My Experience In Algonquin National Park

To get this story started my name is Ike. This happened just about a week ago.

This was a School trip I took with about half of my grade through the forests of Algonquin National Park. Algonquin National Park is a huge huge provincial park. You are surrounded by water and trees for the time you’re there, nothing else. The wild life has flourished and everything is secluded from our present society, in other words there’s no signal on your phone, no building, no nothing. I stayed there for a week with two guides and 6 other guys my age.

The first day was great. We got to this camp that my school was hosting, I remember the lake water and trees and the beautiful cabins that we slept in for the night. Nothing to interesting happened that day, we got there and setup for the week. When we woke up we head down to the main lodge for breakfast and then set off for the water.

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I’d just like to first say that I didn’t find out what this was until I turned 12 and listened to the stories, I was 7 at this time and outback my aunties trailer there is a trail that leads deeper into the mountains.

My uncle let’s call him Jared for privacy reasons decided to take this trail and explore a little bit, about 20-30 minutes into the trail we hear the trees rattle now we are in rural Canada so wind coming through the mountains isn’t rare but something was off about this. We decided to truck on not paying much mind to the wind after a little while longer Jared points out something in the tree line about 10 meters away I turned towards the tree line and saw antlers poking out from behind the tree.

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The Wendigo that Stalks the Fields

You can just call me velvet. I encountered this when i was about 15 years old, Something i won’t forget until the day i die. It all started at a farmhouse i lived in with my grandparents,

The house was nice, two story, a huge golden wheat field surrounding it, and beyond that was a large forest. There were fenced in areas, to keep animals such as coyotes out which started at the field.

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Oklahoma Plains Wendigo

It was a normal drive home from the oil fields. That is until i saw something that I have never seen before on this road. Keep in mind that the road i was driving on is not used very often.

It was a row of dead deer lined up across the road. something told me that i need to get the hell out of here i started to turn around to get back in my truck and i saw something something inhuman standing right there by my driver side door it had a deer skull as a head my heart was pounding so fast i thought i was going to pass out it let out a scream not just any scream it sounded like a mountain lion mixed with a bear.

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Wendigo at my kitchen window

Let me start this story off, I am a 26 year old female, I live in southern Ohio, let’s get to the subject.

One night I was in the kitchen washing dishes and I heard footsteps, keep in mind there’s woods around my house.Then I looked through the kitchen window and I saw something that sickens me to this day,it was 7 feet tall, it had a deer skull, it had rotting flesh.It waved to me and fucking smiled at me and left.

I don’t know what I saw but I hoped I don’t see it again.

Wendigo in Maine

I have always been an avid outdoorsman and have been hunting in the woods of Maine, with my grandfather, since the age of 10.

In January of 2016 I picked up a Mosin-Nagant 91/30 Rifle at a gunshow. This was the standard service rifle of the Red Army during the second World War. I have always been a history nut and this was my chance to combine my love of hunting with my love of history.

I cleaned it up and got it sighted in and ready for November.

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Skin walker in my dream

This is a short story but it’s 100 percent true. I’m a 15 year old male who lives 2 hours from the wendigo capital of the world, Kenora ontario.

This was a dream that would lead to real events and in my dream me and my father brought home a deer but as soon as we killed it and brought it home to clean it, it had disappeared. All we found were the front hooves covered in blood on the ground.

Skip to a couple months later I went hunting with my dad on our property far from  our town. It was about 6 in the morning and freezing, I’ve never been so cold in my life. I was to cold and trying to worry about stay warm, I didn’t realize the Forrest was dead silent which was weird because it’s usually full of sounds of cows mooing. But not a single sound. OK so this is how we were set up me and my dad were in 2 different tree stands about 10 feet apart and we cleared a little trail so we could see the little patch of tall grass where we put crushed seeds and sugar because that’s what drawings in the big bucks.

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train station horror

I live in a rural part of eastern Europe so seeing wild animals is my everyday life. But what has happened to me and my friend last full moon has completely shocked me.

We were quite bored so we agreed to meet at night to take a walk around the area. We went to the village next to ours, about 2 kilometers away.

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Was it a Wendigo?

It’s a story that has happened to me a couple years ago, while hunting.

I live in Canada, on the South Shore of Montreal, but I like to go hiking in the region called “the Laurentides”. The forests are beautiful and there are tons of trails you can follow. But I am an adventurous one and I don’t follow them very often.

One day, in late october, we had snow, which is not uncommon, but still not common enough to make us all a bit surprised. I had the not so brilliant idea to go hunting, so I picked my bow, my hunting knife and my quiver and went into the forest.

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There’s something in her woods.

Just to clarify, this didn’t happen to me, it happened to my girlfriend a year or two ago. Nevertheless, i always get freaked out whenever im in her woods.

There’s been two incidents, so I’ll try to make them quick. One night she had a few of her friends over – laughing, drinking, having a good time in general.

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