By Kiru Lupine
OK, so first off I need to give some background on myself. I am 26 year old male living in the woods of the pacific North West. My home is so rural that we have only had DSL for a few years now. My home is on a mountain and surrounded by thick forest on all sides. The mountain is covered in old logging trails, and quad paths making it easy to hike all over the mountain. In my years living out here I have been out after dark a few times but honestly it never gets any less creepy. After what happened this night, I’m never going to go out after dark if I can help it. Read more “A Knock In The Woods”
By Sage of the Fire
I must confess that this story did not happen to me but, it did indeed happen to my father. In fact this, like many other stories that I have heard, happened before I was born. Read more “Beast in the Broom Sage”
This story is a recount of a traumatic childhood experience. I am now 24 years old, living with two roommates in the south. I experience frequent night terrors and occasional hallucinations. I believe I have controlled my ‘madness’, at least enough to function in society properly. I have told no one in my personal life this story. Read more “The Ice Cream Man”
When I was about the age of 8 or 9 I finally got my own room. For most of my life I had shared a room with my younger brother and we finally got our own rooms when we moved to our new house. Anyone who has been to Arizona in the summer knows how nice it gets at night during that time. Read more “Man Outside my Window”
This incident happened to my little brother when he was only about 6 or 7. He’s 20 now and still tries to find a logical reason for this occurrence and lives in denial of it. My parents, however, recall this incident pretty vividly. Read more “Late Night Visitor”
By Wyatt Hughey
Here is some background, I live in Arizona, and my aunt is Navajo. So one night I was with my grandma in northern Arizona when she herself and my aunt, who is Navajo saw what she called a dogman, but my aunt called it, but my aunt calls it a skinwalker. Read more “Grandma and the Dogman”
By Elissa Iver
I was about 6 or 7 when I moved into my ‘new’ house in Virginia.
I’ve lived in my house for about thirteen years and I’ve been experiencing several different, unusual things here. Most seem more like isolated incidents. Others are still going on to this day. Read more “Cedar Crossing”
This happened when I was 5 or 6, in a small suburban area in Dallas.
My mom had brought me and my older sister home from school and decided to let us run around outside. She sat down on our front porch and watched us, making sure we didn’t run into the street or attack each other. She happened to look down the street just as a man, a few houses down, sat in a lawn chair that was directly facing us. This wasn’t too weird at first, it was a warm day and people sat in their yards all the time, but he was staring right at my sister and I. His appearance didn’t really help ease my mother’s mind either. He was a big man, covered in hair and he had decided to sit out in just cut off jean shorts. Our mother called us in, not wanting to take any chances. Read more “The Owl in The Tree”