It’s a warm Georgia night, with a cool breeze, and a clear sky. I was with my sister, for this story we will just call her K. Me and K decided we would go exercising at the track at 10 p.m. due to the fact it was a quiet night. We Packed out gear and headed out, knowing her she’d had some stories to tell on the way. On this night she wouldn’t know we’d have a story of our own.
As we are driving to the track we are having idle chat about things going on in our town. I decided to ask K if she knew anything of skinwalkers, or any myth or legend. K really didn’t know anything of skinwalkers, but to my suprise she knew of wendigos. One thing that did make me uneasy on this ride to the track, is the fact the roads were empty and hardly any lights on. I brushed it off and figured everyone called it an early night in town.
We reach the track a bit earlier then expected, no cars in sight, no lights on at all, but one next to the parking spaces. We did our warm-ups and stretches before doing our 5 laps, but one thing was off, it was dead silent. Again I decided to brush it off due to the fact the track was next to building so no wildlife would be around. As we finished our warm-ups I decided to let k have a head start to let her work at her own pace, I joined in after her. Everything was great, not until the 4th lap.
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My name is Indigo Idony-Moira, a now nineteen year old female living in Britain. At the time of this story.. I was only thirteen.
I had started my second year of highschool, probably half-way through the second-to-last term. I had a nice home, good parents and a brother. It all started when my parents started leaving me and my brother home alone more often, usually going to late night parties, ect. For a long, long, time.
One night, I was in my bedroom. It was way past my bedtime, and I was reading one of my many books I owned. While I was reading, nothing really felt… /wrong/, should I say… nor odd. It was when I put down my book, turned off my nightlight and was about to head off to bed was when things started to get.. strange. First, I heard a gentle knock on my window – even though I had closed my blinds and curtains. I stood up from my bed, walking over and looking through the crack in my curtains and lifted up my blinds, to see nothing. It could’ve been a few scallies ( people who seemed to be a bit sketchy / weird ) messing around or something.
What happened next scratched that idea for me. I heard the faint, distant noises of a horn. You know, the ones that you would squeeze and they would make a noise? Yeah, those kind. I closed my eyes, checking the time – somewhere around eleven. Great.
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Hello my name is Jessica. I’m a 30 year old female and mother of 5. This story takes place in ky. One november night my sons we’re sleeping so my 2 daughters and I decided to watch a movie. So here’s a layout of the house. Its a 3 bedroom house with a basement and a sunroom connected to our kitchen. There is one door you can enter the sunroom through the kitchen then the backdoor is in the sunroom.
So half way through the movie my youngest daughter went into the kitchen for a snack and she saw that the back door was open from the window in the kitchen,which was odd because we never use the back door for anything and it always stays locked. So she yelled for me and I checked the sunroom and found nothing so I just figured one of my sons must’ve fucked with the door and I did not notice it until then. So I shut the door and locked it and that was it for the night.
The next night we put our cats in the sunroom where they like to play. The boys were in their room playing xbox and my oldest daughter was in her room doing homework. My ten year old daughter and I were in the living room also doing homework. When we saw one of our cats walk past the living room doorway and I know for a fact they were in the sunroom so I got up walked into the kitchen and saw that the door was wide open. I checked on my boys who hadn’t left their room same with my daughter so I got a little creeped out at this point but let it go and a couple hours later we all went to bed.
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So a quick back story, I’m a 15 year old girl and I live in Utah, I’ve lived quite a sheltered life with not that many friends. I mainly just hang around with my parents, sounds sad I know but they’re pretty laid back and chill people anyway so I didn’t really mind I’m not exactly the most social person anyway. I did have one friend though and her name is Lucy (she doesn’t want me to use her name so I’m just using a fake name). She wasn’t a Navajo but her grandmother had Navajo backgrounds.
Lucy was always very close to me and she told me everything and I told her everything. Even though we were so close we were so different people! She was an outgoing and ambitious person and hated going out past dark however, I on the other hand was just a shy and reserved person but I loved adventuring the outdoors and camping! Especially at night. One night when we were just having a sleepover at her place like normal, she lived right night to 40 acres of forest and I really wanted to go out on a night adventure there since I just felt this urgant need to go in those forests but Lucy refused to step out of her door past dark, I hated that I just wanted to go have fun. Because of that we were in a pretty bad mood the entire night and we went to sleep at like 11pm.
I remember waking at around 2am and feeling really excited for some reason, I was so eager and I needed to go in those woods, they were almost calling me. Without even thinking I just put on a jacket and shoes then left trying not to wake Lucy. I got to the treelike and it was really dark and spooky and I was starting to have second thought as I had a really bad feeling but I still wanted to go in there so badly. I ignored my fears and walked into the woods and started exploring and minding my own business but still on high alert.
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This isn’t my story, but a trusted friend of mine hasn’t told anyone this, and wants to get it off her chest. Due to her wanting her identity kept secret, I’ll be using her Native American name for her and the friend of hers, rather than the given name. It happened in Spring of 2018, so it’s still fresh in her mind.
In Tombstone, Arizona, Gold Wing (my friend) had just visited the Birdcage Theater with her friend, Calm Stream. As they walked, they kept hearing wind blowing all around them. Since they were just eager to get back home and have lunch, they passed it off as nothing. Calm Stream kept looking around and Gold Wing told him that he should stop, because the fidgeting was really ticking her off. He said “I’m telling you, that wind isn’t natural, now that I think about it. It might be a . . .” he trailed off and Gold Wing said “A what?” Calm Stream just told her not to worry about. Miffed, Gold Wing just continued to walk.
When they were close to being back, Calm Stream felt a really strong wind and a huge “CAW!” But, rather than being a shrill crow, it sounded more like a crash of thunder. He looked up at the same time Gold Wing did, and they both saw something beyond astounding. As they watched, a huge bird flew over them. It looked like the same color as a crow, only scaled up to gargantuan size. Calm Stream and Gold Wing both agree that it was at least 30 feet long, with a 60-foot wingspan. In fact, it actually covered the sun as it flew past. After it was out of sight, neither of them moved for over a minute. Gold Wing said “We need to tell somebody.” Calm Stream refused and said his reputation wasn’t going to be ruined by saying he saw a giant bird. Gold Wing decided not to tell anyone except me about it.
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So for context it was mid summer 2018 when this happened. For the sake of this story i wont tell where i live for privacy. So my cousin was staying the night, at 3 am we were going to Hershey park, so we decided to look for skinwalker. We are both Navajo and Cherokee ( my great grandparents were from different tribes). So we were walking down the alley when i heard something calling my name (I’m using fake names for this story ) “ shane…alex..“ it sounded like my aunt, but she had been gone for about a year now. We stared into the thick forest, alex’s eyes grew as she pointed to this thing like crouching behind a tree. It was a deer, but it was disfigured, and it had like hands where it hooves should’ve been,no tail, and red-ish eyes.
We ran back to the porch and i started whispering Navajo prayers and singing quietly. Alex started sharpening sticks, while i mushed up herbs. I use holly berry and alder berries with a bit of mystery root, I’m saying mystery because i don’t know what plant it is. Just as we thought it was safe, we heard a dog, but like with a robotic/ demonic voice. Or as if a man was going rff or ruff . So a while later we walk into this dry patch.
As we go under a arch i notice a deer skull, earlier in the day this skull wasn’t there. There was also a burnt campfire, and spilt herbs. I swallow and alex gasp loudly. She points to the alley and whispers “ there’s people with like skulls or something on.“ I didn’t belive her until i saw a group of people, i hear the disgusting crack and snap of bones as they pass. We ran back inside and went to bed.
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I live in Oregon, and I love road-trips but after this experience I will never go on a road-trip again. The year is 2014 and I am hanging out with two of my friends.
Connor and Brian. It’s early December so we were all dressed very warm, now before I start this story the place where I live there’s a lot of deer, foxes and other animals that roam around. Nothing that was about to happen to me and my friends was created by a small animal. Now I’m 15 and they say that teenagers aren’t afraid of death, but I sure as hell am.
When we all got in the car with my parents who had to drive us at the time, we were all pretty tired considering that it was 2 o’clock and it was still pitch black outside and we had a long drive ahead of us.
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One summer I think I was 19 or 20, my Dad and I decided to go on a road trip together in my firebird which was the same engine and speed as the trans am the year the car was made ’89. My dad and I share a love of muscle cars and my dad really wanted to get it out on the open road and see what it could do even tho we both had different reasons for going on the trip.
I should say diff destinations as the place we wanted to go.
We were going up to Michigan so my dad could visit with our extended family and in turn to entice me more to go on the trip he made me the deal we could shoot over to Chicago from there where my boyfriend at the time lived.
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One Night we were heading with my family for a quick drive near Dixie Rock I always though it was a nice place to go let your stress go away but that changed after this one night. I was 10 back then so I was normally paranoid of lots of stuff but this was way to much. After we gathered blankets just in case we fall asleep there. My siblings did but I did not after 10 minutes after we are there and driving around it struck me a murderous scream in there it was no other than someone murdering someone else unless the thing was a animal or some sort.
My mom and brother heard the scream through windows that were down but the screams were like a little child screming top of there lunges then after laughing. I think there was 5 people that were there but they left so fast. We are getting out of there until we froze in place well I did I heard footsteps closer than ever but no one was there 10 minutes later I heard it follow us back home.
After my mom puts here car in park in the spot she puts it all the time and shuts it off like normal but the one thing is the backyard I saw it haunt me ever sense I looked in the backyard to see where I take my dogs out at night I always do that but a black face with white eyes peep over I saw it and it saw me we finally went inside that felt like 50 minutes but only 2 minutes. After that I took out the dogs and when I was out there all I could hear was breathing behind me but when I looked nothing was there. Both of the dogs we’re finally done going the bathroom I rushed in the house as fast as I could.
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So over the summer, I ended up moving from the hometown that I spent 10 years in. Something I realized that I had never done, but really wanted to do was go for a night drive. So, I gathered up a few friends- Maddi, Morgan, and Amelia- and went for a drive in my truck.
Now, I lived in a small prison town in Northern California, so the town was easy to navigate and was never busy at night. We drove around for awhile, just exploring. It was all fun until we decided to go up to Inspiration Point.
Inspiration Point is a cute little spot uptown where people can go and look over the town. You could see everything from there, and it was especially pretty at night with all of the lights.
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