Tag: dogman

They Followed Us

So this will be the first time I come out about this story to anyone besides 2 friends, My cousin, Let’s call him Eric, outright refuses to speak of it at all. I don’t blame him.  This incident happened about 2 years ago, during our stay at my Uncle’s house. And no, My cousin wasn’t his Son, he had a daughter who moved out long ago. His house was near Copper Harbor, about a 4 mile drive.

It was a pretty isolated house, two stories with about a 10 yard walk to the Treeline of the near Woods. Like any other concerned parental figure he prompted me, and my cousin not to go out at night, and if we were out to be in the house before dark.  We could understand his worry, but we weren’t some fragile children. Or so we thought. To give some background, at the time I was nearly 20, Eric turned 21 the month before I remember.


Window Stalker

I live in Brazoria County which is just south of Houston. This happened about 2 years ago when I was a Sophomore in high school. One night I was on this very laptop looking up videos. I was laying on my bed, which was right beside my window. At the time, the window only had a blanket covering it up and also, there was no glass or screen.

Anyways, around 2:00 at night, I heard a Dog-like panting and crunching sound right outside my window. Naturally, I got scared because whatever that was, could just move the blanket out of the way and get me. After awhile, I thought it was a dog since there is a lot of stray dogs in the area. Nothing else happened for around 2 months where I heard it AGAIN. This night, is was around 50 degrees outside so I tried to cover up the window as much as possible to keep the coldness out.


Werewolf in the Woods

It was a sunny day.. Me and my friend were hanging in the park.. The park was nice and we would spend most of our time there.. We would love to play at that park.. We are a strange group.. We would like to roleplay.. Play action games outside ..

And alot of violence ..


Stalked by a Werewolf while on drugs: Update

(This is not part of the story, this is for whatever website moderator is reading this submission, so please remove this paragraph if you decide to use this story. I used a throwaway email to submit the original story with and i dont remember what it was. I cannot prove that i am the author of that story, but hopefully by stating that the story was submitted at some point in late January / early February, that might be enough proof that i submitted the story [as it was not uploaded until March]. Also i hope that you can see certain similarities in my writing style as further proof that it was i who submitted the original story. I will submit this update anyway, with the hopes that it will at least be uploaded to the website as i completely understand that this might not be suitable for the channel as it is not actually a story. Oh, and thanks for uploading my original story.)

This is an update to a story i submitted earlier on in the year, titled “Stalked by a Werewolf while on drugs”.


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…


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