This room place in 2016. I was 16 when this happen. I was walking my dog jack. He is a beagle. It was around 7 am. He started to do hid little sniffs and a small bark. Now he does this when he finds something insteading. I let him track this sent. We go up about two to three blocks and I liked up from playing pokemon go and I saw this thing it look like a dog but it was big with horns growing out of the side of its head. So then I ran as fast as I can. But with my pant was wet. Later that week I woke up to taping on the window of my room. My room is in the basement. Our basement is a walk out basement to the backyard. Our back yard is about 1.5 acers. Jack started to batk. So I decided to walk out side with the light on and I saw the creature in the corner of the yard. I started shake and then I snapped out of it and I ran inside amd locked the door. It came back to the window. Then my dog peed on my bed and hid under it. I was under my desk trying to hide from it. I haven’t seen it for three years. Lets hope it wont come back.
Now before I tell you my story keep in mind I’ve not been a very paranoid person , but if you’ve seen me these past few months you’ll say otherwise. I’m no stranger to things creepy. I’m not easily scared, and have never before seen anything like what has been happening in my neighborhood.
My first sighting of this creature was a few months ago at the time I’m writing this. I had just gotten home with my mom from picking up Chinese food. This was during the polar Vortex earlier this year so there was a good 3-4 inches of newly fallen snow.
After dinner I put on my snow pants and boots to get ready to go out on a winter night walk around my neighborhood. Which I love to do. But when I opened the door I stopped and froze as there were large dog prints spaced far apart from each other going across our yard and onto our front porch then leave by crossing our driveway, where the tracks lead to I didn’t find out, and the walk was promptly canceled.
This story happened when I was 10 or so. My grandpa owns a 200 acre property with a cabin up in Granby Colorado that is surrounded by forest, which he allows my family to go to. Me and my sister were sleeping in the second floor of this cabin which there are 2 beds and a window looking over the property and long driveway.
We had just gotten up there after a long drive and all of my family just fell asleep.
I woke up at 1:30 AM to a loud scream howl roar mix. I went to the window to check it out but the sound seemed to far away for me to see what made it, so I brushed it off as nothing. About 30 min later I woke up to the sound of scraping on the roof so I hid underneath my covers. I spent probably about 5 minutes under those covers but it felt like an hour, while I was underneath the covers I heard a thump on the ground.
For context, this happened during the first week of August, 2016, around the same time as the Brazil summer Olympics.
Every kid growing up gets the feeling that they’re being watched in the middle of the night or that there’s a monster under their bed. Their parents would show them that there was nothing there to be afraid of, assure them that monsters didn’t exist, and that would be the end of things. I was one of those kids.
Every night before I went to sleep, I would check under my bed and look inside my closet to make sure nothing was there. After I would determine they were both clear, I would go to sleep. I grew out of that constant fear and dismissed the idea of monsters, but I never thought that fear would one day catch up to me.
It was a bright summer day in West Dover, Vermont. I was on a weekend getaway with two of my closest friends, we’ll call them Jay and Dan. We were all 16 at the time, getting ready to start our Junior year of high school in 3 weeks.
This story happened to me when I was a little kid, around 4-5 years old. When I was this young my family and I lived in Dallas, Texas at the time. I was acting up and being really annoying, as I was really hyper as a child. My parents told me if I didn’t calm down they would send me to the monster in their closet. As I was skeptical at this point not believing them, I continued doing what I was doing. I can’t remember what I was doing but now I wished I listened to them. Being fed up they told me to go to their room, and to keep the light off. I was afraid of the dark at this point (kinda still am) so I sat there on the bed bawling my eyes out. I start to hear a sound coming from their closet, I was wish I could tell you I wasn’t scared. But I was terrified at this point, the door slowly swung open revealing a human shaped figure. It looked like a human but thinner and it looked to be wearing a really old mask like thing. It was grunting and growling at me, moving with inhuman steps. I tried to scream from what I was seeing but no sound left my mouth, I backed up to the window as it got closer hoping it would go over the bed and not block the door so I could run out. Before that thing could get closer to me I started to run as fast as I could, like a cartoon my feet where running in place before I was finally able to move to the door. I flung the door open and ran out crying and I asked who they had helping them in a panicked voice, as I was a skeptic at the time. They looked at me puzzled and had a slight look of panic as their little girl is saying that there was another human in there room. then they chuckled saying that there was on one here but us, I must have looked pale and panicked so they went to go check. There was absolutely nothing there, but there closet light was on. It was a walk-in with the light switch on the wall by the door. I never saw that thing again, but I kept hearing sounds of light pounding on my walls and ceiling. This is as anticlimactic as it is the end of this story.
So this was almost 5 years ago when me and my family went to an old camping ground we used to go to for years and we really didnt have anything wrong with it. There was the odd person here and there but the only thing different was for this trip is we were closer to the woods. We had it situated with 3 tents one for my parents and the 2 were for us, I have 2 brothers one older and the other younger. The third tent was rotated between the 3 of us so one got to sleep alone each night while the other two sleep in the same tent
It was my night to sleep alone and it didnt really effect me much if I was alone or not.
It started to get dark out so we made a campfire and sat around it telling stories and roasting marshmallows by the fire, I think could have been crickets for all I know but we sat there for a hour or so but then it started to rain, and when I mean rain I mean rain, it came down hard and there was a lot of it so we all set off to bed in our tents. I was in there for a while and I could tell everyone was sleeping because my dad was snoring even over the sound of the rain hitting the tents and no phones were on at the time so I knew I was the only one awake.
This is where everything went downhill, I started to hear a tree behind me croak, something that usually happens when theres wind hitting the trees, I obviously rubbed it off because i want thinking so I just left it to it’s own I ended up falling asleep but woke up sometime later to a loud thud, it almost sounded like something hit a tree Then loud scratches. I wake up sometimes to thuds and such so once again I ignored it. I then realised that i needed to piss really bad and how the camp ground works theres a designated bathroom in the middle of the ground but since we were closer to the forest and away from where the RVs are put it was a 5 minute walk to get there. I got my shoes on closed my tent and began my journey. I stepped away from our area and got around half way to the bathroom soaked then I felt a instant feeling of dread, not like something was watching me it was like something was directly behind me I was about to look back but then I heard both a moan and a growl, something that I could never recreate I didnt wait to see what was behind me, all I did was run I headed towards the bathroom because there was no way I was going to try and her payed whatever it was behind me.
Me and my friends were in school one day and we’re siked about summer vacation.My friend Sam had a great idea about going camping with all of our friends. I immediately was worried about the idea as I thought my mom wouldn’t let me go as she was one of those moms who was overprotective to say the least.
Once we asked around after school about who wanted to go we each set out on asking for permission from our parents. I was skeptical about this as like I said my mom isn’t the most reasoning women about these things. But to my surprise she decided to let me go as she saw it as a good way to get me off the computer.
Not all of my friends could go but a few could. Me my friend Sam and Jamie Were all allowed and started to decide where we would go.
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.
I was 16 years old. I lived in North Bend, Washington, which was mainly covered in dense forest. I was going camping with a friend, whose name was Leo. We drove about an hour before we got to the campsite, then unpacked our things.
A burn ban was going on, so we couldn’t start a fire. We just sat outside our tents, admiring the beauty of the vast forest. We were the only ones at the camp, which made the experience even more fun.
That night, I was awoken by the sound of snapping. At first I thought it was my imagination, so I tried going back to sleep. The next morning, I woke up to see that something was different. A large tree, which had been standing tall and sturdy just the day before had been snapped in half. What was worse was the huge amounts of black slime that dropped from the splintered ends of the tree.
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.