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Camping Adventure… Gone Terrible.

It was a late night when I was sleeping at my grandparent’ house in the middle of the night. I Was sleeping so peacefully until I Heard a tapping on the window.

I pulled my cover over my face and attempted to fall back asleep. After that, the tapping got more violent. I Slowly stretched my torso up to the window that was essentially squished by my bed. I Turned my head to the left, And became terrified at the sight.


Always Uneasy When I Visit

I was born 22 years ago in a small Colorado town an hour’s drive from both Farmington and Durango, just below Mesa Verde and a few miles from Ute Mountain. This was where I spent the first five years of my life before moving to Oklahoma. We still go back every year around summer for about a week or so to see family.

Now, the town being where it was, there was a heavy Native American population there and a reservation about ten miles away. Mostly Ute but a fair amount of Navajo as well. The culture was and still is very entwined into the town’s architecture and local art.


Not My Father

I was listening to your skin walker stories and I thought you would be interested in another true one.  This happened when I was thirteen. It’s important to know that we don’t have curtains and our windows are almost always open because we don’t have AC.

My dad and uncle have a small farm and during planting season they often work late when they do my little cousins spend the night. On this particular night my mom and aunt went out to help finish up the last of planting and so it was my job to put my little cousins and my sister to bed. My youngest cousin and I slept on the couch under the window and my sister and my other cousin slept on the couch across the room from us. I don’t know how long we had been passed out for and I don’t really know what woke me up but when I did wake up I felt scared.


Navajo Skinwalker in Colorado

My story begins in Colorado. I was 14 years old at the time. My family was taking a trip to visit my grandmother, who lives deep in the country. We were planning to stay over a few nights and enjoy the peace and quiet of the country. I’ve always been more of an in-doorsy person, but I did love taking a nice hike through the woods from time to time.

The highway drive was long and uneventful, but once we finally got there, I was super excited. After all, I had my own room in the beautiful cabin my grandmother lived in, with an amazing view of the lake and forest surrounding the property. I exchanged greetings with her, and, after a few minutes of idle conversation, headed to my room. I pulled out my laptop and began to get setup for a quality gaming session when I first heard the howling.


Late Night Run-In with a Skinwalker

Hi my name is Kate and this happened to me one year ago.

I was going for a walk, it was late and I had nothing else to do. I was about was a mile away from my house, I was walking on a path in a field far from the main road. It was about 2 am, but it wasn’t a problem, as my parents trusted that I would return home.

Anyways, I was walking past a tree line, when I started to hear static, like an old radio, that was the only thing I could compare it to. I was rather frightened by this, but I decided to keep walking, then I heard in a child’s voice, “help”. I stopped short, I looked at the tree line frozen, and debating what to do, I then stuck one foot out to where the voice came from. Again, I heard the voice repeating what it had just said.


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