Something in the School

(This happened a couple of weeks ago) It was 9:30 P.M and I was just getting home from hanging  out with a friend. When I entered my house I noticed that my Aunt Jackie was visiting with my cousin Alec, I said “Hello” smiled and waved at them as I walked through the living straight to my room. I was tired and wanted to shower. After my shower I was on my laptop at my desk when I got a knock at the door. It was my brother, he asked if I would go out and throw a football or a frisbee around with him and Alec.

It was late and they would only be allowed to go out if I went with them.

I fought my tiredness and agreed to go with them, at this point it was around 10:40P.M. Keep in mind my brother is nine and my cousin is 14 and I am 19, I know it’s a big age gap between my brother and I, but thats how it’s always been. Anyways, back to us throwing the ball around at the park. After a few rounds of tossing the ball back and forth I got bored and I could tell my brother and Alec were too.

So I suggested we go to a 7-Eleven that was down the street and I would treat them and buy them a couple of snacks and I would get myself something. They excitedly agreed and we went walking down the street to 7-Eleven. I asked if they wanted to go for a walk for a bit while we enjoyed our snacks and they said “yes”. We went walking down a couple of blocks, meanwhile Alec’s and I were catching up, since we hadn’t seen each other in years and kept walking until we reached my former high school and Alec’s current school.

We were walking down the block the school is on, past the football field when suddenly a police car pulled up on the side of the road a little ahead of us. It was a female officer, she unbuckled and hurriedly got out of the car.

She shouted at us, “SIT DOWN ON THE CURB”. Stunned and confused, I walked a little further and asked, “What?”, the officer said “I said SIT DOWN ON THE SIDEWALK CURB”. So we all sat down as she approached us. She looked us over and said to my brother, “a little young to be out this late aren’t we little one”, then she looked at me and said “Where are you guys coming from?”

I responded “Just down the street”, raising my iced tea in the direction of 7-Eleven. She asked If I was sure about that, shocked and almost insulted I looked up at her and said “Yeah? Where else would we be coming from?”(At this point another two police vehicles were pulling in on the side of the road.) She told us that they had received a call from the school security officers, that guard the school at night, that they noticed someone on the security camera monitor walking in the halls of various buildings and going into rooms.

But when they checked they didn’t find anyone and thats when they decided to call the police while they check if anything had been stolen.

And since it appeared to her that we were walking from off of the campus that we might be involved. Alec responded first before I could get a chance to say anything and said we hadn’t even set foot on the campus, I looked up from looking at Alec at the officer and told her the same thing and that we had gone to 7-Eleven prior and that was really it. She told us to wait while another officer goes to the security guards and confirms that nothing was stolen. We sat and waited for probably 35 minutes until finally we heard someone say something on the officer’s radio.

She looked at us while saying something inaudible to the radio and walked over to us.

And said nothing had been taken but they still needed to confirm that we hadn’t broken in. And were going to go through the security footage to see the whole situation from another perspective. This was ridiculous that just because we had been at the wrong place at the wrong time we were forced to be involved.

The officer asked for a number she could contact me on. I gave her my cell number and she told us to go home, that it was late. So we did, on the way home we agreed not to tell our parents because it would just make them worry. A week passed and I received a phone call, it was the officer, she had called to apologize. I was grinning ear to ear, knowing we had unjustly been stopped, until she told me that after they reviewed the footage for multiple hours they couldn’t find anyone on the footage around the time the call was made.

She also said the only reason they kept us there was because multiple security guards had seen multiple people walking in the halls, further giving them reason to suspect it was us. She said sorry for making us sit on the cold dirty sidewalk.

After the call ended I was really creeped out thinking, “If multiple people saw something, then what was it?”.

Scary Night Patrol

I only recently asked him to tell it to me again. My uncle used to be a cop when I was younger, every so often he’d come over and tell my brother

something along the lines of “Hey guys, another baddie busted” or something like that. One Halloween my brother and I asked him if he had any “scary experiences as a cop” he looked at us with a kind of pale face and said “Yes, if you’d like to hear it I’ll tell you two, but promise you won’t tell your mum” we excitingly nodded and sat down near our fireplace.

One night (About 10PM) when I was rostered to work, I got a text from my boss saying my partner was very sick and would be off work for a while.

Until I could be assigned a temporary partner I would have to work alone, I didn’t mind this as it gave me some time to think, I got to work, clocked on, grabbed my gun and car keys and went out to the lot to hop into the patrol car. I noticed that the fuel gauge was pretty low so I just called my boss and said I’d fill it up later and asked to be reimbursed (This was pretty normal).

I went on my way to begin my patrol thinking in about an hour I’ll fill up, the patrol was completely normal for that hour but it was time to fill up so I pulled into the fuel station and started filling up the car.

As I was about half way done, I noticed a man dressed in ruggy clothes walking passed the station while whispering to himself, I couldn’t tell what exactly he was saying but it kinda crept me out, he hadn’t done anything wrong so I couldn’t just go and question him. I finished filling up, went inside and paid for the fuel.

Leaving the station I drove in the direction the man was walking just out of pure curiosity but I didn’t see him for like 2-3 kilometres. thinking he may have just wondered off into the bush, I started to put my mind at ease but right then I see him coming up in the headlights! this didn’t make any sense at all, how could’ve he had moved so far in only a few short minutes on foot?

From the time I saw him to when I left was only about 45 seconds or so there’s no way he could have moved that far so quickly! all of this was going through my head as I approached him but as I drove passed I looked out my left-hand side window to get a look at his face, oh god his face, it was white, like a bedsheet and his eyes were glassed over like a pair of clear marbles in his eye sockets.

His appearance shocked me so much I naturally looked in the rear view mirror and was horrified when I saw him running at full sprint nearly keeping up with my car which was going around 60 kmph ( or around 38 mph) I turned my lights on, slammed on the breaks, spun around with my gun discharged ready to get out of the car and, nothing, there was no one there.

Officially freaked out, I holstered my gun, turned the lights off and returned to my route. As you could imagine I never told anyone about this as everyone would just laugh To this day he has never found out what that was or any theories that made sense to him.

He works as a sparky now.

Night Shift Cop Story

well to start off, it’s my uncle David’s​ story, but my family has always had encounters with the paranormal.  David is 40, served in the military until he married, then took a civilian job as a cop. 

When David started working as a cop in Montana he was given the grave yard shifts. A lot of his job is driving along long roads surrounded by open land. He admits to it being extremely boring at times.

David and his partner where on the night shift when they got a call from someone complaining about a creepy man standing on a hill. It was the middle of winter and with such a low crime rate, my uncle figured it was just a homeless trying to find Shelter from the snow. So in the middle of the night in the freezing cold my uncle and his partner went out to find the homeless man and offer help.

The location was on a back road. There were no street lights, but the moon light reflecting on the white snow made it easy to see. After Several minutes of driving, they both see him. A tall man standing on a small hill, they couldn’t see any details of the man, all they could see from the car was just a dark outline of him.

David decides to walk up to the man on the hill but his partner decides to stays in the car. David  yelled to the man, but the man on the hill didn’t move, he said that the man never even turned around. So David walked towards him but no matter how fast he walked the distance between them never changed.

David called for his partner to come up and help, The mood changed, like what ever was standing there now noticed them and started walking towards them.

David called to the man asking for his name, mostly to lighten the mood, but no answer and the man was getting closer to them. there was no real reason to be afraid but the tension was thick. They still couldn’t see the man’s face, he was still just a black figure​.

Things got worse, the man was only a couple of feet away and he was completely blacked out still. At this point they should have been able to see clothes and his face, but he was completely Blacked out.

My uncle knowing that this is his job, he can’t just leave; closes the gap between them, with his partner following behind. They run towards him, trying to end the situation. The black mass is right in front of them, it’s shaped like a man but it looks like a shadow. It fades away.

David notices there are no foot prints in the snow in front of him. The snow is smooth and untouched, he then notices he hasn’t moved either there are not foot prints behind them and the cop car is just down the small hill. They both Sprint to the car and back to safety.

They don’t know what happened, was it a ghost that put them in a trance? They ran after this guy and yet got no where and found no one. The whole thing doesn’t make any sense but our family does believe in the paranormal.

Later my uncle found out this is common. Every cop in town has seen this blacked out man, he is always there on the hill and no one knows why.




Deomon in the Walmart Parking Lot

A short preface; at the time of these events, I was around 8, female and my mother had died a year before. I had been picked to shop at a WalMart with a police officer for christmas presents for myself or my family.

Around 8 or so I was driven to some building where a bunch of police officers and children gathered for the event. I was alone, my parents having dropped me off. I stayed near a window, a cripplingly antisocial young girl st the time. I stared through the glass, eyes tracing the line of trees across a large field. I saw something moving in the trees, making them shake and the birds fly out of them and land above me on the building’s roof. A big, black thing had been there. But when I was sbout to get up and go tell someone, my given officer found me and ee had to go.

After eating together, the officer and I headed out to his police cruiser. I gawked at all the machinery, loving the flickering lights. He laughed, and we started going. I forgot the black monster in my awe, but I would remember soon.

When we had done our shopping and piled the stuff behind us in the cruiser, we started on back to the building. It was around 10 at night and pitch black. But out of the corner of my eye I saw a huge black thing, pitcher than pitch, running alongside our car. I freaked out, clutching the DSI I had been messing with. Against my pleas, the officer pulled over to try to comfort me. I had never felt so panicked, so fearful in my young life before. I had never felt like I would die until that black beast jumped from thr brush onto the car. The officer jumped and grabbed his gun, his eyes tearing away from me and looking up. All we could see was a long, black furred tail slamming onto the windshield. I cowered in my seat, and the officer did too. But only for a brief moment before his training kicked in. The officer set his gun on his lap and slammed his foot onto the gas, zipping off onto the road. The beast was still on the car, its claws digging into the roof above us. I remembered where the lights were and I put them on. The beast screeched above us and leapt off, running back into the forest beside the road. The officer glanced at me and smiled snd thanked me.

When back at the building, we were late. My dad was really nervous. I told him, while staring the officer in the eye, that we took the long way because of traffic. The officer nodded. We had decided not to tell anyone in the car. We got too scared over what we thought was a bear or a panther. Both were in Florida, and eventually someone would find it. It would be fine.

Neither of us mentioned that we noticed the beast had left five holes in the roof, not four like a bear or cat would.

The Call

For background to the story, my brother and I are involved with law enforcement in our local police department. Im a field training officer for the the law enforcement explorer program and my brother is a community service officer for the department. We love what we do, don’t get me wrong, there’s ups and down but what happened on a particular day, we will never forget.

It was a quiet Thursday morning when my brother and I were patroling around the neighborhood in the squad car, Unit 20.  We were in the middle of having conversation about me leaving to join the Marine Corps, and him possibly going to to police academy, when we hear an officer being dispatched to a call.

  • “707 respond to a 10-15 (civic disturbance) at 2234 Columbus Avenue.  A realtor was showing a  house to a couple, and when they looked in the closet, they found a woman with black hair, and a white night gown, crying in the corner”

Chills were sent down my spine and my brother and I looked at each other in shock. We were just passing the area, and since the officer is going alone, we decided to back him up to make sure everything is in check.

We met the officer at the apartment and the realtor told us that she was still in there. We searched the apartment, every room, the attic, the closet she was supposedly was in. All of the doors were secured and locked and no one was there. We looked for points of forced entry because transients (the homeless) usually break into houses to get some shelter.

We searched outside the house and around the neighborhood but no one matched the description. We came back to the apartment and broke the news that she was not there, and to give us another call if they happen to see her again.

As we were wrapping up our business, I look at the window, and clear as daylight, I see the woman in one of the windows. I couldn’t see her face because her hair was blocking it. And when I turned to my brother to tell him, I turned back and she was not there. We finally left after the realtor showed the rest of the apartment and secured the door.

I have seen a lot happen in the four years I’ve been with the police department, but I have never seen or been to a ghost call. To all my brothers and sisters in blue, be safe out there and don’t respond to suspicious calls like that, alone.

I don’t know what that lady’s intentions were, but I’m sure the couple the realtor was showing the apartment to, won’t be moving in, anytime soon.