An odd experience in the woods.

So, let me preface this by saying that I don’t scare easily, or at least am not scared by a lot.
Anyways, It was about mid November at the time of this happening, and it was oddly nice, 55 degrees, a bit chilly but nice. It being nicer than usual decided to take my daily jog in the local forest seeing as I practically live in the woods.

I walked up to the front of the gate, well fence at the front of the forest pathway. i’m not going to be cliche and say “It felt spooky” ” something felt…off.”, it just felt completely and utterly normal, maybe even nice.

I started my jog, I looked at the trees above my head savoring every pine scented inhale. I continued for about 20 minutes, then I decided to head back. As I made my way to the gate-fence, I noticed something, it was a man, he looked about 5′ 11 to 5′ 12, he had a long gray beard, a black leather jacket and jeans on…..the odd thing about this man is that he was standing in a filed of dead, long grass starring into the forest with a baseball bat in hand.

He looked a bit agitated seeing as his had was very tightly gripped around the neck of the bat, and for the small amount of time I saw his face, it looked like an angry frown, a tough guy look.

I got spooked, I started jogging away picking up speed so he wouldn’t see me, eventually making it home. Though he could have been a totally cool guy I was just not risking it, he could have easily taken me down if he was malicious, but again, I don’t know his intent. Maybe it’s my paranoia, or anxiety but I was sure spooked.

The Man At The Gas Station

To start off, when I was 16 I lived in a fairly small town. The town was small enough to easily walk to one end of the town to another within 30 to 40 minutes. There wasn’t much to do on a Saturday night during this hot summer and when a close friend of mine called to say a few bands was playing, I jumped at the chance to do something.

I quickly got ready and walked to meet her at a gas station across town for some fine gas station food before the show. During the walk I had my headphones in but I couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched. I would stop to look around but no one was around.

Once I got to the gas station, let’s call her Maggie, was waiting inside.

I went inside and told her around the odd feeling I had walking over. I tried to shake it off as we grabbed soda, chips and some wonderful hot dogs. When we walked up to get our hot dogs a tall man was standing over in the area with a hoodie on. Which struck me as odd as it was summer and in the mid 80’s around this time. He smiled at us and asked

“What are you two doing tonight?”

“Oh you know teenage stuff” Maggie replied

The man then replied

“Oh how old are you girls?”

“16, why?” I stupidly asked

“Oh man, too bad you girls aren’t older. There’s a party going on but I still might be able to get you in, do you wanna come?”

“No thanks” Maggie replied

“That’s too bad, you two look nice tonight” he ask in a low voice and walked away.

We watched him pay for his items and leave. Feeling creeped out, we waited around for 10 minutes, paid for our food and left. We walked to where the bands were playing, which was pretty packed. We watched the shows until they finished by this time the sun had set and it was dark. Maggie decided to stay the night so we started walking back to my house.

We got back to my house and settled in for the night. I put in a dvd and we went to bed.

A few hours later I heard movement which woke me up. There was a dark figure standing outside of my window, trying to take off the screen. I screamed the loudest I had ever in my life but I just sat there frozen in fear. Maggie woke up and shaked me to move. As I finally snapped out of it Maggie dragged me out of my room.

As we left the room I remember seeing the man smiling.

Once out of my room, I saw my mom running toward asking us “what is wrong”. We explained as quick as we could what was happening. We all locked ourselves in her room as she dialed to called the police. The house was silent, it only took 5 minutes but it seemed like a life time.

The police came to find the man had fled and a hole in my screen window. The worse part is that he had left behind a knife.

Needless to stay, we moved shortly after this happen. Before moving, flowers where left at my front door with a note “I hope we meet again”. I never saw the man again. I graduated at 17 and moved across country shortly after.

Even though it was 15 years ago, I still find myself locking my doors and windows and then double checking.

To the man at my window, I hope we never met again.

The Pedo Stranger Guy

This story took place back when I was still a little girl in the 2nd grade. This story isn’t really scary is kinda funny but a little freaky. Forgive me if I can’t recall all of the minor details since its been about 10 years since this incident.

To set the scene, i’ve grown up in a fairly upper middle class neighborhood in southern california, so the threats of weirdos and crimes going on was nearly non- existent. Everyone was sheltered and to be honest we (as in the kids) thought everyone was nice and bad guys were just something that happened in movies. Anyways, both my parents work, so each day I have to stay at an after school program called Kids Care where basically they monitor you until your parents pick you up.

I usually got picked up at 6 pm so my friends and I used our time up by playing soccer out on the field.

The field is set up as a giant rectangle but the right side of the edge of the field is a short slope with lots of greenery and on top there are a line of houses over looking the field and the school in general. Everyday me and about 10 other people or so would go out to the field where we were supposed to be monitored by an adult but since all the so called “teachers” were all in the main building no one was watching us.

This was their fault cause they are supposed to watch us all the time especially when the sun would set early from daylight savings.

On one particular day it was 5 in the evening and the sun was starting to go down. We went out to the field and none of the teachers followed us.

We started playing soccer as usual until by best friend got hurt and began bleeding a bit so most of us ran to get a bandaid or two from the classroom that was half way across the school. I however, stayed with my friend and sat down beside her.

I got a eerie feeling as we were alone in the middle of an empty field and by now the sun was just a thin line on the horizon. I’ve always been a real paranoid person and the whole time they were gone I kept looking behind my back and doing 360s because I could feel that nasty feeling in my stomach grow. When they finally came back we went back to playing soccer like usual.

The feeling still wasn’t gone.

My friend was running towards the goal and we were all cheering her on until she stopped mid way and her expression blanked as she stared at the top of the small slope to the right.

I thought she had seen a dog or something so i looked over but didn’t see anything.

I stood and asked “what? whats going on?” She whispered just to the point where i could hear it “there’s a man watching from the bushes” I spun around and surely there was a man probably in his 40s wearing a red shirt with a big ol’ beard holding a big camera smiling and watching us from a freaking bush.

WhAt tHe hEll.

I nearly screamed, we saw the flash from the camera go off and he suddenly jumped up and ran in the direction of the houses.

The last thing I saw him do was jump the fence in to someone’s backyard. By now, we were all screaming like banshees as we frantically looked around for a teacher. nopity nope nope no teacher.

We continued our banshee screams as we ran to the main building.

When we got there all the teachers were already out of the classrooms trying to find the source of the screaming. my friend and I were the most shaken and we soon figured out that none of the other kids saw the man and they were just freaked out that we were freaked out.

It wasn’t until recently I realized that this man was obviously planning to do something with those photos.

The police were called immediately and the best part is that we got pulled out of the pathetic excuse for an art class and got to talk to the police which was so cool for a second grader at the time. We both gave him a description of the man. We later found out that they never caught the creeper pedo man. Thankfully he never showed up again, or rather, we never saw him.

Her friend

Hey my English is not the best to start out with. Hi my name is Jack, I live in a small town in the middle of the central coast of California.

I am writing this out 5 minutes after this happened. So for most of my life I went to small private schools, so I am super shy. I am a freshman in highschool right now and I absolutely love it. So I am really lonely because I am so shy, so what I did was text this girl I thought was nice. So we talked for a while and finally I asked if we could go to lunch and if I could get her number. This was about a week ago keep in mind.

The day came around and it was Tuesday, I texted her that morning saying that I could make it due to home work and other things. So she said ok and I said sorry.

Well the night before this I was on Instagram looking at memes and stuff.

Whether stories pops up with her crying. So I texted her asking if she was ok and if I needed to call her. She said yeah but my phone at the time was almost dead and I didn’t have good internet. So I just texted I’m sorry but I can’t talk right now due to my phone.

She said ok and went to bed.

The next day, today, I asked if she was doing better and she said yes. So I said ok and we talked for a while and I finally asked her out. She said no and I said ok but after that we still texted.

Biggest mistake ever, about 30 minutes ago I was talking to my friend and we were sending stupid pictures of each other.

And then all of a sudden I get a dm and it says one of her friends likes me. So I said ok, she gave me her number I was scarred at that point, because I didn’t know this “chick”.

So I was asking my friend what to do he said don’t text it.

So I did t text it, but she kept on telling me to text it but I didn’t. All of a sudden I get this text saying hey cutie pie so I asked who this was. I get a text back saying you do t need to know.

So I asked for a picture form the person to see if I know them or not, big mistake.

All of a sudden this person just was sending me these death threats and calling me all these horrible things like you “cousin f***** and I was a pussy for not fighting him.” Let me get this straight I am a super muscular guy who plays football and who lifts weights for fun, I am just under 6 foot and around 200 pounds of muscle.

So this guy was saying I couldn’t beat him in a fight and that I am a pussy freshman.

So I sent him something about getting all my friends and beating the shit out of him.

He backed of but then said he would get his friends and shoot me up. Which I don’t know this person and my school has a lot of druggys and gangster. So during this whole thing I was freaking out and right now I am still scared. Please if you have and experience like this tell me.

Girl I liked and her friend let’s not meet again.

 

Ladies Can Be Pedos Too

Let me just preface this by saying I was around five or six when this happened. I was an extremely friendly child, naive with a deep love for animals. These were both horrible traits for me to have in the situation I was in. I loved the park and my father took me to one nearby, he did as he usually did and took me to the swingset, he got me started on those and walked to a nearby bench to talk on the phone. I was still visible to him from where I was, so he felt okay with it. I was happily doing my thing on the swingset when my young eyes caught the glimpse of a puppy. A Saint Bernard puppy which was my favorite breed. I instantly got excited and the person walking it seemed normal enough. It was a woman, she looked middle aged. I had been schooled on stranger danger, but I had never heard stories about women being bad strangers. So, I thought it was okay and I got off the swings, running to her. I was excited as I ran over and I asked to play with the puppy. Looking back on it, there were plenty of things that should have been red flags; she seemed nervous, she called me

I was happily doing my thing on the swingset when my young eyes caught the glimpse of a puppy. A Saint Bernard puppy which was my favorite breed. I instantly got excited and the person walking it seemed normal enough. It was a woman, she looked middle aged. I had been schooled on stranger danger, but I had never heard stories about women being bad strangers. So, I thought it was okay and I got off the swings, running to her. I was excited as I ran over and I asked to play with the puppy. Looking back on it, there were plenty of things that should have been red flags; she seemed nervous, she called me

Looking back on it, there were plenty of things that should have been red flags; she seemed nervous, she called me pretty and was very touchy with me. Brushing over my hair or touching my shoulder, she even rubbed a hand over my thigh, claiming to be “feeling your pretty flowered dress, it looks so soft”. A lot of my mom’s friend’s said similar things, though not as creepily, so I brushed it off. I was rambling on and on about how much I loved dogs and animals in general, I was a very talkative child. She just smiled at me and it made me feel uncomfortable, it reminded me of how the Big, Bad Wolf smiled at Little Red when he was posing as her grandmother.

She happily told me, “He’s one puppy out of a litter of five, you can come see the other puppies if you like, they are over there with my friend” she nodded over to the more woodland section of the park. It was close by and my mind said she had one puppy, so there was no possible way she could be lying. I was a dumb child. I went with her without a second thought. We walked for a couple of minutes over to the other side of the park. She led me up the hill and I looked around.

All I saw was a group of teenagers playing frisbee and an older man sat alone on a bench a few yards away from them. I saw no puppies and I got even more nervous when the man got up and started walking towards us. I didn’t know what to do and I did the only thing that came to my mind, I screamed as loudly as I could and felt tears well in my eyes. I don’t remember much after this, just that two of the boys were running over and asking if they were my parents, they tried to lie and say yes, but I shook my head.

I remember the boy best by his hair, it was green. He was pulling me away from the pair and I remember a lot of yelling. He asked where my parents were and had me show him to them. So, I took him to my dad who was freaking out and yelling at me when I got there. I don’t know exactly what happened to them. So…Creepy couple at the park, let’s not meet again.