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Sunset Beach

 

The story I’m about to tell you is actually about two separate events, but given the subject matter and the fact that both took place in the same location, I usually think of them as two parts of the same story.

Anyway…I grew up in a small town on the southern Oregon coast. The beaches there are beautiful, but given the cold, wet climate, they’re usually only frequented by sight-seers and bored locals. The most popular of the local beaches is Sunset Bay State Park, or, as the locals refer to it, ‘Sunset Beach’.


Lac Wendigo

This story was inspired by our scary experience in Algonquin Park, Canada, where we got stuck on a road called Lac Wendigo.

My family and I were camping up North for some time. But sadly after 6 days we had to leave.
It was early in the morning when we left, about 8:00.


A Haunting Experience

A little background on this story: This happened in March 2007, I was fourteen at the time and lived with my dad and my sister in a small town in Quebec. We had two dogs at the time, a Great Dane named Fergie and a Husky named Cormac.

I encountered this thing a couple of times, and I’ve never told anybody about it before. The first time I saw it I was out walking Fergie and Cormac at about midday. We were walking on a path through a forest, when suddenly, Cormac went behind me and started whimpering, and Fergie started growling and barking at someone, or someting that I couldn’t see. I got the chills and felt uneasy. Now, I’m a strong believer in the supernatural and had heard of encounters similar to these before, and immediately took my cross off from around my neck and brandished it towards the direction in which Fergie whad been growling and told whatever it was to leave. I saw a translucent black shape writhe in what I assume was agony and then disappear.


The Craigslist Creep

So,This was just s few months ago. I had just bought a brand new 2016 Kawasaki Ninja, I love this bike. I wanted a new set of grips for a good price, so  I went to Craigslist. It was absolutely the worst decision ever..

I saw something pop up for some green grips, same color as the bike. I texted the guy who posted the ad and we agreed that I would go to his place for the grips on an upcoming Thursday. When Thursday arrived , I went to his house, on my bike. The only thing I carried, close to a weapon, was my Swiss Army knife.