dead mans ally and country park water person (2 stories in 1)

when i was younger i went to a boarding school in Hessle a town on the outside of hull east yorkshire. apparently the school was haunted according to some of the staff but i never had a experience there apart from the feeling i’m being watched.

on the night time we went to the hessle foreshore and to get there they was an ally where a single member of staff told us that somebody in the 70s/80s owned a moped and was cheating on his wife and he always went down that ally and according to the story she used fishing wire or cheese wire (it was  few years ago i cannot remember this story accurately) so the fishing wire hit his neck and took his head off.

so one time when we was walking down that ally i heard a moped sound behind us after forgetting the story so as i stopped and went to the side to let the person past but nobody was there on a moped and only i heard it i asked the other kids and members of staff that was with us and they did not hear it, so they took the piss out of me saying i was trying to scare them with the story of dead mans ally.

this is my 2nd story which was near the same area in country park which is usually where we go to play block which is like hide and seek but if u get spotted u have to race the other person to the block post which is where the seeker counts and say block 1 2 3 persons name and the hiders have to get back to the block post without getting caught.

let me get onto the story but it is a short story so sorry before hand. me and a friend was behind a bush i’d say around 10 feet away from a bench which was the block post. me and my friend heard footsteps behind us and it was a friend but near a little pond we say a humanoid creature was walking out of the water they was no features we could see because it was dark and we just shat ourselves and ran to the block post and went in.

here is a picture i drew so u can get an idea of what the 2nd story looked like

 

 

My Encounters

My name is Sam and I have a small collection of stories of what has happened to me throughout my life. I’m from England in the UK and both my Mother and my Father’s side of the family have had encounters with spirits as well as demons.

I live near Cannock chase, which is famous for the black eyed children. However, I have never encountered such things. I have small, minor experiences in that place which has often kept me up at night.

The first thing I can remember what has happened to me was the heavy sense of being watched while walking through the wooded area of the Chase, mostly when I had walks with my friend who I will call Sera for privacy reasons. Now I’ve had this feeling constantly whenever I go for walks in the Chase, but there was one occasion where we were up in the Moore and Sera had stopped walking and facing the opposite direction to me.

I turned back to her when I noticed she had stopped walking along with me, she was staring off at the hilly wooded area of the Chase from where we had come from. I was confused at first, wondering what the hell she was doing but then I walked over and asked what was up. She pointed out a clearing on one of the hills, trying to focus on what was in it.

I began to look in the direction she was, and I noticed the whole of the clearing had a somewhat fuzzy black blob in the middle of it. When I began to focus more at it, I began to notice that it didn’t quite fit the surroundings that it was in. To me, it seemed a clear almost static movement while the area around it was blurry as it would be with the distance we were from the hill in question.

Now I would of just crossed it off as deer resting together as this was around August time last year and deer are very common in Cannock Chase, but something about this weird mass scared me. It didn’t fit, it was like if you copied a picture of someone onto a slightly low quality photo on photoshop without editing it in. I don’t know what that black blob was and I still don’t to this day, but I know for sure that it wasn’t something I’d like to ever see again.

Later that day when me and Sera got the information centre a few miles away from where we saw the mass, I tried to talk to her about it. She simply said she didn’t want to think about it and changed the topic.

Other than that, I’ve had a few things happen to me personally in various locations. In my old house when I was about 8, I couldn’t sleep one night with a horrible feeling of being watched. Now this memory is slightly fuzzy for me as I’ve tried to block it out of my mind countless times, but I can always just remember being on the top bunk of my bunk bed and there was a shadow figure staring right at me at the ladders to my bed. Nothing really happened that night, other than not being able to produce any forms of words or even move.

Now I know this sounds a lot like sleep paralysis, and I do believe it was that myself but there’s just something about this memory that creeps me out to this day, I was never asleep to begin with and it felt like a being was stopping me from sleeping. Nothing like this has ever happened to me since, as about a year later my Nan died and we moved into her old house which is my parents current house, and I’m currently staying here for the winter break before I head back to my house for University.

The last thing I want to talk about is the small things I’ve heard and seen in the house my parents currently live in. Of course, there’s never been anything bad but they are completely paranormal.

It’s all just little things like hearing random noises at night, my dog blankly staring at random places of my room or the living room when me or my parents can’t hear anything else. Then there was one time when I had a day off from school and I had woken up earlier than usual, I began to hear things. At first it was just knocking, some from my neighbour who was at the time doing works to his house and our houses are joined together, but then I heard someone running across the landing which caused me to freak out. No body was home at this time, and my dog was in my room so it couldn’t of been that. I laughed it off and opened my door, no one was there which sent chills down my spine so I quickly turned on the landing light and went back into my room to go back to sleep shortly after.

My Mother has also had an experience here which creeps me out, she didn’t want to tell me this at first in case it scared me but I managed to get her to talk. She said how that night she randomly awoke facing the wall away from my Father to see the face of a young boy, just the face, grin at her before disappearing. She instantly woke my Father up and told him about it before trying to go back to sleep.

That’s all I want to talk about for now as I feel this is quite lengthy already. I wish I had a few more encounters in Cannock Chase as it’s a well-known paranormal hotspot in the UK and a few YouTube channels have covered it before. I just hope nothing worse happens to me in the future, and I’m grateful my own encounters have been small.

The White Van

This takes place in the United Kingdom.

Now before i start i am going to give you a rough idea of where i live.  i live in a cul-de-sac  which is in the shape of a circle. the middle of the circle was grass which my friends and i would play on when we were younger. My house was in the bottom left corner and my two friends who we will call Jess and Noah lived on the opposite side of the circle.

during this long and hot summer their were kidnapping attempts around the area but as young and naive we brushed it off as we lived in such a close neighbourhood with houses surrounding us. we felt safe in our own little world until what happened that day.

The three of us were out playing football (soccer) on the circle. we played happily for about an hour then we noticed a white van come into the cul-de-sac, now we didn’t think much of this as someone who lives here owned a white van. we carried on playing as the van went round the circle. once the van went round once we thought they must of gone the wrong way or something and they were leaving but we were so wrong…

The van went round again and again. By the 4th circle we started to get a bit worried as our parent told us about the attempted abductions. we decided to start walking to my friends house as my parents were at work. Jess’s mum was at home so that was our best bet. as we got off the grass and walking over the road, the van sped up to get to our side. we saw that and ran for the house. as we got to the gate i look around and saw the van stopped close to us as a man and a woman got out.

The woman was holding something behind her back which i couldn’t see as we were running. we got to the house and slammed the door just in time as the couple were at the front gate. i told Jess to go get her mum who was inconveniently in the shower at the time. after Jess went to get her mum i looked at the front door which had a glass panel which had a pattern on it so you could only see the outline of a person if someone was at the door which is exactly what i saw.

the i see the figure bend down and open the letter box. all i could see was a pair of brown eyes. i was frozen as we forgot to lock the door as we were in a panic. the next thing i head was a mans voice saying “is your mummy or daddy home?” I couldn’t reply as i was still in shock. i looked at Noah and said to call 999.

As Noah went to get the house phone as we were to young to have mobile phones i head the letter box slam so i ran to the living room to check out the window and saw the couple running full speed towards their van. then Jess’s mum came down in a dressing gown asking what was going on. i burst into tears telling her that the white van man was going to get us.

by the time she went to look outside all she could see was the back end of the van leaving the circle. The three of us were peeking out the front door to see what was going on and as i looked towards the front gate i saw a length of rope and some duck tape which they must of dropped when they were running to the van. after this Jess’s mum called the police and they came within the hour. they took the rope and duck tape and took statements from the three of us. after this incident we never heard of the white van again. they never caught anyone either. they just vanished.

I still live in the same house now and still close friends with Jess and Noah. we were all scared by this experience and wish to never go through it again.

Welsh Woods Monster

I live in south Wales, in a little village just outside Cardiff. I don’t want to name the place specifically but there is a very popular singer from this particular town. Also anybody who knows wales will know that outside the cities can be quite rural and a mixture of fields, forests and mountains that quickly will merge into old mining villages.

One day I was on my way home from a 11 hour shift, as this happened in winter it had been dark for hours – despite only being 8 o’clock in the evening.

I decided to take a detour as my regular route was blocked due to an accident and it was the worst decision I have ever made…

I decided to go over the mountain that leads to my local village. The road goes up a steep incline that cuts in on itself and continues to go up and up. There are no Street lights but there are road markings that keep you on track. After about 10 minutes I make it to the top of the mountain. There is nothing notably strange at this point until I start to drive the slow incline down towards the deep forest.

Im about 30 seconds in to the drive down when I notice there are no other sounds other than the rattling of my engine and the radio – it was strange because even though I couldn’t hear anything outside of the car it’s like if something told me it wasn’t right.

I don’t know why but I stopped the car in order to listen to the sounds that should be there. The trees were dark and I could barely see past the tree line either side of me. In front my car headlights brightened up the road ahead. I turn my engine off as I found it difficult concentrating on the sounds outside of the car with the engine running.

It was silent, There wasn’t a sound, No cricket noises or birds flapping their wings. There wasnt even the sound of the wind blowing. It was like all sound in that moment was non existent.

Then I heard it ‘HELP!’ Somebody cried through the darkness of the forest. ‘HELP ME’

but the voice was distorted like if someone played it on a record player. It sounded crackly but faded out towards the end of every cry for help.

I jumped out of the car and tried to focus on what I could see past the trees. My heart was racing, I started sweating and breathing so heavily I felt my heart was coming up through my mouth. I was frozen in blind fear.

Then I saw it… it was a man – or so I thought. It was disproportionate with long skinny legs and arms. I saw its bright red eyes appear and disappear as if it was blinking and looking straight at me. It seemed to walk or glide towards me with his arms swinging back and fourth – I don’t know because my head was fuzzy, I felt confused as I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. As it got closer I could see its face and it definitely wasn’t human – it had little notable facial features. Its stopped and open its mouth wide, wider than anything I had ever seen before and it let out the most terrifying scream I had ever heard. It was so loud that it felt like it dug into my very existence and shook me to core.

That was the moment I shook my head and realise what was going on. I instantly jumped in the car and tried to start the engine – my hand was shaking so much I could barely turn the key. After what seemed like a lifetime I managed to put the car into first gear and drive off. I drive down the road and check my mirror and that THING is standing in the road. Not moving, not making a sound. Just standing there.

When I got home I locked all the doors and I cried for hours until I fell asleep. Eventually someone introduced me to scary horror stories where I listened to stories about skin walkers. That’s what I believe I saw – I have had nightmares ever since and I always think that one day I will see that thing again… needless to say I have not gone near that area ever again.