This story is about a creepy encounter with a hitch hiker I had on my way to my grandmas house.

I had just passed my drivers test and finally got my drivers license. My mum suggested I should go to my grandmas house as she wanted to congratulate me and also because I hadn’t seen her in years.

I finished work at around 6pm and  the sun had already set. I quickly packed my bags and got in the car. My grandmas house was on the coast and it would take about 3 hours getting there. About 2 hours into the journey I noticed a silhouette waving at the side of the road. I saw some dried up blood on the road and immediately stopped to check if the bystander was injured.

I slowly rolled down my window and called ”hey do you need any help” the thing came closer, close enough so I could see it’s face. It was dry and it had huge eye bags with devilish eyes that looked right through my sole. It looked like a old man who hadn’t washed in weeks. The man replied with a deep and crackling voice ”yes”. The man walked around the car to get in. Then something caught my eye, just behind where the man was standing lay a dead body. My heart stopped and I couldn’t move a muscle. I looked over to my left and I saw the man looking through the window with a creepy smile. The man walked to the back of my car. I quickly locked the car doors. I was too horrified to move or say anything. I started the car and quickly drove off, without daring to look back. I knew that the nearest gas station was about a hour away so I decided to quickly go to my grandmas house.

My grandma messaged me asking me where I was and why I was taking so long. I told her about the creepy man that I encountered. She seemed surprised I told her to call 911. She said she was doing it, she then started to explain about a man she had let in the house, that was injured. I immediately warned her that was the man.

It had been 5 minutes without a reply. Then suddenly I got a reply she said she was hiding in the closet and told me to come to the house and help her. I told my grandma to stay in the closet until the police arrived. She told me when I get to her house to quickly go to the laundry room and grab a gun in the cupboard.

I arrived at the house it was dark and eerie. I stayed sharp knowing full well that the psycho could be anywhere. I stepped out the car and made my way to the entrance. Just then I received another text from my grandma, this time it was a picture. A chill went up my spine, I opened the picture and it was a picture of my back. The killer was sitting in my car. I forgot to take the keys out as I was in such a rush. I turned around and saw a creepy smile on the maniacs face. He sped off into the distance stealing my car and leaving my grandma dead.

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