Truckers Share Their Creepiest Late Night Moments (r/AskReddit)

truckers of reddit have you ever gotten spooked or creeped out while parking overnight somewhere if so what happened I used to haul salt water off fogwell sites in Oklahoma on the night shift I was standing at the rear of my trailer as I was loading out in B Fe somewhere when I heard gravel crunching like someone was walking towards me got that feeling where you feel you're being watched stepped around the trailer towards the sound and shined my flashlight at a cow licking the side of my trailer my name is cow and when it's late and all the men hath parked the freight and when I find a man who's stuck I walk right up I lick the truck pulled over for a break on the way to melbourne from sydney at a truck stop no street lights or anything pitch-black no other trucks or cars at the stop I turn off my lights I switch the truck off do the curtains lock the truck from both sides jump into bed set my alarm and set my phone above me in the compartment I was rolling over from side to side for around 5-10 minutes I couldn't get to sleep due to it being prime summer temperatures reaching around 30 degrees at night I'm looking up at the ceiling mentally planning out the day ahead suddenly the passenger side door opens up slightly cabin light turns on what the frig now the truck is fairly a late model and in pristine condition so there's no question about door being faulty or anything I just sat there for what felt like eternity expecting someone to come up and see me sitting there with a solid rod in my hand that we use for tightening belts and no one came up nor was there any noise at all just quiet eerie silence I grabbed my torch and jumped down walked around the truck no other trucks were around nor were there any cars it was just me and my fully loaded B double after around five ten minutes of getting freaked around with I locked up and went to bed again woke up next morning yawned fixed myself up along with the bed opened the curtains and FML there's a cemetery next to the stop where I parked hunger and laziness all escaped upon realisation grabbed keys Frick putting shoes on Frick putting pants on switch truck on and the just got the Frick out of there ASAP back when my dad was a truck driver he stopped to sleep in a lot one night the guy he leased his truck from happened to see him parked there and in the morning when my dad went to the restroom this guy used to spare key and hide in the sleeper once my dad was on starting to leave the guy reached out and grabbed him my dad said he freaked out so he just bailed out of the truck it was moving around five miles per hour my boyfriend is a truck driver who routinely does midnight runs oddly enough I asked him this question myself a few days ago he told me that one night he getting ready to park in a lot next to a truck stop he said it looked like there was no lights no cars no sign of anyone but he said screw it he was tired he woke up the next morning parked on the side of the road with three Highway Patrol vehicles behind him he was about 15 miles away from the truck stopped he parked at thing is he was sleeping in his camp of the whole night he has no idea how he got on the side of the road and logic says someone tried stealing the truck and succeeded and the police convinced him of this happening as they saw a man in a black jumpsuit running away from his truck into a nearby field even then he still feels uneasy about the whole situation apparently the doors were still locked from the inside and there was no real sign of anyone trying to break in I think waking up not where I went to bed would break me two stories maybe not winners but creepy overnight parking for sure I was really new to the business and had parked at a stop in Texas enroute from one place to another it was August there was nothing unusual about this situation I was in the middle of a parking lot with 70 odd other trucks I woke up with a start six hours later to the truck shaking and rolling hellacious noise all around and a psychedelic light show blasting me from every direction it was a severe thunderstorm that I'd had no idea was coming wind pounding rain thunder and lightning to beat hack being in a truck during a storm is closer to being in a tent than in a house I'd never experienced it before and even though I grew up with this kind of severe weather I lay there in this tossing heaving sensory party I don't even know where I go right now to get safe if I had to hack I don't even know how to find out if this is severe or regular or a tornado I was really tired the next morning too I parked for the night somewhere in Southwest Michigan on the way to Grand Rapids again a truck stopped full of trucks shut down and went to bed I woke up looking at one of the cabin lights which was on I think fell asleep with the lights on again genius and frees the light I'm looking at only comes on if you deliberately turn it on which I never did or if the door is open just then I felt a slight roll of the cab laps telltale whenever someone is climbing up I wish I had similar rare grambo crap I could claim I did but I can't I yelled now I can make myself hurt in very loud environments pretty easily and this was the dead loved a quiet night and I yelled get out loud enough to send Legion into the jerison pigs there was a frenzied scrambling and the truck rocked some more then I hear a very small woman's voice I'm sorry I got the wrong truck nothing from me for a second then are you okay yeah just get the Frick out of here moral of that story lock your doors she was either a driver or a prostitute and it doesn't matter because either way she got the wrong truck a couple years ago I was sleeping in my van in North Hollywood after getting off for work I had the seats folded down and a long plywood plank with a mattress on top of them so I was elevated at windows level but they were tinted woke up late one night and was startled by a guy standing outside staring into the van and talking to himself I realized he wasn't trying to look in but was looking at his reflection I don't know how long he had been there but he was there for another 15 minutes until he staggered off people really need to realize that there is a good chance somebody is looking at your dumb butt when you check your reflection in tinted one-way windows we have a big window like this at the office and several times a day people walk up to it and check themselves out primp make kissy faces etc and meanwhile there is an office of like 15 people right there looking at them have a trucker story from the extended family an uncle used to drive a lot and he always came back with the most weirdest stories ever while every family member knew his stories there was one story he told and warned about even to me when I was six or so moral of the story is to never stay during night in the desert alone it seems once he drove to Chile he had a contract and the way there was okay I made the travel myself later in life it's beautiful whenever he was done he usually spent a few books on booze but this time due to a family gathering he wanted to come back as soon as possible so instead of drinking in Sun bar he decided to sleep a bit of the Atacama Desert well it's a desert and he had parked way outside the road in a few miles before the next village he sleeps and wakes up on someone singing he is confused and thinks it's the radio but the radio is not on then the singing stops and it sounds more like a scream of help that's when he wants to get out and help but still he is confused he said he started the motor and the lights to see where and who was there he also did open the window a bit and yelled asking what happened it was nothing and right then when he decides to get out anyway he catches a movement in the corner of where the lights end it looked like a woman that the face was pitch dark he freaks out and drives away non-stop until he reached home whatever he saw or thought he saw every time he told the story his face went pale even my grandmother commented how he was usually a very jolly guy but whatever happened in the Atacama Desert freaked him totally out that places all kinds of spooky from extra-terrestrial to supernatural i ike the atacama is where they found that alleged alien ancestor mummy like most people here this didn't happen to me one of my good friends from middle school had a stepfather who was a truck driver for a good amount of time he was a tough son of a B I never saw him not look like he could kill someone except one time when he told us why he stopped driving trucks he was on a long trip from somewhere down in Texas to Boise Idaho by the time he hit the freeway close to Boise he had already been up for 24 hours by the way I don't believe he could have seen this coming outside of Boise he was driving late at night at the fastest legal speed when out off no way he sees someone sit straight up in the middle of the road he didn't have enough time to even hit the brakes not that it would have helped she was decapitated on the spot he later found out she was tweaked out I don't think even if he wasn't sleep deprived he would have seen her lying in the road from what the police could gather she walked out there sat down and eventually fell asleep in the road no one knows who she was or how she got that far out holy crap one of my trucker friends has a story about spending the night alone in a rural stop in the middle of a Maine winter she had a bit of an uneasy feeling about the place but couldn't put her finger on anything and needed badly to rest so she stayed perfect Stephen King setup right she's usually a very solid sleeper but wakes up around 3:00 a.m. that night she's not quite sure what woke her up until she notices that the cab is very slowly and gently rocking side to side she can also hear on intermittent soft sort of rubbing sound that corresponds with the rocking she was a seasoned trucker already at this point but really wasn't sure what this was and all the ideas that came to mind ranged from the mundane but alarmingly unsavory to the outright paranormal terrified she creeps up to look in the sideview mirror to see what's out there turns out some moose like to lick the road sold off off semi trucks I moved to Maine earlier this year and realized that Stephen King was not joking about how creepy and weird this places I loved it so much not a trucker but I Drive a lot of miles in a company truck for my oil field company I am on call 2 for 7 so I am out at all hours one night after a long day on a location in the Oklahoma Panhandle which is rather remote and sparsely populated I was driving back to the town where my shop is located I got too sleepy to drive and decided to pull over a nap until the Sun came up so I pulled off for the two-lane highway down a county road and parked on the side of that road it's safer than pulling off on the shoulder of the highway and no headlights to bother you this was his common practice for me I left my pickup running and turned the headlights off and leaned my seat back and fell asleep pretty quick with the SC on low and the radio turned off I slept pretty good for maybe an hour and then I guess I was having strange dreams so I woke up but just kept laying there because I was groggy the wind was picking up and sort of shaking the truck with random strong gusts lots of wind in Oklahoma eventually I started to imagine I was hearing whispering or murmurs but I attributed it to the wind and my sleepy state or maybe the radio being still on but low volume I kept hearing it so I sat up and turned the headlights back on to look around the lights illuminated the dirt road to my side and in front of me about fifty feet in front of my truck and extending down the road into the dark where my headlights faded out were maybe twenty coil t's all milling around and sniffling around in the gravel of the road their eyes reflecting in the lights Koyo T's usually run from light and avoid humans and their noise at all cost there was no fear in these coyotes and I was sort of struck by how many they were all standing in the road they all eventually moved off into the dark as a group I wasn't really afraid as I was inside my truck but my feeling was an uneasy one so I got back on the highway and went home Lowell imagine if you got out and took a pee without turning the lights on first I was driving the 93 highway in Nevada late at night one time it was a lonely stretch of pavement so I wasn't worried about cops bothering me if I slept on the side of the road when I ran out of time though when I pulled over to get some rest - couple minutes later a car pulled up behind me I was driving alone for most of the night so this guy must have been driving pretty fast he had his high beams on and I was a little worried he might get out and ask for help or try soliciting physical intimacy from me or something bizarre Benny how I kept my eyes on my mirrors in case he tried anything but eventually I was pretty sleepy so I tied the seatbelts to the door so I'd get alerted if that guy tried breaking into my truck as an extra security measure I went to bed with a tire thumper on hand in the morning he was gone and while I pre tripped I checked extra carefully but nothing out of the ordinary a little odd bill who knows maybe he was ready for sleep too and thought being near an 18-wheeler was safer than being alone another time late at night I pulled into this dimly lit lonely truck stop somewhere in the south I want to say Alabama it was raining too and right before I went to bed I was on my phone shitposting then heard a knock on my door I always hate when someone knocks on my door it surprises me everytime this time especially because it was latent no one was parked near me I lowered my window and see this middle-aged man he's holding up a driver's license saying how he needs help because his rig broke down now this truck stop was right off the freeway so the only thing between it and the road was a ditch hinder line of trees that wasn't a long walk away but I wasn't eager to step outside in that weather and also because it was dark he asked specifically for cash but I only carried the round my card so I told him I couldn't help him he said fine and went off to bother some other guy if he was still around by the morning I'd help him out I decided but no one who had a broken truck was around and when I asked cash as they didn't see anyone come in asking for help I think I might have avoided being mugged or getting murdered but otherwise nothing too unusual honestly the guy probably also needed rest and pulling behind you with brights on illuminated your trailer like a mad mother figure to keep people from hitting him while also not blocking you in up front or something not me but my great-grandfather a trucker during the 60s had ever told her a creepy story of being on the road to my surprise she said there was one story he told her as a cautionary tale it's not about parking overnight somewhere but I thought it might fit in here just the same he said he was driving through somewhere pretty rural a small town with a few houses here and there as he was making his way down the road he saw large cardboard box tumbled down a hill and come to a stop pretty much directly in his path on the road it was too late for him to brake but why would he it's just a cardboard box it's not like it would hurt his truck if he ran over it so he kept chugging forward at nearly the last second he said something came over him and he immediately swerved to the right to avoid hitting the box when he looked in his rearview mirror he saw two little kids scramble out of the box and back up the hill it's amazing what little kids in a small town will do for fun I still feel sick to my stomach after hearing my mom tell that story kids have done this in piles of leaves to these tiny kids in my town had been a pile of leaves in their driveway planning on scaring their dad when he came out to check on them instead he accidentally backed over them in his truck my father-in-law is a trucker in Australia he told me a story of one night in the middle of outback not a soul in sight and hundreds of km's between towns Australia is huge especially on the west coast where we are pitch-black night a tire blows out he pulls through the shoulder and starts the task of changing feeling uneasy he keeps looking over his shoulders something isn't right working fast telling himself to stop being a scared cat then all of a sudden a hand lands on his shoulder hey there mate you have a spare smoke and Aboriginal man has wandered up to him like it was a normal thing in the middle of nowhere in the middle of the night he says no mate I don't smoke so the man just walks away into the darkness he reckons he aged about 20 years that night all the time the worst might have been an incident that happened a while back in Indiana I was just parked for a 34-hour reset means you can't drive for 34 hours so you can get a full 70 hours of driving back it's the hours of service that allows us to drive and count our hours just outside of Chicago now for all you non truck drivers right out of Chicago in Indiana is probably the first place you learn about not stopping if you can in drug-dealers lot lizards prostitutes theft the whole nine I didn't have a choice I had nothing left at all for hours so I said that night I heard someone messing with my truck in the back i sat in my truck while I heard this continue for two hours I would much rather deal with it in the morning than go out to see what's going on on getting robbed at wet point woke up the following morning to see my fifth wheel handle pulled means if I drove I would have unintentionally dropped my trailer I had attached and my glad hands the lines had connect my truck to my trailer that provide me with braking capabilities completely missing worst of all they undid my freaking cat walk like savages and ran off with it I was driving overnight in a very low populated area due to circumstances I was seriously sleep-deprived driving in a poorly lit stretch of woods my headlights started to cast shadows through the rails on the side of the road and started playing on the trees on either side it looked and felt like I was driving across an ocean and then the hallucinations started when you are seriously sleep-deprived you'll start to see shadows flicking across the edges of your field of vision shadowy figures started appearing in the water next to the road swimming alongside me they looked like monstrous mermaids jumping in and out of the water the Dutch roads are notorious for having very few truck stops that actually have space for a real truck or so I drove for another hour taunted by these figures first truck stop I pull into and ready myself for nap I wake up a couple of hours later and one of the figures was in the cab with me looking at me my freeze terrified for my life I couldn't move until I calmed down enough to start noticing that while it seems to be moving and breathing it doesn't seem to move that much and then I realized it was my coat slung across the seat panic subsided and I used the adrenaline rush to drive the two more hours I had to go other time less spooky but creepy enough a truck stopped I was parked at was infested with lot lizards I had already seen some of the less lizardy types get into trucks I was reading a book when suddenly I hear my handle or the passenger door being pulled it was locked luckily but that didn't stop the unseen bullet to try and try to open it it stops for a second and I suddenly feel the cab swinging a bit like someone was on the ladder up comes this horrible visitor rotting missing teeth with a balding head and so much eyeliner it could be called face liner she mimes giving me a bj that I refuse she jumps off and I see her storming off furious about something most of the other truckers were laughing at me she was well-known amongst the local truckers for her wiles this is the scariest story here not because of the hallucinations themselves but because I just learned I may be sharing the road with people who are operating 40-ton vehicles at 60 plus mph while severely sleep-deprived also not a trucker but have a spooky story about 3-4 years ago my dad and I took a 25 hour journey from Southern California to McAllen Texas Mexico late this was late November around 5 to 6 p.m. still plenty light outside this white car that appeared to be fresh off the lot no numbers on the plate just the dealership plates starts pulling in front of us repeatedly and cutting us off amidst the freeway traffic the windows were heavily tinted so you couldn't see who was inside it was pretty irritating and they continued to do this so we sped up and eventually lost them it began growing dark outside I was tired and I fell asleep as my dad continued driving at this point the freeway was empty we had passed the major cities in Texas there was nobody else on the road I woke up at about 1:30 a.m. because I could feel our car alternately speeding the Frick up and slowing down I sat up and rubbed eyes and noticed we were alone on the freeway wait holy crap was that the same white car behind us I look at my dad who didn't say a word but continued driving very seriously my dad's a very confident driver macho man type guy we were going up to 110 miles per hour this white car would match our speed then quickly switch lanes and pull right in front of us over and over again when we'd slow down they'd slow down when we sped up so didn't they this is some pretty scary crap when you're in the middle of nowhere in the middle of the night obviously I'm panicking I was 19 like what's happening are we going to be okay I don't know what they're trying to do it's like a game of cat-and-mouse my dad says I guess this has been going on for at least 30 minutes so my dad decides to end this once and for all he starts gunning at waa why why why why fast close to 117 - 120 mph until they are out of sight which works he takes the closest exit pulls off the road we went under an underpass he switches off the lights kills the engine takes a gun out of his CENTAC console gets out of his car and just stands there my dad is a very calm stoic man ex-cop who never shows emotion I was convinced we were both going to die or I was going to be brutally kidnapped by the cartel or something about two minutes later slowly slowly I hear gravel beneath wheels my heart freezes and I see the white car eerily slow exit the freeway and turn the corner in the road towards us the lights shined directly on us under the overpass illuminating my dad firmly positioned both hands on his gun pointed directly at em they just passed us continue their slow drive down to the road towards the gas station we immediately turned the car around went back to the freeway booked the Huq out of the gas pedal and never saw them again I just don't understand what could possibly motivate someone to pull that crap like the white car did and then exiting the same and following to where you're stopped if I used to drive truck in northern Manitoba there's a road in the Northeast who can drive for several hours and see very few vehicles this road is quite flat and straight and stretches of course this is deep in the bush one day I saw something cross the road in the distance very large easily passed the hood on my truck but not long like a moose or elk just halt it disappeared into the bush and as I drove by the spot the hair on the back of my neck stood up I heard days later a tow truck driver describing on the radio his encounter with a similar creature only he was much more clear he had spotted Bigfoot this guy went to some lengths to explain he didn't want people thinking he was crazy but he was sure what he saw I asked an Aboriginal client of mine in a nearby community and he said the elders spoke of them as commonly the same way they of the other animals I don't know what I saw that day but I'm certain it wasn't a bear moose deer or elk I just don't know what the heck it was my brother was a truck driver in the 90s early 2000s he just told me this story a few months ago he was driving through Pennsylvania maaan way back to NJ he pulled over the side of the road behind two other trailers in the early morning he heard someone bang on his right door he quickly jumps from the sleeping compartment and grabs his bat as he looks out the window there's no one there but now there's a bang on the left side freaked out he looks out that window and there's nothing but silence now he's trying to figure out wTF is going on seconds later banging on both doors simultaneously he said the banging was so loud and heavy the truck was shaking both curtains open he can see there's no one out there he quickly jumps in the driver's seat and starts the truck he sees the other two trucks ahead of him do the same he said he felt as if they all had experienced the same thing Maximum Overdrive I was driving in a team truck and I would drive the night shift it was about 1 a.m. and I was listening to our - Bell on Sirius XM now I am the biggest skeptic on the planet but I also love a good spooky story so I always enjoyed listening to his show during the short time he was on there I am rolling along on i-40 no traffic everything going smooth and these guys on the radio are talking about taking digital recorders to cemeteries and recording voices of the Dead a lot of the voices were supposed to be children begging for help it was seriously creeping me out all of a sudden the biggest freaking skunk I have ever seen appears in my headlights I screamed like a little girl I hit it can't swerve the truck for animals because you can roll the rig too easily my co-driver was woken up by the scream and came out of the sleeper to see what had happened then the smell hit I had had the AC on just fan with outside air because it was cool out and that skunk odor filled the cab we had to pull over to the shoulder and get out to get fresh air that truck smelled like a skunk for weeks in SW not a trucker that worked with lots worst story I heard was a guy who parked up in a lay-by for a few hours sleep was awoken by banging on the cab so came up front and opened the curtains to see a guy stood in front as soon as the guy saw him he got his dong out and started wanking in front of the cab he didn't stop until the driver got out of the cab and literally chased him off thinking he might come back the driver moved his truck a few miles down the road and went back to sleep only to be woken up by the same guy doing the same thing a few hours later phoned the police the second time and the guy got in a car and drove off nothing too creepy but I've parked in a few less than desirable places the first was next to PNG in Kansas City on the edge of the ghetto nothing happened but it was still freaky at the time because I was fairly new yes I've had a couple bums lot lizards knock on my truck that if you stay quiet they just move on I've heard random bumps in the night but never really worried about it I heard a story about a police officer in Chicago or NY making a trucker move his truck so he didn't have to deal with a homicide in the morning my granddad was a truck driver in Korea when he was in the Army post World War two every night driving down a supply road a certain tree would bang on his roof he got sick of it so stopped the truck to climb up and cut the hanging branches he shone the torch up all on his own on a dark road and it was legs traitors were hung there apparently he only drove the route at night so didn't see okay that is scary and trucker based in Canada was crossing border through Detroit got pulled in for inspection flashing police lights megaphone instructions police escort had a load of tubes I pictured pipes of some kind turns out it was a load of old cathode-ray picture tubes for recycling they give off faint radiation and trip the sensors spent four hours in a cinder block room without my phone or Passport finally released almost out of hours of service pulled into the first truck stop I could find but they told me they charge 10 bucks to park there this is almost unheard of most truck stops want you there because you're going to spend money they explained it was because it was a gated yard with a security guard watching your but overnight against the rampant crime in the area our Detroit also rolled past Gary Indiana which is infamous for murdering truck drivers glad to be Canada only now Gary Indiana is such a horrible place they built a highway over it not my story but my grandma's my grandma was a truck driver who delivered all sorts of things across the u.s. she has all sorts of interesting stories but the most intriguing to me was the time her and her husband truck drive together stopped at a rest stop late night my grandma had gotten out of their truck to use the restroom on her way out leaving the restroom she decided to walk around the rest stop she described the area as a sidewalk that went around in a full rectangle with shelters playgrounds and other things in the middle there was a man at the end of the sidewalk who my grandma had seen at first he looked like any other truck driver until he jumped and hid behind a post off one of the shelters freaked out my grandma decided not to walk any farther along the sidewalk my grandma says the man kept sticking his head out every 20 or so seconds as to see if she was getting any closer to him frightened she decided to cut through the middle grass area to get back to that truck the man peeked out again and saw she was gone my grandma says he then ran the opposite direction from her with what looked like a knife and jumped a fence she hold buttoned left the truck stoop ASAP I was loading hay in winter in northern Minnesota almost by Canada this type of load is usually picked up in a field there are no street lights or any lights for that matter I finished getting the load on my trailer and the farmer said I could sleep here farmer took off as I was throwing my tarps on in the darkness now I'm alone in the middle of the field with just a flashlight and my truck lights I get down to throw my bungees and I hear howling I have a husky back at home so I know what that sounds like except this howling is getting closer to my truck I hurry up and jump back in the truck to warm up I just sit there in turn on my headlights to see if something was out there sure enough it's evolved in front of my truck I just leave my truck I go over night as cold out jump in the bunk and say screw this I'll leave when I have hours to never got back out of the truck until daylight one time in the middle of the workday I got this ungodly painful migraine so I pull off at a truck stop with my load shut my curtains and take a nap I was asleep for maybe an hour and a half but I woke up because I had the most vivid fricking dream of me waking up in my sleeper and continuing my day in my dream I remember I was still loaded and coming down a hill when a four-wheeler slammed on their brakes I locked mine up and swerved left which you should never do I went into the bar ditch and rolled my rake about that point in my dream I woke up drenched in sweat and was completely mind freaked I was really hesitant to get back in the driver's seat and finish my day yet that's terrifying I'm sure it's basically the lead-up to final destination very early in my career within the first six months I spent the night in Detroit parked outside of my delivery point waiting for my appointment time this was a common enough things that lot lizards frequented the area guy in the truck next to mine tried to not pay and got shot by the pimp running the girls I'm betting you paid up after that my dad was a trucker for many years one time he told me he'd stopped at a mandatory weigh station somewhere a snipe that was refurbished from an old train station my dad parked the truck and got out noticing that someone was walking along the train tracks with a light it was really late so my dad called out and asked if he was okay the man kept walking my dad said he had a lantern in his hand my dad called out again and the man never turned around he went into the office and told then that some drunk butthole is walking the train tracks and the guy behind the desk nonchalantly says yeah was it this guy and points to an old bad picture on the wall it was a picture of all the railyard guys from like over 70 years before sure enough my dad had seen one of the guys in the photo apparently a lot of people have seen whatever that was income and asking questions apart from that story he has many way he has seen people die scene bad accidents and driven pass block two off parts of the roadway he can clearly see a white sheet over lots of blood he told me a story once where he saw the motorcyclist merging onto the freeway get into an accident with a car and the cyclists had just popped right off helmet and all and went hurtling through the air not a trucker but was making the drive to my new University from halfway across the country it's dark and I'm driving through pitch-black forests at rural areas it's my destination is only another two hours away so I'm going for it I'm tired but determined maybe a little too weary to still be on the road when it's so dark then as I'm making my way up the slow curve of a hill I see four bright blue lights glaring in the distance through the trees hovering maybe five feet off the ground but it's too dark to tell how far they are away from me I'm freaking out I don't know if I should slow down or speed the frick up but either way I'm getting closer and closer it only takes about 30 seconds for me to round the curve in the road but it felt like forever my blood has run cold and my mind is racing because I watch way too many stupid UFO conspiracy documentaries finally I can tell where the lights are in relation to me I'll be directly passing them soon and I swear I'd never been so on edge before if my hands weren't so tightly gripped around the wheel they'd be shaking Christmas lights they were for plastic stars with blue lights in the center having been hung up on a few trees as I was breathing a sigh of relief and regaining my composure I passed the farmhouse they most likely belonged to Frick that Christmas and yo face [ __ ] this is actually one I can answer due to my father having been a truck driver for over thirty years he is currently in the hospital due to back problems there might be a connection mind you this story might has happened 5 maybe 20 years ago and it's a retelling of a retelling I might even go back and edit certain parts if I recall something different but I'll do my best to summarize one night as my father was trying to catch a few hours of sleep in the bed bed of his truck before having to kind of illegally drive a few more hours then he was supposed to due to time constraints and bad traffic all day he heard little bumps from the outside like a raccoon trying to get into a metal shed so his first thought was simply it probably was a raccoon but then things turned a bit creepy he started hearing more noises and finally some mumbling from outside clearly no raccoon with a couple of guys maybe 2-3 fully convinced this wasn't just an animal my father tried to get up but simply couldn't it was like he was mentally all there but his muscles weren't responding it wasn't anything like sleep paralysis ow turns out those guys puts a little rubber tube through the trucks little skylight which was tilted opened slightly for some fresh air while sleeping and poured some kind of knockout gas or something like that into the trucks cabin barely conscious he could just lay there and watch as two men entered the cabin after fiddling around with the lock for a few more minutes they took all they could find both company and private phone his wallet and even his shoes something that I personally find most terrifying one of the thieves were searching everything very thoroughly he gave my dad a complete pat-down pockets off pants and shirt under his pillow basically anywhere someone might hide something valuable personally that would have freaked me out the most and the most interesting part about this story is that he told me about it as if it were just a thing you got a go through when being a trucker and this story in particular isn't too rare out there he said he also told me a ton of horror stories from other drivers but I wanted to keep it in the family for this one maybe another day or today you could tell another today I had to park in a bad neighborhood in Oakland once it was the middle of the night and I was worn out out of hours and couldn't find a truckstop or anywhere safe to park the customer was in that neighborhood but closed obviously until morning I saw broken glass on the street bars on all the windows etc just looked bad all around I parked by the curb and expected to be kept awake all night but surprisingly it was the quietest night I've ever experienced no people no cars no dogs barking I didn't even hear any planes flying overhead I thought that was kinda creepy was with my father who used to drive a truck for 25 years on a rainy night like I hadn't seen before a car takes over us and we just like man this driver is nuts to drive with such reckless behavior little did we knew that we would find said car completely overturned in the back of the road and a very fine lady waving at us she had no scratch but wreaked of alcohol she was very flirty with my father and I always wondered what would happen if I wasn't there with him that night oh and just after dropping her we saw a cow wandering alone on the road casual some years ago I had a delivery to Laredo TX for those who don't know commercial traffic across the border shuts down on the weekend since I had gotten there on a Sunday and the delivery wasn't until Monday in the morning I had parked at the pilot you know the one across from highway that had a strip club next to the TEI law now we all hear the stories about thieves cutting through the back fence and stealing cargo out of the trucks on this night I was just about to get to sleep and suddenly it feels like there is a forklift demo derby in the trailer us truckers knows what it feels like when it's being unloaded this goes on for a few minutes before I work up the nerve to go see what's happening so grabbing the tire buddy I rush out to confront whoever and there is absolutely nobody back there doors closed with the bolt seals still in place even the seal number was the same next morning I was so paranoid I even scaled out to make sure the weights was the same nothing huge but I once was stopped by a train in Calumet City I'll probably 2 or 3 a.m. and it's a kind of a ghetto area so I was a little uneasy being there at that time the company I was delivering to was at a dead end just after the tracks of course there wasn't anyone around just me i sat parked for like five minutes waiting on the Train and all of a sudden I heard loud knocking on my door like rapidly to get my attention I have a day cab so I looked all around the truck through the windows and mirrors nobody the road was wide enough that I would have totally seen someone run away after doing it I'm sure it was something not on this plane and I accept that I'm sure people had been killed in that area at some point in the past planes trains and creepy fields I was delivering to a location in Ferguson Missouri during the previous riot the owner of the facility said it was safe to stay at MIT after the first rock hit my truck I move 20 miles down the interstate to a truck stop instead dude I get spooked just by passing a mirror and catching a glimpse of my own reflection hello fellow ugly person my dad is a retired trucker and he's told me this story many times he'd parked up in a very rural area for the night surrounded by nothing but fields around in the occasional passing truck he put his head down and had a little nap woke up sometime later needing to pee he switched his headlights on and prepared to hop out and do his business when he saw lady standing just a little way in front he watched her wondering where she'd come from when another truck drove past he looked again and she'd gone he got so spooked he drove to a more populated area and spent the night parked there instead I slept in my Reagan Walton's mountain and VA one night it wasn't the pitch-black darkness that bothered me it was the sounds coming from it it wasn't animal noises I have no idea what it was but it creeped me out to this day not a trucker but I've slept in 100s of rest areas parking lots state and national forests the spookiest times are things you can't put your finger on often in the desert I was outside of Roswell the colors of the land and night sky just felt strange everything has this purple hue gave me chills a probably just the government testing some new drug on you happens all the time not a trucker but well-acquainted with sleeping at truck stops two years ago at a big stop right outside of Memphis I was listening to my CB radio at 2:00 in the morning I heard a very descriptive lot lizard I have always been told that they don't say oh nothing explicit until they get to your truck but this one was very detailed about what she was going to do to this guy never one parked South Memphis is a bad area so it's a little worrying the only thing that scared me was when I was driving through Northern Nevada on Interstate 80 it was around 2:00 a.m. I had just passed Battle Mountain this was in the middle of goddamn nowhere and I'm the only vehicle haven't seen another for a good half hour I see something coming up on the shoulder that is slightly reflective I think it's a truck's reflective tape and he has the lights off so I move over to straddle the centerline as I'm the only vehicle on the road it was not a truck it was an old Indian man wearing nothing but a reflective construction vest he wasn't walking he wasn't hitchhiking he was standing there staring into the darkness there was no broken down car in either direction I don't know what he was doing or how he got that far out into the middle of nowhere but that creeped me out so much that I remember the exact spot he was standing in one night while in a four-man sniper team we had to cross a highway in a small town there was one truck parked in a small gravel parking lot completely alone with his lights on illuminating the forest in front of us we could have gone completely around and taken a long time but instead we decided it would be hilarious if we knocked on his door and asked him to turn his lights off so for soldiers dress and ghillie suits completely scared and confused a truck driver that night who though he was the only person four kilometers also sorry about that have had some odd hwy encounters in my time not far from The Dalles in Oregon State is some Hwy that's built out in the Columbia River water both sides for short distances I was with friends headed to Portland and all of a sudden a huge tall figure appears in the headlights trench coat and a red face or balaclava in the center of the lane swerved last second as he was stumbling towards the driver's side car behind was following us saw their headlights swerved but they stayed behind is but there was no evidence of damage to the guardrails from an accident no lights car or motorbike on the road stopped a few miles ahead talked to driver of car behind me agreed that it freaked us all out pretty good another memorable incident few years later very late Christmas Eve on a remote Hwy in Canada no traffic for one hundreds of kms come over the top of the hill doing about 70 mph / 120 km in the middle of the road narrow two-lane Hwy appears I figure I can just swirl around but she shuffles sideways to maintain her position in front of the truck I realized that I'm not going to avoid her so I hammer the brakes still intent on getting around her I managed to stop about 10 feet in front of her looked like the wife from the shinning in a purple full-length quilted coat with plastic Safeway bags in both hands she ran and threw herself on the hood all the while screaming I threw it in reverse and she ran for the passenger side this was the opportunity to get by her hit the fuel and cranked left and watched her in the rearview mirror I took off fast as I could few mins later while looking for a CD between the seats I found a cellphone that had been missing from work for weeks there was just enough battery and signal to call the police grew up next to an exit off i-70 in rural Ohio we have about 40 acres and the only things that border both truck stops are our house and a very large cemetery creepiest thing as a kid was when a pack of very large dogs appeared out of nowhere every night we could hear them and have no idea where they were coming from and never saw them during the day eventually one night they got into our livestock pens and were trying to kill our pigs I was stuck sleeping in a recliner with a broken leg and couldn't get up that I called out to my parents and my dad ran down with his rifle and my little brother heard shots he ended up shooting one of the dogs that was trying to kill the pigs next day Animal Control had come to come out and they ended up finding the dog's owner some dude had been living in a trailer at one of the truck stops by us and had no money to leave had been stuck there for a couple months and was just letting all 10 of his dogs roam at night weird I think one more was put down I still feel bad for those pups most recently they've changed the independent Shaylee stop to allows large commercial stop and a lot more interesting people have begun to show up most recently someone robbed the gas station and took off on foot my Arne's who lives in the house next to ours found the dude casually sleeping in a tree the next day in the woods behind our house she then found a different set of people sleeping close to that area not long after the first incident I'm a female so I get creeped out a Tong I drive at night because I think it's more peaceful and my husband drives during the day I avoid rest stops like the plague because they always seemed the creepiest I also listen to forensic files on the radio while driving and it fuels my paranoia one night when I had first started driving I stopped at a rest stop instead of a well-lit truck stop just to use a bathroom and stretch my legs I heard on the news a week later that a middle-aged woman had been kidnapped from a rest stop in Arizona and they hadn't found her yet I had just been in Arizona a few days prior I may not have been at the same one that it still makes me feel vulnerable I carry mace everywhere I go now carry a knife on you and have your tire thumper nearby always happened this week woke up to two guys in the trailer stealing crap you have been visited by the IT lizard upvote or experienced bad internet foreigners like and subscribe you magnificent person [Music]

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Length: 48min 1sec (2881 seconds)

Published: Sat Mar 21 2020