The Count’s Bird-cage

I worked a small time park maintenance and upkeep job a few years back for a local park. It’s no Yellowstone, but I grew up there, hiking the hills and exploring the forests. When I got offered a job working there I took it without a second thought, even though it didn’t pay well – just my way of giving back to the park.

I have more than a few stories from my time there, trekking about with a shovel and saw for whole days at a time, but my favorite tale comes from a co-worker of mine, who I knew as Mikhael. Mikhael had a particular nickname among my fellow crewman – The Count. This was, as far as I could tell, in reference to his angular European face and dark black hair. The Count was around 50 or so when I met him, and yet he had such a love for the forest that he stayed in his part time volunteer job.

The Count was a very kind and gentle man – he would help out with anything you asked, was always kind and compassionate. Of all the things I remember about the Count, one thing that’s always stuck was his love of telling tales of adventures in his home county of Poland. His passion for said stories are part of why I log and spread them as much as I do today. The Count told, no pun intended, countless stories, and many of them I can recall somewhat. Only one of them has really stuck with me all these years later, and it was the last one he ever told me.

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did i hear a ghost child?

Hi, you might remember me from that slender man story a while back. But this story happened years before. i was about 5 when this happened, and both me, my older sister and younger sister encountered it. my older sister said that she was lying on the hammock, and she heard a distant “hello?” coming from the ravine. She suggested that i should try it to see if it would happen to me. i was skeptical, but i decided to do it. Now, at this point in my life, i was deathly afraid of ghosts, obviously now that i’m 16 and turning 17 in december, i’m no longer afraid of ghosts. Anyway, i was hesitant, but i went outside and decided to do it. what happened to me was this: i was lying on the hammock, listening to the sounds of the trees creaking, and i was thinking this was just a joke. But then, after about 15-20 minutes, i heard a very distant “hello? hello?”. I froze. i immediately sat up and looked into the ravine, there was nobody there. i answered back “h-hello?”. there was no response. at this point i didn’t know what to think. it couldn’t have been my older sister (who is now 18 and in college and my younger sister is 13.) because my older sister was inside doing other things. And my younger sister was still a baby, so she could barely walk. I have always believed in ghosts and the paranormal, so, it must have been a ghost or something. it turns out, a long long time ago, there was once a railroad that was in my ravine. now, 11-ish years later, i still try to see if i can succeed in doing what i did again, nothing has worked so far, but hopefully one day, i’ll hear that distant “hello?” again.

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It was a New Mexico Dogman

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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There’s something out there

I was 16 at the time and my grandparents own a fairly secluded ranch up in the Rim mountain of Arizona they had seven smaller cabins that they rent out occasionally.

My family would go up to visit them often in the spring and summer, but not a lot during the fall and winter seasons because it gets really cold and snows alot.

Well one weekend in January we decided to go up there and stay for the weekend, my brother and his wife and two young kids and also my cousin came along too.

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I called mothman

First I am sorry if this stretches out a bit long but a lot happened that year of 2003. You see 15 years ago when I was a 16 year old kid I had this book called “ten creepiest creatures in America” I loved that book and in there was a creature called mothman. I became entranced with this book and the creatures inside.
This was my ultimate mistake, I wished to see each and every one of these creatures first hand . Starting with the first one – mothman.

Little is known about the creature besides that it almost seems like an omen to disasters . But a year prior to the event I started a website devoted to mothman and it’s sightings. Now I had hundreds upon hundreds of recorded sightings that I sifted through trying to find a way to bring this creature to Dallas Texas.

One sorry talked about yelling “if there are any demons out there , come and get me”. I noted this for when we wanted to lure him here.

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my childhood friend

My family is not a normal family, we have every race within us, from white, black, asian, mexican. Everyone has many stories to tell. Even the kids. so heres the backstory to mine and my dads worst experience.

Ill split this into 2 parts of the same story.

Part 1

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It comes at the worst times

I guess the correct way to start this is by saying that I’ve seen this thing and many others that most people would call creepy all my life I guess I attract them like a magnet.

Anyway it was 2010 and I just woken up from a nice nap in my living room and all seemed normal.

I walked to the kitchen and got a glass of water then go back to bed. After filling the glass I heard Gracie ,my husky, start barking out back.

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Backwoods Ghost Story

My name is Quintin and look I don’t care what people say, this is a real ghost story. When I was young I used to live in the backwoods of Pulaski, Virginia. I lived in a relatively large house and we lived rather close to my grandparents which being a kid, I thought was nice.

Ever since I was a kid there are days that I stay with my mother and some days I stay with my father, on this one night it was a day when I was with my mother and my grandparents came over who I will address as Paw and Granny.

Paw and Granny had come to the house and we decided to go out for Pizza, when we came back to the house after eating we all decided to go downstairs and watch T.V. so me, my mother, Paw, and Granny went downstairs and sat down to watch T.V.

When we went downstairs we were down there for about 25 minutes and there was one point where my Granny had to use the bathroom. She went up to the bathroom and after she was done she came down stairs milk white an told us all what happened.

She said that after she had used the bathroom she had stopped and look in the mirror to fix her hair and at one point she looked away from the mirror for one moment and she told us that when she looked back up, she said that there was a woman ghost in the mirror that looked my Granny dead in the eyes. My Granny said she wasn’t scared but very nervous and as she looked the ghost in the eyes, the ghost got what my Granny called a “warm smile” on her face and when my Granny turned around to look at her, the ghost was gone.

My Granny had come down stairs and she wasn’t shaking but she looked very uneasy and she was white as the daylight and she told us what she saw and my mother didn’t pull any of the stuff you see in the movies saying stuff like it was her imagination. My mother said she saw the truth in her eyes and that she clearly wasn’t lying.

We watch T.V. for about 20 more minutes and then they went on home. After hearing what my Granny said, being young I slept in my moms room that night andy grandmother hasn’t seen the ghost since we moved out of the house when I was 8.

I may not be living in that house anymore but my dad’s house is haunted so I am still in a haunted house to this day.

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That’s not a coyote

One night when I went to visit my parents in Sacramento something that will haunt me forever happened. My parents live in the middle of the forest with two neighbors, I had visited them and was driving along the trail to the main road with my sister when my car broke down. We called a tow truck and our dad to come pick us up, the trail takes about 10 minutes to drive along and we had about seven minutes to go.

We were talking when all of a sudden we went over a bump in the road, like we had hit an animal or something, My sister,dad and I got out of the car to see a coyote or something when all of a sudden it gets up, that was NOT a coyote it’s legs were about 5’0 long, we got into that car and started to drive obviously terrified, my sister who was in the backseat  suddenly shouts at my dad “D-dad D-d-drive FAST” I looked into the rear view mirror to see the thing was walking on its hind legs into the trees.

We turned back to go to the house where my mom and little brother were sleeping and didn’t leave for two days, when we told our little brother (he’s ten by the way) he said “Is that not normal I thought all simes did that” I have never been so scared in my life

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The Rain Monster

I wouldn’t have thought something with the fictional-sounding name of “the Rain Monster” could actually exist within the local woods.

I was wrong.

Hi, my name is Xander Despenas. I’m 16 years old and live in Mason City, Iowa. My best friend, Hunter Tyler, is 14 (going on 15 on November 4, 2017), and he is the one that discovered the Rain Monster.

You see, the Rain Monster is a paranormal entity that appears normally when it is raining or overcast (hence the name), but does make brief appearances under other circumstances. The strange thing is, we have no idea as to what this thing’s origins are. Perhaps an angry spirit? Or something conjured through a Ouija board? We weren’t too sure then, but now we’re pretty confident that the Rain Monster is something much more demonic, something from the depths of Hell itself. We’ve done multiple investigations regarding this entity, and much to our surprise, a lot of evidence supporting the idea of this thing’s existence has come up in almost all of our documentations.

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October 30th, 2015
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