Skinwalker in the Redwoods

This happened when I was 12 years old and spending the summer with my aunt Maria, uncle Joseph and two cousins in California. The summer I spent with them was a lot of fun as it was my first time in California and I can say my time spent with them was a lot of fun. I got to bond with my cousins, learned a few songs in Hebrew (Joseph is Jewish and at the time he was teaching my cousins Hebrew to prepare them for their Bar mitzvah), went to universal studios, Lego land, sea world, it was a whole lot of fun. But there was one incident that occurred that I first thought was a bit peculiar, but four years later when I found out what truly happened I could never look at the Redwoods the same way ever again.

Along with the numerous trips to theme parks we also went camping in the Redwood forests with another family Maria and Joseph were good friends with. Now the mother of that family is important to this story so let’s call her Rosa. We stayed at this national park where Rosa’s family rented a cabin, but Joseph wanted us to be closer to nature and rented a tent that was a good 10 minute walk through the forest from the cabin. Which isn’t so bad in the day time when you can admire the awe inspiring, majesty of the hundred foot tall, centuries old, redwood trees, with the sunlight streaming through the branches of the forest canopy, but it’s a whole different story once it’s pitch dark and your trudging through the area trying not to trip on a branch while shining your flashlight around you as you attempt to keep up with the rest of the group.

And so after a day of hiking we were hanging at the cabin as usual, eating dinner, laughing, playing board games, the whole shebang. Of course the time came for me, Maria, Joseph and my two cousins to walk back to our tent in the dark. So we said our goodbyes, grabbed our stuff, turned on our flashlights and began our journey to the tent. That particular day I was more exhausted than usual and as a result I was at the back of our group and lagging behind a bit. I’d say we were about 3 minutes into our walk when I heard a very faint voice behind me say,

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The skinwalker of beaver creek hill.

I know this seems kinda far from the truth, but I want to share this with the rest of you by the way my fingers kinda have a tick so bare with me.

Years ago, when I was 7 I used to live on this hill with my family at a place called “beaver creek” and our house basically had a desert behind it, and a broken down car in it. A few weeks prior me and a cousin who ill name Ben, Ben and i were adventuring and we ended up at the busted down car.

We were checking it out when I noticed these “prints” I say prints like hoof prints in the ground I tell Ben and he shakes it off and says “maybe a deer got up here somehow”. I believe him and we leave, a few days pass by and I couldn’t shake this feeling of being watched and scared constantly.

One day me and my big brother who at the time was ten, were playing outside and he called me over by saying “hey bro come here” and we continued playing, afterwards we went inside to eat and get ready for bed. A few hours later I woke up having that feeling of being watched, so I looked at the window and saw the curtains were open so I got up to close them and open the window.

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the piper road creature

My name is Olivia, and about two years ago I finally escaped the hell that was my old home. I’ve lived on a road called Piper Road for almost six years, and through those years i’ve had many strange encounters and have seen some very disturbing things, but nothing can compare to the creature that stalked me and my friend for years. Piper Road was a quiet road, slightly out in the country, the homes were a good distance apart, but still within walking distance, my friends home was one house down from mine, so we’d often hang out with each other in the woods behind our homes. These woods were about three or four acres, and surrounded by dry vast fields that we’d have to run through to get to the woods. Because we’d go to the woods so often, we had gotten used to the strange growls and occasional footsteps coming from the thick brush beyond the thin trails. Me and my friend, Miranda, had once traveled off the trails once, to explore and hopefully find what was causing all of the strange noises and footsteps, but when we did, we couldn’t move, we had stumbled across an opening in the thick brush, where bodies of deer where piled on top of one another, their bodies were bloodied, and tore, with thick claw marks engraved in each. Limbs were also thrown around the surrounding area, and the same claw marks on the bodies covered the trees. A few moments after we found the bodies of deer we heard cracking and fast uneven footsteps, my friend grabbed my arm and practically dragged me out of the woods as we heard the footsteps fade and sharp growling in the distance. We asked each other about what that thing could’ve been, but nothing seemed to make sense, the only animal bg enough to take down all of those deer, and have claw marks that big would’ve had to been a bear, or a wolf at the least, but we live in michigan, and there are no bears or wolves that come down this far that we know of.

After that, we promised each other never to go off the trails again, and to never go into those woods alone. However, years past and she was in high school and I was in my last year of middle school, so we barely even saw each other, those promises we made were broken as I had decided to go into the woods alone one evening, I remember the time, seven-ten, the sun was floating just above the horizon, so it was still very light out. I had called a few friends as I walked around the woods, talking to them on the phone leisurely without fear, but to this day, I regret being so ignorant. As I ended my last phone call and made my way to the entrance to the woods to leave, I began hearing subtle noises, brush moving, strange hissing noises, but nothing too strange, until I was only about twenty feet from the entrance. I heard footsteps, not of an animal, they were in sync, one after the other, because of this I assumed they were human, so I called out to what I thought was my friend, “Miranda?” I questioned, but the footsteps didn’t stop so I called again, “Miranda is that you? c’mon this isn’t funny.” Then I saw it, only four feet ahead of me, as it began to walk out of the thick brush, it stopped, and I could see it. It was tall, maybe seven feet, but hunched over, with its arms hanging loosely from its sides, it was a strange color, the skin color was faded and had a freakish silver tint to it. As I stared at the beast more I slowly began to realise how inhuman it was, it arms were so long that as I traced them with my eyes I realised they touched the ground and sagged, it was also very thin, however because half of its body was covered by leaves I wasn’t able to see all of its face, what I could see was that its jaw was opened in an inhuman way and  was hanging disturbingly low and wide.

I stood there staring at that monster for what felt like hours, move, move! you have to move! what are you doing!? I mentally screamed at myself but my body wouldn’t listen. Then I saw its head tilt as if it were wondering why I was still standing there. I could feel its eyes piercing me, as it shifted its weight and leaned in my direction. At that moment my heart felt as if it had stopped beating, everything was dead silent, not even the wind blew. I told myself I had to pass that thing if I wanted out of these dammed woods, there was no other way. I took a deep breath and began to walk forward, “It’s fine, it’s just your imagination, it’s not real,” I told myself as I walked directly by it, so close i could hear its breathing. Then I ran for home, never in my life have I ran as fast as I did that night,and as I got to my house the sun was at its very last light, I went to the back room and looked out the window, to see it there, at the edge of the woods, watching me.

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It was a late night when I was sleeping at my grandparent’ house in the middle of the night. I Was sleeping so peacefully until I Heard a tapping on the window.

I pulled my cover over my face and attempted to fall back asleep. After that, the tapping got more violent. I Slowly stretched my torso up to the window that was essentially squished by my bed. I Turned my head to the left, And became terrified at the sight.

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Always Uneasy When I Visit

I was born 22 years ago in a small Colorado town an hour’s drive from both Farmington and Durango, just below Mesa Verde and a few miles from Ute Mountain. This was where I spent the first five years of my life before moving to Oklahoma. We still go back every year around summer for about a week or so to see family.

Now, the town being where it was, there was a heavy Native American population there and a reservation about ten miles away. Mostly Ute but a fair amount of Navajo as well. The culture was and still is very entwined into the town’s architecture and local art.

Now, as for the skinwalkers. As a child, I never learned the word or what it meant. Years later I came to learn that my mother (a white woman who had grown up well away from Native American culture and legend) always shuddered at the mention and hated the topic. She’s one of the ones who doesn’t necessarily believe in such things but she can’t be certain they aren’t real. I myself am a little more certain.

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Not My Father

I was listening to your skin walker stories and I thought you would be interested in another true one.  This happened when I was thirteen. It’s important to know that we don’t have curtains and our windows are almost always open because we don’t have AC.

My dad and uncle have a small farm and during planting season they often work late when they do my little cousins spend the night. On this particular night my mom and aunt went out to help finish up the last of planting and so it was my job to put my little cousins and my sister to bed. My youngest cousin and I slept on the couch under the window and my sister and my other cousin slept on the couch across the room from us. I don’t know how long we had been passed out for and I don’t really know what woke me up but when I did wake up I felt scared.

I could tell my sister and my cousins were sleeping but I could also sense something else watching me. I laid still and tried to keep my breathing slow and even and I didn’t want it to know that I was awake. That’s when I heard a light tapping on the window pane followed by what sounded like my father’s voice.

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My story begins in Colorado. I was 14 years old at the time. My family was taking a trip to visit my grandmother, who lives deep in the country. We were planning to stay over a few nights and enjoy the peace and quiet of the country. I’ve always been more of an in-doorsy person, but I did love taking a nice hike through the woods from time to time.

The highway drive was long and uneventful, but once we finally got there, I was super excited. After all, I had my own room in the beautiful cabin my grandmother lived in, with an amazing view of the lake and forest surrounding the property. I exchanged greetings with her, and, after a few minutes of idle conversation, headed to my room. I pulled out my laptop and began to get setup for a quality gaming session when I first heard the howling.

It sounded like a wolf’s cry, but slower, almost distorted. Like, if you recorded the howl, played it back at half the speed, and lowered the pitch. It was creepy, but, having little to no experience living in the country, I brushed it off, mentally categorizing it as a different animal.

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Late Night Run-In with a Skinwalker

Hi my name is Kate and this happened to me one year ago.

I was going for a walk, it was late and I had nothing else to do. I was about was a mile away from my house, I was walking on a path in a field far from the main road. It was about 2 am, but it wasn’t a problem, as my parents trusted that I would return home.

Anyways, I was walking past a tree line, when I started to hear static, like an old radio, that was the only thing I could compare it to. I was rather frightened by this, but I decided to keep walking, then I heard in a child’s voice, “help”. I stopped short, I looked at the tree line frozen, and debating what to do, I then stuck one foot out to where the voice came from. Again, I heard the voice repeating what it had just said.

This time I felt a bit uneasy, the voice sounded so much similar to the first time it had called out, as if someone just repeated a recording. Also, it had a bit of a static sound to it, I can’t explain it, and I called out “hello?” no answer. My voice was shaky from fear because I didn’t know what to think of the voice, then it spoke again… in my voice, “hello” It sounded just like me, but with the same static noise, it said it again, same exact tone from the first time. I backed up a bit, terrified of what I had just heard, I turned and started walking away in a fast pace, then I heard a branch snap and I stopped.
I looked back and saw a deer, looking at me from the tree line, I was confused by this, “was it the deer?” I thought to myself, and then threw away this idea because of how stupid it sounded. I ignored the deer and started walking again; I walked for not even a minute then I heard a something behind me. I quickly turned to see the same deer standing on the path. Now that it was out in the open and what moonlight there was shown onto the deer, I saw it more clearly now.

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This all happened one day when i went to spend the day with one of my friends. We’ll call him David. David is one of my closest friends and has been for the past 7 or 8 years. We grew up in church together and would always beg our parents to let us go to each others house after our Sunday services. That all changed about a couple of years ago. It was July 1st 2010, David was having a sleepover for his 9th birthday and i was invited. Now, before I start to get into the story, I would like to explain the layout of the property, which will be important further into the story. His house is set on a flat level field and is about a quarter a mile from the nearest house. The backyard is very wide and stretches all the way to a tree line behind the house. They had a swing set for his younger brother set just a few meters away from the tree line.

I arrived at his house about 4 O’clock. The party didn’t start until about 4,30, so i was a bit early. Me and him went outside for a while to shoot is BB Gun until the others arrived. He set up 4 cans on a barrel he got from his fathers tool shed and we just had at it. We were outside about 25 minutes and we saw that the others started arriving, so we thought we would head inside. That night, I woke up about 12:00 and didn’t know what woke me up. I just assumed it was my instinct to get up and use the bathroom, but i didn’t really have to go. I decided to go down stairs and get a drink of water since I was extremely thirsty. I got a glass of water and started to head back upstairs when i noticed the slightest movement outside of the kitchen window. I brushed it off, thinking it was a cat or something and continued to head back up stairs.

When i got back up stairs, I opened the bedroom door and noticed David standing right in front of the bedroom window. I asked him “Is everything alright?”. No response. A bit wierded out, I slowly walked backwards and shut the door. I turned my head to the right down the hallway and I noticed the bathroom light was on. I walked down the hallway and knocked on the door. From the other side, I heard “Yeah?”, it was David!.. I was completely freaked out cause there was no way he could have got from the bedroom to the bathroom in that amount of time i was in the hallway. I asked him, “I thought you were in the bedroom?” he replied “No, I’ve been in here the whole time you were downstairs.”. I explained everything to him once he got out and honestly, I think he was freaked out as much as I was.

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Real Skinwalker Sighting

Ok so first off I live in Utah one of the most overlooked states. But that doesn’t mean it hasn’t had its fair share of monster sightings and paranormal experiences and my writings crap so sorry if its bad.

Ok so my family goes camping every summer for 5 days in Ashley national forest up in the high Uintah’s. So my family arrived at the camp site at around 10:30 p.m. so it was dark if it not for the huge bonfire my family made. Ok so as I was setting up my tent I saw 2 red eyes in the trees so I didn’t really think about it too much because it was late and I was tired but in the morning I went to the spot the eyes were at and I saw deep hoofprints of a deer in the ground but there are deer up here so I ignored it and went to breakfast.

The next 2 night nothing happened but the last night I asked my cousin if she would go to the bathroom with me and she said yes so as she and I were walking to the outhouse we saw a goat on the side of the mountain so we were confused because there’s usually not goats up this high but we just ignored it and went to the bathroom but when we came back from the bathroom there it was again but this time it was facing us with big red eyes just like the ones on the first night but we still ignored it and went to bed.

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