I grew up in Florida, the sunshine state. I lived in the capital, Tallahassee. It was nice and I enjoyed spending my childhood down there, that is, until what happened a few years back that forced me to move.
This all started back in January of 2017 when I was 16, a few weeks after landing my first job. During my high school years I worked at a local Chick Fil A restaurant. I enjoyed working there and I definitely recommend it if you are looking for a job. Anyway, I had to work a 4-11pm shift one night getting trained on how to close the different stations and things like that. Now, we close at 10 but we don’t get out until 11 because we have to clean all the stations such as dishes, grills, fryers, floors etc. Since I was 16 due to child labor laws, I had to leave right at 11pm as did most of my other coworkers. I finished up, clocked out, and walked to my car in the parking lot behind the restaurant since we aren’t allowed to park up front where the customers do.
I got in my car and got on the main road. My house was around 20 minutes away from the restaurant but since it was 11pm, there weren’t many cars out so it would usually take my about 12-15 if I worked this late. I was on the main road for a few minutes then I turned onto a road that I normally used as a shortcut. This was a darker road and curvy that didn’t have any streetlights. This road also had large cemetery that really creeped me out. I few times I have driven on this road and have heard what sounded like screams coming from the direction of that cemetery. Anyway, I was driving down that road with my bright lights on, when a large black figure ran out in front of me.
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These are my three true encounters with what I believe was the Dogman. I live in a small, coastal town in Canada. I was between 16 and 18 for all of these and they took place between 2o10 and 2014. (I apologize now if it’s not spaced correctly. I will try and sort it best I can.)
Encounter 1: This was within the first week or so of September of 2010 and I, like thousands of others, had gone back for yet another new year of school. “Yay”. I didn’t really enjoy school much anymore since someone easily twice my size took it upon himself to bully me damn near daily. (And the school, as one might expect, did nothing.) But, what choice did I have but to return? I had been sent to a nearby shop to get some sandwich supplies to last the week until my parents went shopping that weekend. I didn’t mind it as the shop is less than 15 minutes away and I’d get a soda out of it.
As I walked, I noticed the streets which were usually filled with children and dogs were dead silent. I shrugged, figuring everyone was trying to adjust to the new school year and had gone inside and walked their dogs already and made it into the store, grabbing what I was sent out for and a soda for myself. The woman working that night chatted me up and though I knew her, my anxiety from starting school again made chatting with anybody the last thing I wanted to do. So, I found an excuse to cut it short and left for home.
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Im writing you today concerning an incident that happened when I was living outside of a rural area called Lakewood NM in the year 1999. For some background info, I was 18 at the time that this took place, and was raised my entire life in the deserts of south-eastern of New Mexico on two different very remote ranches. I am very well versed in the flora and fauna of our beautiful state, having spent much of my summers and weekends either doing ranch work on them or just messing around like kids tend to do. I even use to track animals semi-professionally for hunters and even our local trapper. I KNOW the critters around this state. We always lived on very remote ranches, 50, sometimes 75 miles from the nearest actual town. But anyways, my Senior year of high-school, I moved out on my own, being a part of a school work program, and I wanted to live closer to my job and school… Living just around 12 miles from Artesia NM, where my school and job were seemed like living right in town to me.
I guess my story really starts in April of 1999. Me and my boyfriend at the time were rooming with a couple in a trailer house just outside of Lakewood NM. We rented a room from them and sometimes watched their two kids as a part of our rental agreement. For a few months before that April, a lot of the neighboring landowners had been complaining about wild dogs coming up form the river and harassing their dogs and scarring their livestock. We were about a mile from the Pecos River, and wild dogs have indeed been a problem in the area, but this seemed a little more intense. There was even property damage being reported, with one guy a few properties down having had his chicken coup completely destroyed a few weeks earlier. The couple we lived with had two dogs, both of them medium-sized terrier mixes, and neither one of them were on the cowardly side, but they had been getting VERY skittish about going outside at night… So much so that we had to make sure to let them out right at sunset, and again at sunrise, because they would NOT leave the trailer house otherwise at night. It was all very strange.
One night at about 11pm, (It was a Saturday I recall, because I had neither work or school) the four of us were sitting around watching TV and just basically BSing about diffrent stuff when the dogs, who were asleep in the master bedroom on the far east side of the house, started growling and barking. This was really unusual behavior for them, so we all got up to see what they were on about. It seemed as if they were barking at the windows.
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This was not a report I myself witnessed but instead one my grandmother told me about that my aunt later corroborated seperately. For a little background my grandparents’, currently aunt’s, home is in backwoods of Virginia. Extremely thick forest with hilly terrain in all directions. You have to get on a dirt path and follow it for about half a mile to get to a gravel covered side road, and then follow it for about 30 minutes to reach a very small town just across the North Carolina border. If you go a short ways North you find yourself at the Blue Ridge mountains and parkway that lead up into Appalachia proper. The forest is mostly low-lying shrubs up to around 4 feet high with pine and a lot of black oak trees making up the canopy. There is a very clear stream about 30 yards from the house which has fish quite frequently. This along with wild blackberries, tender leaf shrubs, and some apple trees make it very lucrative for wildlife. The house itself is an old two-story house built onto an incline of the hill that overlooks it. This was back in the 1970s, my aunt believes it was 1978 as she was finishing high school at the time.
My father had graduated from college and was going on to the Air Force, so he had already moved out. My grandfather, although he was old enough to retire, liked to remain busy so he worked his old job as an electrician and power pole technician; just now in an advisory role because he was getting up there in years. He had just gotten the contract down in North Carolina so he was away from the house for about a week and a half. This left only my 17-year-old aunt and grandmother at the house.
As I said there usually was a lot of wildlife in the area. A typical morning for my grandmother was making breakfast and sitting out on her porch watching deer and rabbits eat at the shrubs. Sometimes she would also see or hear a bobcat, fox, or coyote about. On one occasion a mountain lion and her cups strolled right past the house. One animal she was familiar with in particular was a very large black bear who could be recognized by folks around those parts from a white patch on his chest and a hole in his left ear. My grandmother nicknamed him “Captain” because he had a habit of sitting on his haunches and reaching up with his paws to pick apples, a motion that looked like he was saluting. Captain was a very big black bear but wasn’t very aggressive unless tested. He seemed to have an agreement with my grandmother and grandfather that if they left him alone he would leave them alone. He’d just strolled by the house every now and then to have some blackberries on the bushes or apples that had fallen down, which meant he came by the house’s yards often as he was too big to climb trees much more and the fruit trees around the house were low enough he could reach up and pick food. My grandfather guesstimated he was somewhere in the 500 to 600-pound range and roughly 6 feet tall as my grandfather once measured some scratch marks he left on a tree.
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It was 2:30PM and it was time for my shift, I work from 3-11 at one of Amazons Warehouse. I’d like to introduce myself first My name is Joey, I’m 23 years old 5’9 and pretty fit and muscular. Now that’s over and done with, it was a normal average day at work, stock up on items, packages, move items and ordinary warehouse work.
I work with my peers who only one of them leaves at the same time as me, we’ll call him “Jack.” He was an average hard working employee like me, so we basically stick to each other during our shifts. The day went pretty fast and I was surprised, things aren’t usually this fast? It’s always boring and empty most of the time. It was 10PM and I had to mop up the bathrooms and Jack did the shelf area, then we’d check everything and go.
I was finishing the last stall when jack called me over to him, “did you hear that?” I replied with “what?” “that growl and thud?” It was all silent, but was Brocken by a quick what sounded like a snarl and growl together and heavy footsteps coming from behind us, we booked it out there and approached to get into our cars and getting the hell out of there, forgetting about the warehouse. I took a glance when I was in the car and what I saw gave me the most jaw dropping wide eyed sight I’ve ever seen in my life. Standing on 2 hind legs towering over me was an estimated 7 foot monster who was buff, it had the head of a wolf with red deep glowing eyes, a man like torso, about 7 inches long claws, human like arms and hands, but the legs of a wolf. It had long sharp teeth and around the beast was dark black fur.
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I basically grew up at my grandmas house she taught me about everything and when school first started I had to go over there because it was just closer. I absolutely despised school even though I was only in kindergarten that parts important.
When winter came around it got very cold because of Indiana where it can go from summer to winter in five seconds. I was waiting for the bus to come pick me up so I was waiting outside in the dark by myself. Something was off. The intense feeling of being watched washed over me.
I didnt know what to do since I was only six. I felt like I might vomit. But then I saw two giant paws come out from behind the bush.
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My name is Yona and I live in Delhi, India. A couple of months ago, my best friend, Varuna and I were sitting in our room studying for our upcoming finals. With only a couple of weeks left, we were super stressed and stayed up for hours at night to prepare. This was our college graduation exam and we both were pursuing the same subject, living in the same apartment complex and going to the same college.
I’ve known her since we were kids, we met during our kindergarten years so we are very close.
So it’s yet another night of preparation and we are sitting in our living room, studying. Our apartment is on the 5th floor which faces a huge empty land.
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My family and I listen to your channel most days, although I have never seen any Dogman I have heard noises out in the woods. I never really took into consideration that such a monster could be real, I had always denied it to myself but I found the stories interesting. I wasn’t a believer until now of course, this event didn’t occur while I was awake.
I am not one to have nightmares but, last night I had the nightmare of my life. You may disregard this but to me it was very real.
I was at a bus stop waiting for the bus to get me, it was very dark outside and there was no light so I had turned on my phone flashlight hoping I wouldn’t be passed up by the bus.
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For some background my stepdad was a truck driver he worked for affiliated foods so took loads to Kansas and New Mexico Oklahoma and parts of Texas.
He was able to have company with now back to the story this happened 6 months ago my stepdad had to take a load to Kansas and I wanted to go with him.
This happened in texoma around 1am it was pich black outside the only thing we could see was what the headlights lit up. We were having one of are normal conversations next thing you know we see a dog like creature standing 7ft tall with yellow eyes run across the road it had gery fur with spots of black it had pointed ears with a long fluffy tail.
We look at each other like what the hell was that the rest of the trip went uneventful and we made it home safely.
I want to start this off by saying that I am a paranormal and monster fanatic. I read an listen to a whole bunch of scary stories. I also watch some Lost Tapes every now and again and I enjoy myself. I know that if I told this story to anybody else they would say its those stupid shows you always watch (which it never is). But anyway enough about me lets get to the story.
This happened on March ninth, twenty-eighteen.
We have a chicken coop out at our place in a small town in Nebraska and every night I go out to shut them up so nothing gets in there. We have around twenty-seven chickens and we lose maybe one a year because of weather or the chickens just pecking at each other.
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