Category: All True Scary Stories

Night Fishing Terror

First let me tell you a few things about me. I am a Man of God although when this story took place I wasn’t a Christian. I have also spent twenty four years in the outdoors, hunting, fishing, camping, and hiking. I am twenty eight so that’s a lot of time in the wilderness. I’m the guy everyone says that when the zombies come it’s my house they are going too. I know how to live off the land and know how to survive disasters that could happen. Part of being in the outdoors for as long as I have been is you see a lot of things most people don’t get to. I’ve seen some of the most beautiful sunsets and sunrises from being an avid fisherman and hunter.
However you also see things at the opposite end of that spectrum. I’ve witnessed predators hunting, people get hurt, and the downright scary. Growing up my whole life in Northwestern PA it was interesting to say the least. When you throw outdoorsman into the mix you get a brand new mix. I’ve seen a lot that Science refuses to admit is real. From the monster of Lake Eire to my favorite catfish hole being a UFO hotspot. Now with all that while creepy, the events of one July evening at Geneva Swamp take the cake.

About three or four years ago I had a few days off work. So my buddy Tyler and I had made a plan to do an all day fishing trip to Geneva. We had it set, bait, snacks, and drinks. We had our poles and tackle boxes packed up the night before. The weather called for warm and sunny day with a light wind. Any fisherman knows it’s a good day for fishing. Not to hot, cause if it is the fish won’t bite. If it’s too cold the fish are harder to catch because they are sluggish and not to mention very uncomfortable for you no matter if it’s hot or cold.

I Know That was No Manatee

If my name sounds familiar thats because i shared my bigfoot story to this channel before. This encounter has chilled me to the bone, because it was not just me who was there to see the creature, my dad was there with me too.

in 2012 i was dealing with a lot of depression. It got so bad that had had to be hospilitized for to two weeks. when i got out my dad set aside work and told me “lets go fishing”. That made me happy, that he took time from work to help me and spend time with me. We got in his truck to get some worms from walmart then we headed to tomoka state park. Funny fact we even drove past that trail were i had my skunk ape encounter, but by dad had a 9mm hand gun so i didn’t give a second thought besides, my dad was spitting funny one liners about the locals like ” that guy is wearing so much camo that he got lost”.

Grandma’s Story

This is a story told to me by my mother, and later grandmother. It’s an incident that my grandmother normally refuses to talk about, and my grandfather will flat out ignore any questions about it. Not a scary story per say, but I also didn’t experience it firsthand.

Now back in the ‘60s, ‘70s, and ‘80s my grandparents were avid travelers. My grandfather worked all the time due to the nature of his job. So when he had even two days off of work it was used as vacation time. It wasn’t unusual for them to pack up their kids in a camper and drive out from their home just East of Chicago and out all the way to the Grand Canyon for a couple days (and all without air conditioning!). Driving down south to camp beside lakes or hiking in swamps was nothing unusual for them, and even now I’m always hearing stories of places they ‘just now’ remembered they camped at back in the ‘60s. Social, they had huge parties on holidays at their house and would often take big group trips to go water skiing with just the ‘grown ups’ in the summer. It was on a trip with a couple they were friends with that they would experience something very strange, something that still haunts them.

Beast of the Swamp

Hello, I’m an 18 year old from Louisiana and the story I am typing out still sends shivers down my spine every time I think of it.  Me and one of my good friends who lets just call James, decided to go camping on a little piece of the bayou that hadn’t been explored in quite some time, 30 or 40 years maybe.

But anyway, we had gotten to a parking spot which was a decent bit away from the main road, I had been driving at the time because I had just recently gotten my permit to drive and I was the happiest guy in the world. But anyway, we had to walk about 3 miles to the little spot we had planned to set everything up, I am a bigger guy, only 5’9 maybe 238 pounds, but I can hold my own and have a decent bit of stamina so it didn’t bother me to much.

Mysteries of the Woods

*all names have been changed for privacy reasons*

So this happened to me a few years back. My friends and I decided we would go on a camping trip when most of our friend group was finally graduated. There was a wide range of us from 19 – 16 years of age. We decided to go for a week on our trip. We live in Newfoundland, Canada. Here we have decently dense wooded areas within our city limits. So we decided to camp in the city, I know its not the typical out of city away from everything camping ideal but we did what we could as only one or two of us could drive and more than 10 people in tiny cars doesn’t work.

We went about 15 minutes into the woods, basically where we could see the city but not hear it or be affected by its bright lights at night. It was a nice area, a hill though but we worked with it. The fire pit we made was in a dense bit of woods that was about 10 feet deep, nothing big. (the fire place is important) Around us was trees, and ATV paths. Occasionally a few people going for hikes but no one ever bothered us.

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