them back out very slowly trying to allow his lungs to absorb as much oxygen as possible it didn't seem to be working he felt as though he was being suffocated very slowly it was almost as if though somebody was choking the arrow that his windpipe with their hands he began to realize that he was approaching unconsciousness as his legs gave way from under him and he fell to the ground hard on his buttocks the only thing keeping an upright was the huge tree trunk he had been leaning on his eyes seemed to be losing focus as he continued to struggle to focus on the flickering light the trees already distorted in the fog were beginning to waver as though he were looking at them through water his head was pounding in unison to his own heartbeat the flickering light begin to diminish to a mere speck and was almost completely gone now he reached his hand out as though he were trying to grab it and hold on to it to prevent it from disappearing from his sight completely please he mumbled please don't leave me here alone he felt drool dripping long strings from the corner of his mouth as he spoke and run down his neck it felt as though his blood was trapped in his head causing his face to swell and bruised from the pressure his eyelids felt as though they were also beginning to swell over his eyes so severely he had what a sliver of vision remaining through them left now with nothing than mere slits to see through he reached out and tried to rub his legs but he could not even feel his own hands on a splash they were cold and stiff to his touch he thought tremendous fear he knew he was fading from consciousness and he even thought that perhaps it was time for him to pass from here and he had given in to the thought he raised his eyes one last time towards the direction where the flickering light had been and suddenly there it was directly before him huge and overwhelming like a great fire the light now so bright it burned his eyes and the heat of its so intense his face felt as though the flesh were melting from it a small bit of the flame fell from the mass and landed on something lying in the grass near him it almost looked like a belt or a strap to him it ignited from the flame and began to burn following its length towards him climbing up his chest and within inches of his neck he patted on it desperately and felt above the flame he realized that the strap was wrapped around his neck he pulled at it desperately trying to pull it away from him but it seemed to be buried in the very flesh of his neck someone please help me he called out in the darkness suddenly the pressure from his neck was gone and he could feel air fill his lungs once again the fire disappeared simultaneously but now there was a figure standing before him as his vision cleared he realized it was a woman she was standing in front of him with her head oddly cocked to one side he must do what I say he heard her words in his head that was when he woke he went to the bathroom the splash cold water on his face when he leaned forward to dry his face he noticed a mark on his neck it almost looked like a tiny part of a rope burn I too found myself standing alone on a long narrow gravel road it was very dark it was a damp grey mist rolling along the ditches almost appearing as though it were a gray ghost lurking against the total blackness that had enveloped me I could see despite the darkness the tremendous trees lined both sides of the road beside me they had new leaves the branches were very long and black blacker than the darkness it was itself they stretched out over the roads from both sides as though they were trying to touch each other above me but that had somehow become snarled and twisted at their spiny tips now interlocked entangled they formed the tunnel of fact above me and around me despite the heavy mist in the darkness I could still see clearly down the road before me and far off into the distance there a pinpoint of light I observed a shadow like figure that appeared to be moving towards me even though I was deep in sleep I could actually smell the dampness of the air in the aroma of the wet rotting bark the huge black trees I felt fear beginning to float through me clenching my body paralyzing my legs and feet causing me to be unable to move them I felt as though I was standing in hardened cement the figure continued to move slowly and deliberately towards me making short jerky movements with every step it took it seemed to take endless hours for it to reach me I watched as it moved closer and closer with no way for me to flee I could only observe and wait now finally but a few yards from me the figure abruptly stopped and stood completely motionless directly in front of me the fog was now so dense I felt as though I was looking through a very thick dirty glass the distorted the face and made it near and possible for me to make out any distinct features I could feel the cold heavy air weighing on my skin I glanced down to my forearm and observed that the dampness of the mist had formed a few tiny little beads of liquid on it I watched as they suddenly gathered together to form one big water droplet that tickled me as it trickled off my skin and toppled to the ground in slow motion I had a sudden flashback of memory before my eyes I saw the tears landing on top of the grease and my bowl of soup the nine had learned of my mother's impending death and lifted my eyes back up to the figure startled that it was now but a few inches from me the mist had thinned enough to clearly see the features of the face it was a woman she was looking at me in a very odd sort of way she spoke to me but her lips were not moving it was as though I heard her with my mind it's time for you to change that was all I heard I found myself sitting up in my bed the dream had sent chills down my arms I reached the rub them and found them to be danced to the touch this started many events that deeply affected mine in Tim's life it was a scary time for both of us but eventually we found out what the ghost was really after they haunt you for a reason there is something that they want from you and sometimes you eventually find out what that is the soft thought of following footsteps echo behind him as he hurried through the snowflakes toward home they kept pace with him quickening when he quickened and slowing when he slowed his flesh crawled at the sound and he sped up cursing himself for walking home alone from the midnight Christmas Mass normally not a pious man the middle-aged bachelor had suddenly been struck by a wish to hear the old Christmas song sung once again by a church choir and had walked across town to attend the service now he regretted his choice as he passed dark house after dark house in the snowy night and the footsteps ever followed he sped up until he was nearly running and skidded into his fruit a few more paces brought him to the bottom of his front steps and as he dashed up them he realized suddenly that the following footsteps had ceased abruptly he glanced behind him at the cross streets from which he had just turned and saw only one pair of footprints in the snow covered Street when there should have been two he frowned in puzzlement and then shuddered as a cold breeze struck him driving snow against his collar and slammed against the door almost it seemed to pass through the door but that was superstitious nonsense his hand was shaking as he unlocked the front door and hurried inside he expected darkness but was delighted to see the yellow glow of firelight coming from his study doorway upstairs his old housekeeper whom he thought firmly asleep in her attic bedroom must have lit the fire amending his return he struggled out of his coat and paused for a moment amazed to find it still warm and dry though he had walked for more than a mile for a snowstorm it was almost as if he had been walking in a bubble of calm air though he remembered the saw the snowflakes hitting his face when he first stepped out in church before the mysterious footsteps began his shutter was interrupted by a shallow greeting as his old friend Andy came hurrying out of the study his whole face lit up in a grin and the unexpected surprise the two men shook hands heartily and retreated back to the warmth of the firelight talking so fast they stumbled over each other's words and he had left town years ago to take a government job in DC and they hadn't seen each other since nearly an hour passed before it occurred to him that his guests might be hungry his offer of a meal was instantly accepted but Andy was unwilling to leave the comfort of the fire to eat in the kitchen so he jogged downstairs alone to fetch some food he didn't wonder at his friends reluctance to join him in the kitchen and he had looked very pale and had kept shivering that cold while the talks he hoped his friend wasn't ailing for anything a few moments later he was back with warmed up meat in the tails and a couple glasses of beer apologizing profusely as he handed Andy a plate for the mismatched dinnerware and he just laughed and hunkered down to eat when they were both finished he showed his friend to a guest and then tumbled into his own bed asleep all his apprehension caused by mysterious footsteps forgotten in the visit of his friend he jumped out of bed Christmas morning and dashed immediately downstairs to the guest room to rouse his friend and he wasn't there and the bed had not been slept in that was odd he ran down to look in the study but Andy wasn't there either and one plate full of food was sitting on the end table beside his old friend's chair it was completely untouched though he'd seen Andy eating from it the night before skin creeping at the thought he ran to the kitchen and asked his housekeeper if he'd seen Andy but the housekeeper had seen no one either the previous night or this morning he flopped down on the bottom step of the staircase completely baffled where had Andy gone it was a mystery that plagued him all christmas day and he did not enjoy his holiday dinner at all a fact that annoyed his housekeeper he was awakened the next morning from a restless sleep by the sound of the front door though he stumbled out of bed and was splashing water from the bedside pitcher on to his sleepy eyes when a knock came at his bedroom door when he answered his housekeeper handed him a telegram that had just arrived as she hurried back downstairs to prepare his breakfast he opened it curiously not knowing who would be telegraphing him so urgently as he read the telegram he started to tremble the message was short and to the point and his family regretted to inform him that his old friend and had passed away on Christmas Eve in his home Washington DC he sat down hard on the bed the telegram fluttering away from his hand it must have been Andy who had followed him home on Christmas Eve that would explain the eerie footsteps on the dry coke in the middle of a snowstorm he'd spent Christmas Eve with a ghost when I was growing up we didn't know about the dangers of a Ouija board in fact it was often left as a Christmas gift under the tree we played with its son back then but I never thought much of it really just figured others were moving it to be honest in fact it wasn't until I was 17 that I witness proof to me anyways that there was more to this board than originally had believed my first ex-wife girlfriend then were at a party at a friend's house we were sitting around hitting a pipe with the group hey it was the 80s when the subject of the Ouija came up my friends older brother was talking about it it was like dude that thing's just a bunch of bullcrap it was like man it really works you just have to learn to use it correctly and give it some time he asked if I went to play and I said no max on the other hand was enthused so he brought out the board set it up and they began I'll never forget that night I was sitting across the room watching the two of them play they were asking questions getting yes or no answers and I was thinking nakhon so I started think to myself okay is this thing really working mine you I'm across the room nowhere near this board I start repeating a question over and over in my head no one knows I'm doing this I keep repeating in my thoughts what's Tanya's middle name and the board starts going really fast in the figure eight I hear her ask him what's going on he's like I don't know in the meantime I'm repeating my question in my head over and over again it stops and I hear her say hey then it starts again then I hear him say n this continues e TT e then the luigi goes back to normal speed he says and that what's that about she lets go of luigi with her eyes so wide open that they look like they're going to pop out and then she says that's my middle name I was like huh I guess it's not bull it looks across the room at knee and ass dude were you asking that I just smiled and said yes and needless to say she was through playing with the Ouija that night while meeting me it really sparked my interest so for a while I started experimenting with the Ouija by doing sessions it surprised me but it really seemed to be working I noticed though that just about every time we would sit and use this thing it would increase with intensity we would always start out talking with one spirit but then others would come through and take over the board this one in particular would come through by the name of AJ through time we learned it was a young boy who had drowned honestly we came to think of him as a friend but then after a few months his responses became more vulgar in nature sometimes outright hostile we would start getting onto him threatening to end the session and not return again if he didn't stop then the board would start going lightning fast and had trailed to the letters zero zero this would keep repeating until we decided that AJ was throwing a fit we would say goodbye and put the board away and go on about our day well we were tired of it to be honest it seemed like every time that we would get on it AJ would take over and not let us communicate with anyone else so we finally just quit messing with it all together then through the years we learned the dangers of the board and decided good riddance now this is where the story became worth telling just a couple of years ago I learned that the paranormal investigators research into a worldwide phenomenon known as Zozo zoz o or Zozo is a spirit or demon then am fairly certain has been linked to murders and suicides throughout the world it comes to Ouija sessions and begins working on the mental stability of its user searching I think for vulnerable victims now granted we didn't fall into his game to that point than God but I think it's important for anyone that's thinking of using a Ouija board to be aware of this thanks presence he had just graduated from Harvard University and was living in Manhattan he loved the city and was beginning to feel at home on its streets world war two was raging in Europe and like all other good citizens he followed the headlines daily and did his part for the boys overseas hugging his jacket clothes he stood shivering at the corner waiting for the light to change and wondering where his enlisted friends might be staying that cold winter night he hoped they were safe he shivered only partially from the cold and looked around him at the bright lights of Times Square he never tired of this glittering scene his eye was caught by two men who were dressed in the uniforms of the Royal Air Force of England they must be on leave he thought the men stopped beside him glanced quickly at their watches and then nodded and grinned at him the taller of the two asked him in the clip accent of the British if this was Times Square he suppressed the smile at such a touristy question and said that it was the light changed and the two RAF pilots fell into step with the Harvard Graduate is across the street the freemen fell into conversation together as they meander along the shocking streets the Brits were thrilled to be in Times Square after all they had suffered in the war they didn't go into detail about their wartime experiences and he didn't press them he just enjoyed their pleasure in the scene which was marred only by the frequent checking of their watches finally he asked if they had someplace to be he promptly invited them to have dinner with him at the Harvard club and the RAF pilots accepted with alacrity the three men repaired immediately to the Harvard club where they dined leisurely and chatted late into the evening the RAF pilots were good company and told many stories although they glossed over their experiences in the war they continued to check their watches frequently throughout the night but he decided it was just a nervous habit they had picked up someone possibly in the Air Force as midnight approached the two RAF pilots excused themselves and rose from the table they thanked the Harvard man for a memorable evening and started for the door then the tall pilot turned back and told their host that they had always wanted a visit Times Square had never had the opportunity it was strange the pilot added that they had to wait until after they were dead killed in action when their planes were shot down the night before over Berlin to fulfill this dream his eyes widening incredulously and his mouth falling open in shock The Phantom RAF pilot smiled sardonically at him nodded and joined his friend in the doorway then the pilots vanished before the astonished man's eyes just got the stroke of 12:00 midnight [Music] and [Music]

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