This story takes place in 1993 when I was just 4 years old. Now, I’m not exactly sure if this experience was a reoccurring dream, or my young imagination running wild. Or if it was indeed something more sinister trying to frighten me when I attempted to sleep alone in the dark.
At the time this takes place, I lived with both my parents in a fairly large mobile home trailer. It was brand new and had no dark history or deaths that could have possibly taken place there. I doubt it was haunted, so what I believe happened to me was no more than a series of nightmares triggered by seeing too much ‘Tales From The Crypt” at a young age. However, this experience is still the reason why I have a slight uneasiness when it comes to dark hallways and shadowy corners.
Now before I jump right into the story, let me just say that I’m well aware of how ridiculous and oddly hilarious some of it is. Even though I’m still nervous of the dark, I can easily say I can laugh about some of this now because of it being such a random silly thing for a creepy red eyed creature to ask of a small child. But we’ll get to that shortly.
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These are my three true encounters with what I believe was the Dogman. I live in a small, coastal town in Canada. I was between 16 and 18 for all of these and they took place between 2o10 and 2014. (I apologize now if it’s not spaced correctly. I will try and sort it best I can.)
Encounter 1: This was within the first week or so of September of 2010 and I, like thousands of others, had gone back for yet another new year of school. “Yay”. I didn’t really enjoy school much anymore since someone easily twice my size took it upon himself to bully me damn near daily. (And the school, as one might expect, did nothing.) But, what choice did I have but to return? I had been sent to a nearby shop to get some sandwich supplies to last the week until my parents went shopping that weekend. I didn’t mind it as the shop is less than 15 minutes away and I’d get a soda out of it.
As I walked, I noticed the streets which were usually filled with children and dogs were dead silent. I shrugged, figuring everyone was trying to adjust to the new school year and had gone inside and walked their dogs already and made it into the store, grabbing what I was sent out for and a soda for myself. The woman working that night chatted me up and though I knew her, my anxiety from starting school again made chatting with anybody the last thing I wanted to do. So, I found an excuse to cut it short and left for home.
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This actually happened this year in January. We went this new year to my grandparent´s house to see some relatives and to visit them because we are barely able to normally. They live in a small village with around 300 other People. Most of them are around my Grandparent´s age. Beside a very old playground, there is a small shrine circa 1 kilometer away from the village. To reach it we always have to walk through a forest. I know it sounds kind of like a cliché but it´s quite dark in there even when it´s still daytime.
We arrived around 4 pm, so it was already quite late and we still had to wait for most of our relatives to arrive. My brother, let´s call him Ryun for now, suggest that we should visit the shrine with the children that are already here so that they don’t get too bored because honestly there isn´t really much to do in my grandparent´s house. We asked around if anyone wants to come with us and in the end, we were six people in total.
Ryun, my girlfriend and I were the oldest so we kept an eye on the children who were walking with us. Ryun walked a bit behind the group and my girlfriend and I were walking ahead. The reason why Ryun walked behind us was that in this area are a lot of stray dogs and we wanted to make sure that the kids were safe because the oldest one was our ten-year-old sister and she is only 4 foot 4. If a stray dog would approach them they wouldn´t be able to defend themselves and we would probably too far away. So to prevent any incidents we always walked like this.
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This is a true story my grand parents told me about my great great grand father. Jin are the middle eastern names for demons who lurk in our world, haunting and terrorising the souls who cannot defend themselves from them.
First of all I would like to give you some back ground information about me and my family. I live in Sydney Australia but I originally come from Lebanon in the Middle east, born and raised there. My family has a long history of catholic priests that go back centuries. this story occurs in the south of Lebanon where my family originates. My Great Great grand father was a priest for many years throughout the late 1800’s to the midd 19th century traveling from one village to another to serve at masses and the needs of the local town’s people such as the poor.
he would often stay for many days at a time in each village, so my family being him was a good opportunity to gain quality wisdom and knowledge which was extremely valuable considering the time of history where this occurred. our family always experienced strange supper natural anomalies which were both positive, and at times blood curdalingly frigthning. One year my great, great grand father was traveling a long distance to get from one village too another. It started to get late and his donkey which he was ridding was becoming restless as the blackening darkness began to settle over the land.
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My boyfriend and I headed out to a state park near us. It’s far enough out so there is no noise or light pollution. It gets dead silent out there at times. You have to drive a few mile out of town. Its nothing but desert and farmland. Not a tree in sight until you reach the park. Once you pull in you can choose whether to go left to the nearest park side or turn right and drive out some more pass the bison to the furthest part.
This was before the park turned public so there was no curfew. So you could stay out there as long as you wanted without getting bothered by the police. It’s a really cool park, it actually has trees and ponds.
It’s a quick get away from life pretty much. Its so quiet and the privacy is nice.
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So my story isn’t too long, nor is it terribly excited, but it WAS scary! I can’t remember my exact age, but younger than 13 for sure. We were living in a small apartment, and I shared a room with my younger sister. So all of the lights in the apartment are off, save for the nightlight outside of our bedroom door. My sister had a headboard, and a footboard while I did not.
Our beds were parallel to each other as well. I just so happened to look down at the bottom of my sisters bed. Crawling out from underneath was a massive, black, dog. It appeared to be a Doberman, with pointed ears and glowing yellow eyes. The footboard was maybe about 3 feet high or so, and this thing was only crawling out. It’s was easily past the board. It was like my noticing it made it stop, because I never once saw it move, and it never took its eyes off of me. It was the middle of summer, and I only remember because I hid under my blankets and gods was it hot. I stayed there not daring to look out until I fell asleep.
I’ve told a few friends about this, doubting they’d believe me. I only recently told my mom, who didn’t believe me. For a while I believed it was a hellhound, and I’ve only ever seen the creature once. After hearing another story of someone encountering a shadow dog, I thought maybe that’s what it could be. Either way I really don’t want to see this thing again, whatever it was.