5 TRUE Retail Horror Stories

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Terrifying Hunt

Let me just start off by saying that I am not a substance abuser, no drugs or excessive drinking for me. On the night this happened, I did not have any alcohol at all.

I can’t say if this really happened, or if I just hallucinated or dreamed it all. But here goes.

The Man Across the River

Here is a little backstory, I’m 15 years old, and I was at my little brothers baseball game.It was at a more isolated area where there were only a few lights, I’ll give a short description of the place, there is a little stream which leads of into a river, one stone bridge that goes over the stream, batting cage type of thing, and there was a forest across from the river, it was a extremely dense forest and the only light I had was my phone, and the moon light, even then It was still hard to make out something.

So here is where it begins. I was the only older kid there and there was just a bunch of little kids running around the bleachers, so of course I was bored, and I just walked around playing on my phone for most of the time. I walked over to the batting cages and I began to climb it, I then get to the top of the cages and just sitting there watching the forest, I heard a branch snap, but I brushed it of not even thinking twice of it, around an hour went by of doing nothing hearing nothing, and seeing nothing.

Dogman is Stalking Me

This is a true story my brother wrote:

So to start off this story I’ll need to give you a back story on myself and the person/s involved. I live in a semi rural area in Far North Queensland just south of Cairns that is surrounded by dry bushland, rain forests and mountains. My mother and sister are both religious (more or less), and do believe in creatures and manifestations that exist beyond our knowledge. My father and I on the other hand, have always been the “I’ll have to see it to believe it.” type. This all started back when I was 17. It was a rainy night due to the torrential down pour of the wet season (it’s especially bad in the tropics).

Anyways, my friends and I were out long boarding around the block and we had just left my house and were approaching one of our favourite hills. Due to the weather, visibility was rather poor and we couldn’t see 5 ft in front of us. On the left hand side there was a 1/2 acre block of land that was covered with tall grass. My friends decided they’d go first while I was tying my laces, although I couldn’t see them, I could hear them going down as long boards aren’t exactly discrete. They reached the bottom and shouted the all clear for me (we had a system where the first ones down had to watch for cars). Before setting off I started to feel a little uneasy, like I was being watched, but thinking nothing of it I set off down the hill. About halfway down I began to hear what sounded like footsteps behind, or rather, “thuds”. Kind of like what you hear when a dog’s paws hit the pavement mid-run…

Cabin Fever

Me and my friend, who’ll I’ll call Hunter (not his real name for privacy reasons), have been close since we met in second grade. We both had similar interests and we agreed on basically everything, apart from ice cream. We were normal friends until about 6th grade. We both go to a private school, but only that my friend’s parents don’t pay, its the company. His mother basically in never at home, always on business trips at like, months at a time. His father, the piece of shit, is a drunkard. I don’t even know why his parents are still together. But anyways, around 6th grade, Hunter’s father’s drinking problem got worse. It got to the point where he had started to abuse Hunter, both verbally and physically. My parents found out about this, how I won’t say because privacy. From that point on, Hunter basically comes and stays at our house when things go south, even now, and were both 15. Things are so bad that sometimes he doesn’t even have time to pack his bag with clothes, and everything valuable he owns is at my place because he doesn’t trust his father to not break them. Luckily, we’re the same physique, so clothing isn’t an issue. Most of you probably find that disgusting, but he’s like a brother to me, even though I’m a single child and so is he. Sorry for the long introduction…

It was the first week of summer vacation and, for some reason, my parents decided that we would go to our chalet in the mountains. Now let me explain, since it will be important for the story, our chalet is similar in size to the one in the picture. I don’t really want to give pictures since I don’t want a similar thing to happen again. Basically, we have a chalet that can comfortably house 14 people, has an indoor pool, outdoor hot tub, home cinema, gaming room, etc… And don’t forget the ridiculous amount of closets, both walk in and normal closets. If someone were to break in, it would be a real pain in the ass to find them. Of course, that is what happened. Anyways, as I said, we were going to the chalet and Hunter was going to join us. We were both really happy, and we were even happier to learn that my parents were going to leave us alone for basically the first week since the had some business to take care of.

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