7 TRUE Skinwalker Stories Vol. 1

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skinwalkers are very very real growing up in central us I have heard all of the myths and legends about skinwalkers never really gave them any merit up until last week I've also heard that talking or thinking about them can draw them but I need to tell someone anyone who will listen and not think I'm crazy please excuse any errors as this is my first time telling the story and I'm also on my cell phone also excuse the length I just want to make sure I don't miss anything let me start with some background my name is Dakota and I'm 26 and I've grown up in and around the southern Rockies and the Superstition Mountains and all the vast wilderness that is Colorado Utah Arizona and New Mexico [Music] all my life I've been drawn to the outdoors hiking climbing biking rafting kayaking you name it and I've done it I'm very experienced in all of these activities that worked as a guide and survival instructor since the age of 19 I've experienced many strange and possibly paranormal things during my time in the wild but I'm rambling those stories can be posted separately there of any interest to anyone anyways last Friday I took some time off for myself just to get back in tune with the solitude of nature I packed all of my gear finished going through my checklist and made sure to let some of the other guides know where I was headed and when I'd be back a few days later I then loaded my gear into my four-wheeler made sure bear my very large very loyal and very protective German Shepherd was comfy in the passenger seat bear is my lookout adventure partner and best friend he never leaves my side even to the point that all the small business around the long forgotten mining town I call home welcomed him happily who we set out shortly after 11 a.m. towards a canyon I'd recently discovered hidden away behind thick brush and an apparent rockslide after about five hours of driving through the dusty and desolate landscape the trail continued on between a narrow passage with the mountainous cliffs when we arrived at park the four-wheeler behind a large outcropping of boulders took the keys and covered it with a colored not that I was worried about theft I was probably miles away from the nearest human I covered it to keep out the unforgiving Sun to prevent any melting damage after getting the four-wheeler stashed away I donned my pack my sidearm a large calibre Desert Eagle there aren't many large animals out here but I like guns and target shooting so who cares if it's overkill it's a last means of protection and it'll do the job I surveyed the area there was thick brush and dry foliage all around us with a small foot trail I cleared from the four-wheeler at our rear a large rock pile in front of us with sheer cliffs on either side I stirred it around the rocks to the very narrow passage in behind on the left side it was a tight squeeze and I had to remove my pack and pull it behind me I had to side shuffle like this for about 20 feet with cold jagged rock against my chest and loose boulders against my back the trail narrowed near the end and I had to suck in my chest and wriggle my way out into a large opening in the rocks where bear waited happily for me with his head cocked to the side with a confused look on his face almost as if wondering why I was struggling when he passed so easily when I finally freed myself from the narrow crevice and looked around my jaw dropped all around me the cliff walls were covered in ancient cave paintings and carvings some of which I recognized from some other Native American sites used as religious sites but many of these symbols were new to me the most notable was a large painting near where the trail continued on it depicted a large figure whose head and antlers resembled that of a deer but the body was long and narrow and strangest of all bipedal it's a times like these I wish I'd brought some piece of technology such as a camera or my iPhone but I usually leave them at home and only bring an emergency stat phone intrigued I left the opening and headed on down the trail I was surprised by the steep downward slope that seemed heading down further and further into the earth and was even more surprised when the trail ended at the mouth of a large cave a cave I hadn't known about this couldn't get any better I set down my pack and pulled out my flashlight it was getting pretty dark so I figured I'd just check out the opening and then get settled for the night I wandered in a few feets and abruptly stopped when the floor dropped down into a chasm my flashlight nearly penetrated the dark abyss below me disappointed that I'd need to return another day with my caving gear and possibly a partner I headed back towards the mouth of the cave and there who had strangely stayed put and not followed me in he must be tired I thought as I suddenly started to realize my own fatigue after five hours of driving and nearly four hours of hiking I started a small fire with some light newspaper logs I'd packed in which burn for a surprisingly long time he did up some water for some dehydrated omelet and gave bear his bag of kibble after a not quite so satisfying meal anyone who has backpack knows I unrolled my sleeping bag and got comfortable with the fire by my side and the distant view of stars peaking between the distant cliff tops that sheltered me from the rest of the world with that peaceful thought I dozed off to the sound of the crackling fire and bear snoring beside me I sleep checked my watch when I was not just awake it was almost 3:00 in the morning I softly pushed Bears head away from nudging me so I could go back to sleep but that's when in the dim firelight I saw his teeth bared and head low beside me in a protective position he was staring towards the mouth of the cave with a deep guttural growl emanating from his throat more alert now aya clumsily grabbed for my flashlight and unholstered my pistol my finger ready to switch off the safety emotion to bear to be quiet which was a very handy skill that had taken a lot of time to learn on command he quieted but still snarled staring at the dark hole in the cliff I illuminated the edge of the drop off my gun aimed with the beam and we listened for a few minutes all I heard was silence besides my heartbeat then faintly I heard it I still can't describe it but I'll try my best it sounded like the bleats of a goat and the yell of a wild cat coming together to form words that seemed so broken and foreign quiet at first it was accompanied by a clacking and scraping sound getting closer and closer I strained my eyes to see the edge in the beam of light what I saw next I'm sure has been burned into my mind's eye and I'll never forget it in the light long rotten fingers with thick black claws curls around the lip and proceeded to pull something up and over into the cave this thing pulled itself to standing it was about six feet tall with long deer-like legs too skinny to support it that ended in small hooves that seemed to float above the ground the body looked semi human but a skeleton draped with rotting stinking flesh with patches of manged fur and ribs protruding from the chest the smell was wretched and I wanted to look away to vomit and to run but I was paralysed with fear and I kept staring at the long curled antlers the warped and twisted body long arms hanging loosely in front claws scraping the ground but mostly the disturbing contorted mix of human and animal intertwined to make a face so haunting I will remember vividly on my dying day I'm sure and when it locked onto my view with its empty rotted sockets it met my eyes and then I heard it quietly but all around me that horrid howl mangled words let me help you with that I snapped out of my paralyzed state switched the safety off and pulled the trigger once twice three times from only three feet away in an instant the horrible thing before me flickered and was two feet to my right I fired again and again as this thing twitched and jerked towards me a terrifying nightmare coming to consume my very being I don't remember much of what happened next bear barking us sprinting flashes of a gunfire the jerking and clacking the putrid breath on my neck the voice the evil voice echoing around me let me help you I remember the peak of sunlight the roar of the side by my side as me and bear sped through the desert we woke up in our shack uninjured but forever scarred by our experience it's kept me awake every night since and I needed to tell somebody to warn somebody please if you see the carving of the thing or see an unknown cave please don't enter skinwalker in the woods my da Craven posted one year ago I live right next to a Navajo Reservation and have made friends with many of the people there my age we like to hang out play video games and just be normal teens I walk over a lot since my best friend lives a little less than a mile away from me this isn't a long trek and usually only takes me about 25 to 30 minutes I've made this trip dozens of times and have grown very comfortable with it I know the people along the way so I'm not scared or even on edge there is a patch of forest however about midway there it's a little unnerving sometimes there's always the feeling of being watched this was a regular occurrence for me so I tried to just ignore it and shake it off as my mind playing tricks on me this day I spent more time at my friend's house than I meant to and when I left it was already getting dark I reached the stretch of forest right as the Sun disappeared from the sky I shivered a little as I readied myself to begin the journey through I was ten steps in when I heard a branch snap you know the sounds the one that screams there is definitely someone or something there with you I froze not sure of what I should do next should I run should I turn around and book it back to my friend's house I didn't know the best option in this situation I whispered hello hearing my voice crack as the words fell from my lips I don't know why I even opened my mouth but it was out there so I listened for any reply my heart sank when the answer came back in the sound of my voice hello I started to breathe too fast my heart pounded against my chest I felt like I might faint hello my voice came back again but not from my mouth I wanted to run but my feet felt cemented to the ground I couldn't scream I couldn't reply as my voice echoed over and over from a short distance away I couldn't pinpoint exactly where it was coming from it sounded like it was everywhere around me hello hello hello it repeated stop it I finally managed to tear from my lips everything went silent for a long minute nothing happened the air grew stale and I realized for the first time that there were no typical forest sounds there were no bugs no frogs or crickets nothing I stood there terrified waiting to see what would happen next stop it it mimicked back I'd had enough and it was willing my heavy legs to move before I could take a step I heard rustling in the bushes twenty feet to my left I watched in horror as a deer head with huge antlers protruded through the brush as it came further out and stood up on twos I took off I flew out of those woods and all the way home in record time I said nothing to my mom when I got there I just went up to my room lay down and thought about what happened my mother came in at some point and asked me if everything was all right I replied that yes I was just tired I don't know why I didn't tell her I guess I might have been afraid of how she would react I called my friend and told him everything he freaked out and told me that no matter what happened that night did not reply or look out my window this terrified me even more he said to call him the next morning and he would explain more and the he had to speak to his grandfather as soon as possible that night I didn't sleep at all I stayed awake listening to every little sound the night brought around 3 a.m. just as I was about to drift off the air changed the night sounds quieted I felt my heart begin to pound I lay there and awaited pulling the covers up over my head like a child far too scared to move it came after a long moments hello I cried it was all I could do hello stop it it marked what I had said in the woods again it was terrifying enough when it copied what I said but then it did something new it called my name Amy my mother's voice Amy Amy come here Amy hello stop it my voice again for the rest of the night the creature outside my window called my name in my mother's voice and repeated what I said in the woods over and over in the morning when the Sun broke through the dark it finally stopped I fell into a fitful sleep I woke up around twelve to my friend calling me to tell me he had spoken to his grandfather and could explain what had happened he said there is a creature they called Yi nada Liu Shi he who goes on all fours or a skinwalker he explained that it was an evil which they used dark magic to transform into an animal with the attributes it required and that it had caught my scent and knew me now I was also given a warning that since it knew me it would always follow me that I would always have to be careful last night I heard scratching on my window then a low hum the creature began saying my name again but also adding in things I hadn't said in my mother's voice at one point it started calling my name but drawing it out really far like a me it tried to get me to come outside or to open the door and let it in my house this went on all night at this point I feel like I'm going crazy I don't know what to do is it seriously going to stalk the shadows around me for the rest of my life I don't think I can take that skinwalker encounter hosted by King five one seven nine hours ago this story is probably the scariest thing that's ever happened to me I live in Montana where people are known for sighting tiny people in the mountains and skinned walkers this is about a skinwalker I didn't really know what a skinwalker was until I encountered one me and at least five other people decided to go out and have a few drinks to celebrate one of our buddies birthdays we'll call him bill it was July 15 2017 we were over at his house smoking weed and having a few beers one of my buddies said we should go do some scary stuff to see who pussied out first everyone agreed being the crossfaded people we were bill said there was an abandoned barn on his land and his parents always told him to never go over there because of reasons said he will tell us the reasons on the way we all get up and leave and started to walk to the barn the barn was at least 20 minutes away it was nothing but grass and open fields because he lived on what used to be a farm so there was a lot of acres of land bill started to tell the story of his great-great-grandfather and how he used to beat his wives in the barn to teach them lessons but one day once he was finished beating one of his wives and chaining her up his fingernails started to turn black he started to scream that he was on fire as his skin slowly turned more black from the fingertips all the way up to his head and covered his whole body almost like he was getting burned once the story was finished we got to the barn we all looked over it it was exactly as you would think a barn but look painted red really old this was maybe at 9:00 p.m. so it was pretty dark bill walked up to the door and we all followed as he opened it and it Unchained from the barn and fell flat on the ground if one of us stood in the way of the door we would have been killed if we weren't careful we continued on through as we walked into the barn it was quiet no bugs or rats to be heard we walk around the place one of our buddies pulls out a phone and shines the light so he could see he shined it at the horse entrance of the farm the door at the back we saw a tall white figure its eyes glowed like someone was taking a picture of a cat its back was arched up as it crawled on its two legs and its two long arms the arms had huge claws on them almost like a wolves but without the fur just as it stared at us it was staring right at me I was dazed in fear as one of my friends had to knock me out of it and we all ran once we left the bar and I looked back to it staring back at us from the front door it cracked his neck to the side you could hear a cracking its neck from at least a mile away it was so loud we ran all the way back to the house not looking back after that we all decided to stay out in the living room as it was the smartest thing to do since we were in a group one of our friend said he couldn't sleep on the floor and he begged bill to let us to use his room to sleep bill let him we all fell asleep about an hour later we Co we woke up at 3:30 a.m. to hear an old man screaming from Bill's room it wasn't his father he was out of town nor was it our friends we all tried to get into the room but it was locked I told everyone to back up as I kick down the door and barged into the room to see our friend curled up in the corner covering his face with his knees we all walked over to him to try to convince him it was just us but he pushed us away and said leave me alone we left the room not knowing what happened we heard the front door open and something heavy barrage out of the house like it was crawling through the house we ran outside with a flashlight and we saw the tall white creature we once saw before run back to the barn it ran like he was jumping almost like a lion our friend still doesn't want to talk about what he saw that night when he remembers it he starts to throw up and become scared I soon started to talk about his story when I went camping with friends a few months after and they said I encountered a skinwalker we've never gone back to that barn since did I meet a skinwalker in New Mexico posted five months ago my Gandalf the blaze a year or so ago had left England for the summer in order to travel a bit and maybe find some work abroad for a few months I managed to stumble across a decently paying job as a farmhand in the northwestern area of the Navajo Nation reservation in New Mexico the farmer was looking for somebody to help him with busy work over the summer and allowed me to sleep in what I can only describe as a cabin basically a big shed he had renovated in order to house whoever he had working for him at that moment in time it was a large farmland and the shed was situated pretty much parallel to the house across the largest field of crops living in his shed with me was a half Native American boy who was about the same age as me named a Higa apologies if I misspelled it's been a while since I wrote or spoke his name anyway I arrived at the cabin after a long and stressful journey by a plane and then pretty much hitchhiking my way across the USA I met the farmer and the boy and they both seemed friendly enough everything was smooth sailing for about two weeks even with the relentless heat beating down on my pale English skin a Higa and I became close as we were around each other 24/7 he would always tell me interesting stories of Navajo legends he often told me of the now lu-shi skinwalkers in detail and he seemed very knowledgeable on the subject he told me how he dreamed of these creatures often it seemed like he had some kind of morbid obsession with these things I chalked it all up to horror stories and didn't really put any stock into what he was saying although it did interest me I've never been one to believe in or fear the supernatural one evening after a heavy day of work I headed back to the cabin to shower and change I got back to the cabin showered got changed and sat down on my bed there was no sign of a Higa yet which was weird because he was usually back by now I waved it off and left my cabin to head into the nearest town he will just to explore a bit more in the land I was staying in I explored for a while and found a nearby bar to drink in as I hadn't had a single drink since moving here I left the bar at around 10:30 p.m. and it was pretty much fully dark I began to walk back to the farm as I walked back along the windy road I felt as if I was being watched I walked on a bit faster and made my way across to the farm as I walked around the farmer's house I noticed wood looked like someone carrying a bag under their arm leaving my cabin something felt and looked not right about this figure and its movements I went stealth mode almost instinctively and took the long way around the field hiding behind the fencing I managed to get a good angle on the figure as he stood up the light shining from within the cabin illuminated him and I saw it was a Higa at first I was relieved but then I saw how erratically he was moving almost with no rhythm at all under his arm he clutched a dog's severed head I felt sick to my stomach and ducked down but managed to compose myself I poked my head up to check once more and he was heading off into the forest I took this opportunity to dart for the cabin and pull my keys out to unlock the door as I got close I tripped and dropped my keys they thundered to the ground I proposed myself back up and turned to see why I fell and saw I had tripped over the rest of the dog I swung around to look towards the woods and saw Haga on all fours not like an animal but like a person with their arms and legs bent in the wrong direction it felt as if he was looking directly into my soul he had two yellow glowing eyes and a confused look on his crooked face I am a Haga I think he tried to say but the words were guttural and frothy almost like Gollum I unlocked the door and bolted inside locking it behind me and closing all the curtains and windows in the cabin i sat awake all night hearing noises and feeling watched somehow I'd heard whatever it was at the door now and again pretending to be a Higa it would repeat parts of the stories a Higa had been telling me whenever we relaxed in the cabin together on previous nights and every time it showed up a horrific smell filled the cabin and made me vomit in the end the harassment stops and daylight began to shine through the curtains I checked out the window and saw nothing outside I quickly gathered all my possessions and got the fuck out of there I flew back to England the next week after using all my farm had money to rent a hotel room on the east coast as far away from the place as I could I often wondered what happened to a Haga but I'm glad I didn't wait around to find out many of you won't believe this story but I can assure you it's a hundred percent true and I still think about it at night to this day I'm not sure what I saw but sometimes I still feel as if I'm being watched but I think this may be paranoia there's no stories of these things following you across the pond is there skinwalkers of the UK posted by bear beard 8 to 2 one year ago I'm a 23 year old 5 foot 9 male from Manchester in the UK I just recently moved from the south of Manchester to a town in the north for anonymity sake I'm changing my name for the tale of the encounter I'll call myself Ben my brother Joe and my friend Alex the house I live in now is an old Victorian style terraced house with a small back garden and a large open field behind that leading off into a big Nature Reserve so this happened yesterday and I'm still coming to terms with it though were entirely sure what we saw I need to put this out there my friend and I moved in together in this new house with the field on the back and from night one we heard noises coming from the back gardens sensor lights lighting up from neighbours gardens fences rattling bins knocking over we chalked it up as being foxes looking for an easy meal or cats on a late night hunt since it was a huge wooded area leading into back gardens where people keep their bins so we thought nothing of it my bedroom overlooks the back garden and I can see over the field and onto the tree line from the forest one night the other week was a pretty hot night so I left my bedroom windows open to let some Breeze in and cool me down the Sun went down and I heard the usual cat activity fighting hissing and defenses rattling when they jump up to go where they want to go about three hours into a YouTube marathon I noticed it was dead silent outside not your usual quiet I mean dead silent as though I didn't have my windows open at all that was until dogs started barking the creeped out feeling caused by the lack of noise went away and I went back to YouTube another 30 minutes past when the barking was joined by more dogs in that time and honestly was starting to piss me off so I went to the window to shut it as to block out the noise what I saw still scares me as I'm writing this now because I know what it was at the far edge of the field and off to the left of the treeline looked to be a silhouette of a dog what caught my eye is how big it was it must have been five foot tall and considering I'm five nine I was understandably intrigued at first it didn't move but as I watched a light came on in the garden adjacent to it and it stood up on its back legs awestruck this thing now stood about nine feet tall I still couldn't see it properly due to the distance we were apart but this thing shot off into the woods like a rocket way too fast for anything of that size to move I stated the window dogs still barking driving me nuts until I decided I was being stupid I couldn't see it properly and I was tired and my eyes were strained from watching videos so I just shrugged it off as myself being tired and my eyes playing tricks on me I went to bed that night after watching more videos to allow me to sleep now it wouldn't be a scary encounter if it ended there and unfortunately for us it didn't I for one wish it had fast forward two weeks and my brother Joe came up from my parents house for the weekend he's 15 and we both love the outdoors camping survivalcraft made-up apocalypse stories and scenarios are our Forte we spent the night inside as it was raining and it got too dark and late to venture out at that time we got a pizza and played some Xbox and went to sleep yesterday we got up and got our shit together for the trip said bye to my friend Alex and set out on the road to the entrance of the forest it didn't take us long to find a decent spot to set up only about a two hours walk Joe gathered firewood while I set up the tents and got food ready everything was going well and were having a fun seeing who could flick the pebbles furthest it's about 9:00 p.m. and we both decide it's time to get some sleep so we zip up the tents and fall asleep later in the night I'm woken up by Joe unzipping my tent quietly and stepping inside trying to be quiet he kept his gaze outside and looked spooked i sat up and asked what's wrong lifting a finger to his mouth and crouching down he whispered there's someone out there only now did I notice he had his knife in his hand I asked what happened and he only said went for a pee heard sticks snapping just then I heard what he meant it sounded like it was coming from behind the tent he was breathing heavy and was looking at me wide-eyed I motioned for him to stay quiet and I grabbed my knife too we listen for what seemed like hours when we heard it move off into the woods in front of our sight this brought a sense of ease until we heard a whispered voice call from outside the sight Joe Joe look at this tree it sounded like me exactly like me we froze staring at each other trying to make heads or tails of what we were hearing I remember I shouted that earlier that day because this tree I saw was wonky and weird-looking and I knew Joe would get a kick out of it it started again Joe this tree it started to sound angrier it went silent and we stayed there petrified until I mustered up enough courage to look between the gap and the zippers at the edge of the sight lit dimly by our now dying fire I saw a huge doglike thing with thick fur red human-shaped eyes a short snout and huge muscly legs staring the way a stray dog looks at someone eating a chicken leg hungrily at my brother's tent I move away from the hole reluctantly not wanting to take my eye off this thing but needing to know if it was just me seeing this thing to emotion for him to have a look with my hand on his shoulder ready to pull him away if anything happens he was shaking like a leaf at this point and so was i but I still needed to stay strong and keep him calm as a good older brother should we hear quiet sounds then it walked around the sight every so often stopping and repeating Joe this tree look at this tree we waited until we couldn't hear anything before we talked again the fuck was that Ben I have no idea but I think we should stay awake we whisper it to each other it was daylight before we even looked outside again it was long since gone we cautiously stepped out knives in hand and me first staring at where the thing stood there were no tracks no marks only a few broken twigs and sticks we packed our bags one at a time one on the lookout and one packing and switching after we finished packing we got back to the trail and speed walked out of there we didn't say a word to passing bikers and dog walkers until we got home and broke down in the living room telling Alex what had happened she just sat there coffee in her hand ja Swan lo and Goffin Lee staring at us spilling details of our run-in with this thing when we were done she looked at us straight glancing between us and said one word skinwalker needless to say now I know I'll be staying at my parents house for a while with my brothers and finding a new place to live in the city

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Published: Mon Nov 26 2018

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