My uncle was a police officer

my Uncle is a ex-marine and ex-police officer. When my uncle was still a police officer for Dublin, Ohio and the creepiest stories of hiswas this.

One night my uncle Tim and his partner who’s name I’ll keep private so his name for the story will be dave, anyways my uncle and Dave had the 3rd shift and as they were driving around the slums of Dublin they got a call about a domestic disturbance about 1/2 a mile up the road.

When they get to the house all the lights are off, my uncle and Dave are a little hesitant at first but it being there job they go in anyways.

Now with my uncles ex marine body type and current police officer he was a big guy about 6’1 and 225lb so he was pretty big and bulky. When they get into the house it reeks of rotten meat, and marijuana and there’s bottles and trash all over the floors so my uncle and Dave automatically assume it’s a crack house, Dave here’s a creak come from up stairs and says “I’m gonna check it out, call for backup this might get nasty” my uncle nods .

Dave proceeds up stairs and my uncle stays downstairs and flips on the light switch for the kitchen and when the light came on there was a dead body with a herion needle sticking out the arm, my uncle calls for back up and he then returns to the staircase and here’s the bloodcurdling scream of Dave and then a gunshot right after, my uncle runs upstairs and to find a dead body on the floor a bloody Dave and a woman in the back corner screaming bloody murder.

Backup arrives and takes the two dead body’s out and when the surviving lady was interviewed it turned out to be the landlord and why she was there still sends shivers down my uncles spine she said, that they drugged beat and raped her, they kept posting pictures of her on some deep web site and people paid to come over and rape her that’s how they got money for drugs.

And the reason my uncle was called there was because the neighbors down the street heard screaming and yelling and loud bangs so they called the police. And that dead lady on the table my uncle found was well the girlfriend of the druggie who was shot by Dave.

My uncle was still a police officer for 3 more years after that he still says he should’ve quit after that night but something about saving that girl kept him at that job.

A Policeman’s Story of Gory Railroad Death

While on our way home from a hunting trip I had quite a bit of time to talk with my buddy Benny, who is like a dad to me. This man has truly lived an amazing life and gone through the good and the bad and the worst. This story is about one of the worst. I asked him while we were driving home what was the worst thing he ever saw or the scariest thing he ever experienced, or something along those lines.

He was silent for a moment, thinking back through all the years and started telling me a story from when he was a police officer a long time ago. He started off by saying how illegals near the border of Texas and Mexico would sleep on the train tracks because they believed that the rails of the tracks would prevent snakes from biting them. Well one night he got a call at the police station that two Mexicans had been ran over due to sleeping on the tracks.

When he arrived there he said it was the most gruesome and disturbing thing he had ever saw. Their heads split in two, all limbs severed off and mangled, their guts spilled everywhere and chunks of flesh stuck within the the railroad tracks themselves. Those poor men decapitated and killed in their sleep. When a female officer of his showed up Benny told her not to look under the blanket they had put over the two dead men, but she said that she had seen a lot in here time and it wouldn’t bother her. As soon as she lifted up those sheets she quickly stumbled off and threw up from the bloody sight. Benny himself didn’t sleep at all that night and it took him a couple days to get back to his normal self.

Despite this incident is wasn’t the first time he had seen something so terrible. But that’s life. And in Benny’s life he has seen a lot. And perhaps in another story I will share again one of the many true life stories of my good friend, and father figure, Benny.

Small town Skinwalker

A few months back, I was on a routine 3rd shift. I work as a police officer in a very small town in Ohio. It is currently the middle of fall. I’m not going to say where, people can find it pretty easily.

Anyway, I was on a night patrol, driving in my patrol car. Most nights we are required to get out of our cruisers to check areas our cruisers can’t fit. There is a super long, almost 2 mile bike path we are supposed to walk down.

Well one night, as usual, I got out and walked the path. Usually we do this to make sure no one is hurt or overdosed. My flashlight was dimmed during my walk, since I forgot to put it on the charger earlier that day.

About 1 mile into the walk. I start to feel very strange, not a topical gut feeling. A feeling that you know something is wrong or something is about to go wrong. I began to hear leaves crunching. Turning in every direction the leaves would break. My light is so dim it is hard to see much of anything.

I continue trying to get this walk over, I start to speed up. In doing so, I must have triggered something’s instinct. Every time I sped up, the breaking leaves would get louder and continue with my pace.

I get to the point where I know something is there, so I just stop and listen. I waited for 5 min. Hoping to catch some kids playing a prank or a fellow Officer trying to get a laugh. But nothing. The sounds have stopped.

I began shining my light all around me. Slowly turning my light from tree to tree. Then I noticed something odd. I passed by it the first time. I shine my light back in the direction I noticed from earlier.

I can see something, but at the time it was hard to make out. The only difference I noticed was the contrasting colors. Old grey and black with red and orange leaves and a brown tree. I shine my light up from it. Then, two huge glowing eyes. Nothing like I have seen before. I have seen deer, wolves, and other animals eyes that reflect light. But nothing like this.

I hesitated, almost drawing my firearm. But I stopped myself, knowing that I could get myself in trouble if it was a prankster. This thing, took one step out from the tree it was behind. I got a whole body view! It was covered in feathers. Extremely tall and didn’t appear to be completely human. I noticed hands like a human. But it having feathers, that looked almost forced into the skin…

I start to back up. Thankfully it never moved more then what it did earlier. I was frozen in fear, to scared to move. But I snapped out of it when dispatched radioed me. “Police1 checkup” The sounds of the radio snapped me out of my trance.

I started walking backwards very quickly. Not taking my eyes off of this thing once. It felt like forever. But I finally got back out of those woods. My cruiser was in the clearing. I bolted as fast as I could to it. Not looking back until I got back in. I looked into the wood line from where I came from. Then I could see this things whole body. Head shaped like a demonic owl, head laying tilt. Just staring with its huge eyes. Its body, covered in some parts by feathers, others by skin that appeared to be falling off. Like it was rotting. Then a terrible odor came through. So powerful, it has engraved into my memory.

I unlocked my cruiser. Crawled in and locked my doors. I attempted to shine my spot light and brights at it. But it ran back into the woods. Letting out a scream that was like no other. I could feel the creatures below, rattle my insides. Leaving me almost sick to my stomach.

After it ran, I drove back up to my station. Sitting inside to recap what had just happened. I asked my fellow officers about it some time later. But got very odd responses. I was being told to never look where the noises come from. It would be better if I just ignored them all together.

I was confused at this point. Wondering if they had seen it themselves. But I was never given a definitive answer. Just told to keep my light charged and my eyes forward…

Well that is my story
Hope everyone likes it!

Arrest From Hell

Hello I would like to start off by saying I am still a police officer and the Louisiana state so much of the information given about identities and locations may be changed due to safety reasons and job specification.

I’ve been a police officer now for six and a half years it’s around the Lafayette area in Louisiana and this story my name will be DJ. now I’ve listened to your channel for a while now and though some stories are good not many of them are real, my story might not have skinwalkers or red men Chasing After You but it does have the scariest monster of all when a human goes mad.

My Story begins about 2 years ago it was mid October and I got a call about a naked man running down the street disturbing the peace and indecent exposure. when I show up to the scene I noticed a heavy set naked man running from house to house banging on each door waiting for someone to open now at this time I was training a young Deputy that just got out of the academy and this story his name will be Jared.

when we got out the vehicle we called into dispatch and let them know that we were on scene. being that Jared just got out the academy and was training with me I let him take lead. well we were approaching the man he was screaming and words we don’t understand to this day we still don’t think it’s any language. seeing this behavior before we’re already under the impression he’s on some hardcore drugs such as legal or PCP so we take our precautions. once we reach the man Jared trys speaking with him. he shouts at Jared and says no and then Whispers I want to speak to him and points at me. not like I’ve said I’ve been on the road for a couple years now so this might have been a guy already picked up and he just remembers me so I agree to his request and I speak to him. little did I know this moment right here is where this man would change my life forever.

I start off by asking him what is he doing outside running around naked and banging on people’s doors. he replies with the devil told me I had to find the right ones blood two become one with Lucifer. now I’ve heard this whole story before not quite the way he said it but I’ve heard of people messed up on drugs speaking to the devil, but there was something in his face that honestly look like he believed it. so I asked him what did you take tonight you took some of that new legal that’s been going around tried to have a little bit of fun and you overdid it I see.he stops look me up and down and says mine will do. well he tells me this I’m looking him over and I noticed I don’t recognize them from before he’s about is about 360 lb he’s about 35 and pretty much the same height as me while I’m thinking of this he staring at my gun in my holster. We already had enough to arrest him some before things got any more out of hand I made the call to put him in handcuffs. he didn’t put up a fight and he came easy, the only part was more gibberish in the backseat all the way to the station.

When we arrive to the station the booking deputies meet us at the door they take him in search him with no problem. then they begin the fingerprinting process, he asked when he’s going to get his phone call the deputy replies to him as soon as we’re done fingerprinting you that is our procedurehe says nothing more until he finally gets his phone call, also we learn his name is Clay and this is where I start to get weirded out don’t let me remind you I’ve seen some things from dead bodies two dead bodies bloating up in a bathtub full of water mangled bodies in car wrecks but the thing that always struck me the most was seeing a dead child but this was the first time work followed me home.

my partner Jared was asking him what phone number he would like to call he gave him the phone number on our caller ID it showed up as a private number it’s nothing new we still let it go through. as soon as someone answer the phone my partner handed him the phone on the other side of the booth. he began by telling the person on the other side that he was locked upand then he started speaking in a different language it wasn’t a language any of us had heard before it was weird but while he was talking to the other person on the phone he kept looking at me and smiling or on the end of the phone call he drew silent for a while we figured the other person was talking to him I don’t know where he drops the phone Twitches is if he’s having a seizure and then I shit you not falls on his back and start doing some kind of spider walk it creeps the hell out of me. then he jumps up from off the floor puts his hand against the glass right by my face says something and then passes out.

now about 2 days pass and my partner and I are getting back to work. Jared asks me remember that crazy naked dude clay he bonded out yesterday morning. jokingly I said to him will probably have to pick him up again soon because as a cop we’ve seen multiple offenders bond out and come right back within days weeks or months. we went on to run tonight like it was just another normal night. but when I got home is when the crazy Story begins.

I get off at shift at 6 a.m. in the morning I work nights so I get home at about 6:15 everyday and today when I pulled up I noticed something weird in front of my door step I’m figured maybe my wife might have put something in front the door like a mat or something like that but when I approach closer I noticed it wasn’t a mat at allno instead it was six dead birds formed in the shape of a triangle and inside of the triangle was this chalice like cup. I knew in my mind this has to be placed here by someone but why and by who, through the course of the next couple of days things got weird knocking on my door when I was home or not home got to the point where I told my wife to keep carrying a gun because when we open the door no one would be there just another dead bird. things started getting worse when we started finding markings on our vehicles are mail opened and left on my doorstep. now we have a security system with ADT but that will come in later. now this is where this guy has completely haunted my life for the rest of the days that I will live.

it’s now November 13th it’s 5:30 p.m. my wife and I are going to visit my mom that lives in New Iberia it’s about a 35 minute drive.while visiting with my mom at approximately 7:48 p.m. I get a phone call it’s from ADT they’re asking me if I entered my home and if so I need to give him the password I said no I’m not currently home, and return they said okay we’re going to call the police now also knowing that I’m a police officer they advised me that the left bathroom window was broken into if it truly wasn’t me at home. now knowing the information that I know I called the captain on shift that night to find out who was going to basically be my backup for when I reach my home he replied your partner Jared he came in for some OT and he’s working your jurisdiction tonight. I hang up the phone with the captain and call Jared on his private cell he picks up and I tell him hey bro sounds like some fuk head broke into my home he replied with yeah man don’t worry when I get there he’s in some trouble how long you going to be? I told him I’m already on my way I’ll meet you there. sadly this will be the last time I ever get to speak to him. the rest of the story is too surreal I’m still shaken up about it to this day I enter my home to see more than one cop car in my driveway I see some of the other guys coming out but not Jared I asked them what’s going onwho the hell broke into my house and where is jared. They reply at the moment were looking for the person that broken to your home, but we ask that you don’t go inside right now and if you have a cigarette you might want to light it. not knowing what they’re going to tell me I’m thinking this guy came into my house stole a bunch of things broke things but none of it compares to what comes out their mouth next.Deputy Christy put your hand on my shoulder and tells me your partner didn’t make it. I don’t remember my exact expression I just remember feeling confused in not knowing what I just heard. I asked her what the hell did you just tell me? she says he was shot in the back multiple times and there was also a note. I said well let me see the note I wanted to see him but at this time forensics was already there I couldn’t see the note because forensics already had in their possession but Deputy Christie remembers what was on the Note and it read as follows it wasn’t the blood I needed but it’ll do for now.I know who it is my heart sinks my face turns pale my hands sweaty this guy just killed my partner and my home and there was nothing I can do about it. I know who it is I tell them and we go on the hunt.

now I’m going to spare you the long-drawn-out news because I’m already taking too much time telling this story we caught him on November 15th at 2:15 in the morning I would have liked to been the one to catch him because he would have never made it to jail. now he has to stand trial in front of a court so the court date finally comes and we all go to court Walden Court he’s staring at me the whole time not smiling or giving any kind of expression just staring mad to take him away for awhile so the court could appeal because I wanted to get my hands on him. we found out from the Forensic Files for my partner Jared body that after he was killed he was also raped and they also found in a cotton swab of Clay’s mouth and DNA that he did in fact drink my partner’s blood not the sick f***** got what he deserved life in prison he’s now serving the rest of his sentence in Angola you can look it up if you want so you’re going to have to dig because none of the names I gave are accurate it was on the news in our area. I still visit my partner all the time and lay flowers at his grave he died going to my home knowing that kills me sometimes I wish I would have been home instead of him then maybe still we be riding together thank you for your time

 

 

The Little Boy

I was 13 at the time, it was a rainy cold day in 8th grade. It was lunch time, and being the strange and unsocial kid I was, I decided to go to my English class and eat my lunch there. The teacher never did care so I would spend most of my time there anyways.

As I was eating my teacher she said she had to go pick up a few papers from the printer which was in another room and that she would be right back. I nodded and continued chowing down on my sandwich while scrolling through Instagram.

As I ate, I heard a giggle coming from somewhere. It sounded like a little boy. I shrugged it off and continued scrolling. That’s when the lights started to flicker. I began to think it was just some guy trying to play a prank on me. So I ignored it. That is when the TV in the corner of the room, turned on. “Really?” I muttered and rolled my eyes. The TV was just all static and then turned off. “I guess they must have a remote to do that” I said.

Once the TV turned on again I got up to go unplug it, so that way this prankster would stop. That’s when I stopped in my tracks and froze… The TV was not plugged in. I looked at it as it turned off and I heard the giggle once more. I was petrified.

Not knowing what to do I stood there in fear. That’s when my teacher came in. “What are you doing?” she asked. “oh.. uh.. I was just throwing away my trash” I said. I quickly gathered my things and got the heck out of there.

6th period came along which was P.E. We always had to dress out in the most creepiest locker room. It was an underground one and the way to it was even creepier. The only lights they had were from the windows. But since it was raining it was ever creepier and darker than before. While we were doing our daily game in the gym the Coach asked me if I could go down there and unlock everyone’s locker because class was almost over. She trusted me which is why she always gave me the job to do so.

As I was walking down I heard crying, again it was the sound of a little boy. “hello?” I said. But no response. Just the faint crying of someone. I walked all the way down and in a corner of the wall there was a boy. His head was burred into his knees and he was just crying. “Are you okay?” I said. No answer. That’s when he lifted up his head… his mouth was bleeding, eyes were full of tears and he had a huge gash on his head.

As I saw this, a flash of lightning illuminated the room and he was gone. I wanted to scream. That’s when I felt the hand of someone on my shoulder. And at last I did scream.

“Woah woah woah. What’s wrong? It’s just me.” it was my friend Elizabeth. “I saw a boy. He was bleeding. He’s gone” I said petrified. “A boy?” she asked. I nodded and she looked confused. That’s when her eyes went wide. “You saw him?!” she asked. “You saw the boy? Oh my God, you saw the boy. I can’t believe it. You saw him. He’s dead. He died when the school was first opened. He was climbing one of the ropes for P.E when he fell to his death.”

I never did see that boy again but what a horrible place to have your spirit at.