Something about being in the woods has always fascinated me.
I found myself on an expedition deep within forest. To be more precise, High peaks wilderness which is an area within the Adirondacks. Brought along a buddy of mine, you can call him “trailmaster” and a friend of mine, call her “nymph”. The trails here are endless. Beautiful mountain ranges filled with mile after mile of dense forest. The true definition of beautiful and dangerous.
After hiking for most of the day, we must have traveled just under 3 1/2 miles. Trailmaster found a good spot for us to settle down for the night. A slight breeze blew from the northeast, as the sun was on the verge of setting. An estimate of 2 ½ of daylight left. Trailmaster set out to gather wood and nymph went to collect water from a nearby creek. I worked on setting up our 3 tents for the night.
All of a sudden, nymph, came running back to camp without the canteens, the sound of her panting followed by her dropping to the dirt on her knees was enough to leave me in awe. Believe me I say I known nymph, and it’s unusual for her to be panting that loud. Nymph? I did my best to calm her down while trying to get answers. “What the matter”? I asked her. Just as trailmaster returned with a bundle of sticks. “What wrong with her”? he asked. This is what nymph told us. She had just arrived at the creek and found a good spot. Just as she was filling, the cliche sound of a twig snapping was heard. The sound wasn’t enough to startle her, but rather the events that followed.
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I was lying in bed and I looked out the window and saw what looked like GLOWING EYES!! They were bobbling around. I grabbed a flashlight and went outside. As I opened the back door, suddenly I heard….
I turned and saw my six-year-old daughter. “Yes?” I said. “What are you doing? “Ummm..I’m….going outside for a walk.”
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I have always been a person that believed in the paranormal and other things such as skin walkers and windigos but I never thought I would incounter such a thing in my life, until one cold and windy day in my little town were nothing ever happened.
So my house is located across a river and this river runs all through our B.C. area it’s fairly large and to cross it there is a little one car bridge, you have to under stands that this bridge is located in the middle of the woods Draper into the forested areas in my little village.
Since my school is across from the bridge I have to cross it every morning to get to school even in the winter seasons because my parents leave to work fairly early every day of the week.
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Eight years ago in mid November Blueberry mountain, Northern Alberta Canada , my Family and I were camping out at my Grandmothers Farm on my mother side Of the family. The place has always given me the creeps since I was a little girl. I could deal with spirits and ghosts but not for what was about to happen.
My grandmother was in her trailer Watching her movies with her cats, and My parents holiday trailer was ten feet Away. My dad was trying to make Dinner, and had asked me and my Brother to retrieve something from the shed by the beaver pond. I thought to myself “ ya no, not without a Flashlight”.
So I grabbed my sweater That had a busted zipper and I had put On my shoes and me and my brother grabbed a flashlight just incase one burnt out. So we walked out passed grandmas house 250 feet to the shed.
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It all started when I was in British Columbia getting ready for the first day of school, along with my brother. Let’s call him Darius. I was honestly excited for my first day of school because I got the opportunity to make new friends, and develop skills that I desired for my upcoming future job.
After a long time of getting ready for school, it was time to go and when we got into the car I heard a noise. It was like a mix between a wolf howl and a crocodile hiss. I instantly looked behind but saw nothing. This was strange because if this thing was on the ground it would have made a sound due to the twigs on the soil.
So I thought it was just my mind playing tricks on me well at least I hope so.
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This isn’t a very long story.
This happened when I was 9, before my little sister was born, I’m native American and believe in all our spirits and creatures. I was visiting my dad on the White Earth reservation in Minnesota. It was during the winter, I love dogs so when I found out there were puppies I stayed out all day sitting with them in my jacket. On one of these days there was a snow storm, it started off very light then after an hour you could only see ten feet in front of you. While I was sitting on my dads porch I hear huffing, I thought it was a bear that lived not to far from my dads house so at first I didn’t think anything of it. Until I looked into the tree’s, I saw a very large figure. I was scared cause I thought it was the bear, the way it moved it didn’t look like a bear but thats what I thought it was until it started jumping away branch to branch. The branch it had been crouching on had broke when it jumped. I knew what it was when it did that, bigfoot. I’m 16 now and I know a lot more, bigfoot is a spirit and maybe once was even a being. They are very docile spirits but if you disrespect them they will get aggressive. The way movies and people describe them, they make it sound like bigfoot is an evil creature. My experience was peaceful in a sort of terrifying way. If a bigfoot is aggressive towards you, very, very carefully leave and think about what you might have done to anger it.
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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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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