I am a 22 year old male who lives in the UK .This story took place when I was in high school on summer break.by the way, please forgive me for any spelling/grammar

I had recently got my drivers licence, and was tacking some of my friends to a party. To get there you need to go through a small dirt road surrounded by wood. Anyway back to  the story. We had just got to the part where you have to go through the dirt road when I heard some soft rustling in the woods to are left.I have always been a believer in the paranormal  and this isn’t the only story I’ve got . Anyway , I quickly caught up with the rest of my friends and tried to brush it off as just hearing things . I have always been fine watching horror stories on darkness prevails and mr.nightmare , but experiencing them is something else .

So,10 minuits went by and we didn’t hear anything . All of a sudden I saw something black and monstrouse emerge from a near bye bush it was the most horrifying thing I had ever seen . It had large horrible black eyes and a strange twisted face . I stood motionless and so did my friends . Suddenly ithought how much smarter it would have been to take my car rather than walk . Just as it started to walk forward , I remembered the handgun I keep in my backpack .

immediately I pulled it out , loaded it and shot at the thing in the head 4 or 5 times and it let out a scream like a rooster crossed with a  chicken . We all screwed the party and ran for our lives .

2 years later I was watching the news and saw a sighting  of a creature called the rake . It matched nearly everything I saw that  night and I think that is what I saw on that path. since then I have never left for that road again and I wander what would have happened if I didn’t have that gun .













I saw something at that camping site

I was 15 years old at the time this happened. I was stupid and young like most people are. My mum forced me to go to boy scouts and it was my first campout. I had a good amount of badges and was strong  and sporty. Anyway, to the story.

We got into the truck and were driven to the camp site. I still remember what the camp looked like. It was filled with chipped pieces of wood and was surrounded by forest. We did the usual make a fire and playing man hunt with more people my age. Soon the sun began to set and our scout masters (we’ll  call them Benjamin and Thomas)told us older kids to go into the forest and find some food such as rabbits or bird’s to eat, so we went into the damp forest with no supervisors whatsoever.

We all split-up so we could catch more food. I decided to go to some rabbit holes I knew were there because I had gone there with my parents two years ago. I began to hum to myself as I walked to the rabbit hole. This is when I first saw it: a huge black creature with deer horns on its head and a wild coyote hanging in its mouth. I just stood there staring at this beast. It didn’t seem to notice me, that is until the worst happened; my stomach rumbled very loudly

The thing turned around so quickly I jumped. It let out this horrifying shriek like a wolfs howl mixed with a chickens cry. I literally felt like I was going to be a dead boy for the first time in my life.

Then my body felt like the best it was in my life as I heard Thomas yell to us all that the sun was down and to come back to camp. I this startled the creature and it ran of at an inhuman speed. I, too, bolted back to camp tripping and staggering and as I was told picked up a rabbit on my way. To this day I believe what I saw was a wendigo.