Incounter in a dark swedish forest

Im a 21 year old girl from a small town in sweden and some years ago me and two guy friends from school decided to go into the forest to camp out for a night, this is not the first time we did this. But we had never been to this spot before. Let’s call my friends Phil and Ned. We had chosen to go on the camping trip on a worm and sunny friday in july. We got our parents to drop us of at the entrance to the forest trail that we were going on, Ned had chosen this spot because he had heard his grandfather speak of it before he died not too long ago. There was apparently going to be a camping chak with a fireplace and behind that that was going to be a small lake. We walked for about one hour on a old gravel road surrounded by thick forest, it took much longer to get to the we had anticipated and like a tipicul girl i had of course over packt. Finally we got to the chak, to my surprise it was really nicely kept. It was a small chak with three walls, a roof and a wooden floor. We walked straight down to the small lake and jumped in to cool of after the long and sweaty walk. Phil started a fire and me and Ned carved sticks to grilled some hotdogs on. We stayed by the fire all evening and past around a bottle of vodka that Phil had taken from his parent and we talked about life. The sun started to go down by this time. The talking stopped abruptly by a twig snapping behind me, i froze, not wanting to look behind me. Ned got up and got closer to where the sound had come from, he laughed nervously
Maybe we got a thirsty rabbit on our hands, he sad as he took a sip from the vodka bottle.
he sat back down and we started to relax agen trying to laugh it off. We continued our talking a bit longer until we got too tired, Ned went to go and relieve himself behind some trees by the chak and as I stood up from my place to go to my sleeping bag i heard someone sobbing. Petrified I turned around to look where the sobbing came from and there was a second sob… I screamed and run over to Phil, he was chockt by my reaction because he apperently had not heard the sobbs. Ned came out from the side of the chak and asked what was happening. I explained myself to them the best i could and they got silent to listen to the forest sounds. The sobbing did not come again but now we realised that there was no sounds at all coming from the forest, it was too silent. I was close to freaking out but the boys tried to explain it away to my imagination and the vodka. We did not want to stay awake anymore so we threw the last bit of firewood on the fire and got in to our sleeping bags on the cold chak floor and stayed as close to each other as possible. We all had a hard time falling asleep but eventually we drifted of. I woke up to Phil whispering in my ear.
Wake up, there is a girl by the fire.
I was too tired to understand what he was saying but looked over by the fire anyway, it was dark and the fire had almost burned down to ash and gave the surawnings a faint but reddish glow. But there was a little girls silhouette illuminated by the glow past the fireplace just by the spot i had previously sat. I looked at Ned but he was fast asleep and then i looked at Phil but he just stared at the girl, she had her head in her hands and had a brown dirty dress on, long messy blond hair and looked to be no more than three years old. We lay there for what felt like forever before Phil stood up and looked at me to do the same. I followed his leed and did as he did, now Ned woke up and was just about to say something when Phil signed for him to be silent and he pointed to where the little girl stood. The silence was again broken by sobbing coming from the girl, but she had not moved. A cold chill went threw me as I realised that it was the same sounds I had heard before. I wanted to believe that the little girl was only lost but I just knew in my bones that this was not a normal little girl lost in the woods. Phil walked closer to the girl slowly and tried to talk to her
Hi my name is Phil, don’t be scared. Are you lost?
The little girl stopped the sobbing and we waited for her to respond. She lifted her head up slowly, i expected a horrible deformed looking face to great us but her face was beautiful… until she opened her mouth twice the size it should had been and screamed a horrefing scream. I fell backwards in to the the chak and hit my head on the hard damp floor and i was stunned by the pain and got a splitting headache. When i regained some of my senses I started to really freaking out. But the little girl had disappeared.
What the hell was that, I screamed.
The boys did not answer me but was already stuffing there things in to there backpacks as fast as they could and screaming that we had to get out of here. I tried to do the same but because of the intense pain in my head i was not as fast as them so had to leave some stuff behind, but i did not care as long as we got out of the fast. We started running down the old gravel road that lead out to the parking lot, it was almost pitch dark on the small road only lightened by the faint light coming from our phones. Ned tripped on something and fell to the ground, we stopped and helped him up to his feet again but he had hurt his foot in the fall so had to slow down. We started to calm down thinking that the little girl had not follow ous, but we did not say a word to each other. Phil called his father and begged him to come and pick us up as soon as he could, a bit upset and grumpy by being woken up this late he reluctantly agreed to come. We maybe had ten minutes left to get to the parking lot when I stupidly looked behind us. There the little girl stood, not even five meters behind us with her head in her hands. I started crying and the boys did not have to look behind ous to know she was there because the girl started sobbing again, but louder this time. We tried to go as fast as we could and finley we got to the parking lot but Phils father was not there yet. We were not going to stay there and wait so we kept on walking until Phils father meet us by the road and picked us up. He drove us back to there house and my mother came as soon after Phils father had called her and Neds mother to come and pick us up. I did not speak for a couple of days after this event, my parents was worried but they did not press me to talk. I eventually told them that we had encountered a scary moos that had come into our camp and they believed me. They don’t believe in strange things like ghosts or spirits, but my grandmother do so i went to her and explained what we had encountered in the forest that night. She thought it was a Mylling, it is the spirit of a child that died and was buried without being baptized, usually the mother of the child had given birth out of wedlock or in secret and killed the child soon after. There are apparently a lot of old folktales about Myllings and encounters with them but usually in old houses where the mothers had buried them under the floorboards. I have not been back to that forest and I’m not planning to.

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something was next to me when it happens

I woke up on a chilly, cold breeze that whizzed passed me. I checked if it was the window whether it was open or not. It was closed… I returned to my bed and it happened again. I really thought it was just a normal thing until I saw the silhouette of somebody… or something creeping slowly out of my room. I stood up and ran on the corridor. I told them to “Fuck off or I’ll call the cops” and that’s when I heard about 10 plates came crashing down onto the floor from the kitchen. I slowly went downstairs but nobody was there. I picked all the broken plate parts and threw them in the bin. And that was the end of that night.

The next day I turned my surveillance cameras in all the rooms. – Including my bathroom. Keep in mind, I live alone. There was that same breeze feeling is like someone was blowing onto my neck. I stood up rapidly seeing that… that thing. I’m sure it wasn’t human. I took out my pocket knife but it didn’t seem to faze it. When I got close it got pitch black, as if I was blinded. It was gone. I’m scared to go to sleep now, always fearing it’s next to me.

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When I was 6, my family moved to a little house in the woods of Northern California.
When we first moved in, we loved the place. It was cozy and had a good view of the forest from the master bedroom. Speaking of the master bedroom, it contained our one problem with the house. There was a walk-in closet. Of course, normally there would be no problem with that. But it was the vibe that you got when you walked into it that was terrifying. I swear, as soon as you stepped into that damn closet, a feeling of cold dread would wash over you. That’s a sensation that I haven’t felt since we lived in that house and sincerely hope to never feel again.
We originally shook it off, not even trying to give an explanation to it. But we started to get more paranoid when Marla, the family dog, refused to go near the closet. It started as her just avoiding the closet and leaving the room when my mom or dad opened the closet, but after a month or so, she would refuse to even go in my parents room. We still shook it off. Besides, what could we do? It’s not like we could move again.
After a few months things got…worse. Things moved around in the closet, my mom’s jewelry would appear in the living room when no one touched it. It went on like this until June 6, four months after we moved in. This date is important for more reasons than one, but we’ll get to that.
It was about 11:00pm and my parents were already asleep. I was in their bed because I had a nightmare (i was 6, ok?). There was a huge CRASH from the walk-in closet and the living room at the same time, like something heavy had been thrown down. My parents and I woke up and I was told to stay in bed. My mom walked out into the living room and my dad opened the closet. All of my parent’s clothes had been thrown of the shelves and onto the ground, along with a few boxes they never unpacked. On top of the pile was my dad’s leather jacket with a dirty tire mark stretching across the back. This is when we stopped pretending. Something wasn’t right. My mom came back into the room soon after, saying my uncle’s urn had fallen off the shelf in the living room.
My uncle (my dad’s brother) had been killed in a car crash several years prior to us moving. He had been on his way home when a drunk driver hit his motorcycle. He died on impact. My uncle had given my dad that leather jacket. He died on June 6, at around 11:00pm.

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The Legend Of Zelda: Breath of the Dead

While I was walking around through the land of Hyrule, I noticed that there was a certain area of the game, not like any other area, it was further south-east than Faron Woods. So when I walked to that certain area, I fell through the floor into another area, but I was still falling. What happened in the next few minutes will forever haunt me.

I stopped falling, and I had 1/4 of a heart. But, when I kept on walking, I saw a statue of Link with Shadow Link, not as a statue, and I didn’t want any of it, so I reloaded my last save file.

When I did, the screen said “YOU CAN’T ESCAPE!” So at that point I closed out of the game and burned the game card, it was completely fine, but the game card said “Breath of the Dead” instead of “Breath of the Wild” so I was really freaking out, but something must’ve taken over my body, because I put the game card back in the Switch and started playing, when I hit Load Game, all the save files were named “?̸̩̽e̴͚͊n̶̲̭̉͆o̷̰̪̕͘d̵̛̹̉ ̴͍̅̊ë̵̪́v̴̗̿a̵̭̩̍͝h̵͔̔ ̷̱͉̽͊u̷̗̒́ô̷̠y̵̙͉̆ ̷͖̊t̴̡͇̔a̵̰̠͒h̷̨͒ẅ̷̞͍́ ̷̜̇̑w̵̲͉̆͛ŏ̶̝̞n̶̞̪̈́k̶̖̎͛ ̵͉͕̔̓ũ̸͕̣o̶͎̿͛y̵̞͆ ̴̱̪̾̆o̴̺̕D̷̤́͌” Which I loaded up the most current one.

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The Red Rum

It all started when this new bar opened up, let’s call it Nile’s Bar, but when I went in for the first time, which was 2 weeks after it opened, it wasn’t like any other bar I’ve been to, I felt a sense of uneasiness. I ignored that fact, because I thought that it was just because I wasn’t familiar to it.

A few minutes in, and I find that everyone is just passing out, or at least what I thought it was, but I decided to ask what the bartender had. He said that he had Vodka, Guinness, Red Wine, White Wine, Cocktails, White Rum, and Red Rum. Then he said that they had to up the price on the Red Rum, because everyone was buying it. I said that I would take a shot of Red Rum.

When I received it, it didn’t look like regular Red Rum, it was thicker and more opaque, but I drank it anyways, it tasted horrible, then I felt something slimy go into my mouth. I took it out, then what I found shook me, it was an eyeball.

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The thing at the window

I live in the North East of England, on a farm, miles from the nearest town/city. Usually, it is rather peaceful. The closest I had ever came to danger (before this event) was when a Fox started headbutting my front door. I wanted to let it in, but as soon as it saw me it bared it’s teeth. So I let it continue until it knocked itself out. Afterwards, I contained it and placed it away from my house, I didn’t want my Rottweiler (Remus) to suffer any damage, since he is really protective of me. That was my most dangerous/scariest encounter with an animal, until now…

Two weeks prior to this event, Remus’ behaviour started to become… strange. He usually lays atop of me when I’m in bed; however, he became restless. Every night, he began to patrol the house; never sleeping or stopping at his water bowl. I’d hear him growl every once in a while, but I just assumed it was either a Bird or Hedgehog that he would growling at. My house is quite large, with a lot of windows, except for my bedroom; I didn’t like the idea of someone potentially knowing when I was sleeping.

During the day, I began to notice that there were a lot less creatures about. The farm that I live on stops at the edge of a forest; so creatures like Deers and Badgers tend to come onto my land. I have no problems with this, since they don’t bother my Horses. About one week prior to this event, a Policeman came knocking at my door; a first time experience for me. He asked me if I had noticed anything abnormal, so I told him about the lack of animals; not thinking about Remus’ change in behaviour. After I told him this, he proceeded to tell me that the people who lived closest to me (about four miles away) had reported that all of their sheep had been slaughtered. After I heard this, I immediatey became concerned about my Horses. I thanked him for letting me know. Immediately, I moved the Horses’ stables closer to my house; if I saw anything, I could get out there. There was only one problem… you aren’t allowed guns in England! Meaning that if something were out there, I’d have to face it with either a small hatchet, or my fists. I prayed that I never recieved a visit from the thing that had killed all of those Sheep.

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The Porcelain Doll

It was a sunny fall afternoon in a small town in Maine, when a mother and her daughter were browsing a yard sale of a recently deceased elderly woman. The mother was focused on furniture and kitchenware, while the daughter was looking at the woman’s collection of figurines, dolls, and stuffed animals. Before long the little girl saw an item that appeared to glow. She walked over to it to get a better look.

It was an old looking porcelain doll. She had pale skin, piercing blue eyes, jet black hair, and a dainty baby blue dress. The little girl thought she was beautiful, and carefully picked her up. She walked over to her mother, who was looking at a china set. She asked her mother if she could have the doll, but her mother told her she couldn’t afford it.

Disappointed, the little girl gently put the doll back, but kept staring at it and admiring it until her mother pried her attention away. They continued to the next yard to look at what they had.

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