Cadet Encounter

This is a real encounter. I am not making any of this up at all. I’m a junior in high school and I was in our school’s ROTC. During the summer last year, we were doing combat night ops during our land navigation training. Me and my fire team were in the middle of the woods, each one of us with a chem light hooked to our web gear. As we were moving through the woods, we came across a small trail and moved into a column formation, out of the 5 of us i was watching our backs.

As we were marching quietly, i chose to do a 180 degree turn to check behind us. As I turned I thought I saw movement in the brush. I passed the order to halt and we all went into a crouched firing position. As we were mostly juniors, we were using airsoft guns with LED tracer devices on the barrels. Our fire team leader told the team marksmen to utilize his ghillie suit and move onto the hill behind us. We sat there for about twenty minutes for the marksmen to report back, but he didn’t. We naturally thought that he got hit and was “Dead”. All of a sudden we heard our CO calling us back in with the bull horn he loved to use. We headed back thinking if the marksmen heard it then he would make his way back.

We got back to our camp and were right about our squad mate, except when we saw him, he looked horrible. His face was a pale white, like he saw a ghost. Our CO, we’ll call him Cap, was Native American and was always a bit edgy when we did training’s in the woods. We asked the marksman, we’ll call him John, what happened. But when we asked, he looked at us with the blank and unnatural expression I’ve ever seen, he told us that there was something here with us, and that we needed to leave. Of course me and the rest of our platoon didn’t believe him, we thought he was messing with us but I still decided to be a little cautious. Cap told us we should eat then rest up, as I got to my tent that I shared with another guy, I decided to pull out a sugar cookie that I got from the MRE i had eaten two hours before for dinner. About an hour passes and i’m lying in my sleeping bag, my battle buddy is out cold. All of a sudden i hear a low whistle followed by a tearing sound, like when you rip a shirt in half but amplified. One of our guys screams and that wakes everyone up. I ran out of my tent, still in my skivvies and stopped dead in my tracks. something was standing over one of our guy’s tents with a huge chunk of the tents material impaled on one of it’s claws.

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Hunted in my dreams

(Before we start this story i have to say that i’m not the best at spelling so i am sorry for my bad spelling, anyways… let me tell you my story with whatever i seen and still see.)

My name is Fell and i just turned 16 a couple of weeks before, when i was younger i would always play with my brother and our friends on a hill next to my old house that was covered in dead brush and had little trees until you got to the top of the hill. One day i was playing with my friend and he started to tell me about a creature his grandmother had told him about when he was being bad. He said that she would refer to it as a skinwalker and if he was still being bad when he grew up he would be killed by one. It was hard for me to beilive that his sweet grandmother who was only in her sixties, would tell him he would be killed by a strange creature. Me being the eleven year old i was, i simply brushed it off and continued to ignore his remarks about the creature whenever we did something bad like stealing my mother’s cigs.

One day my friend called me late at night before i was about to fall asleep, when i picked up he was breathing hard and sounded like he was hiding. “The thing is real!” suddenly the line cut and i was rolling my eyes thinking he was just messing with me, after awhile i find out he moved because someone had broken into his home but they never found who it was that did. And this is when the strange things began to happen…

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This story, believe it or not, will be true to me. This story begins around late April early May of last year and also mid august of last year. I live in northern Pennsylvania, and everywhere you look, there is nothing but woods that surrounds my town. I lived inntge woods my entire life, and I moved out into the town when I was 17. I’m 18 now, so it’s been a year since I stepped into the woods.
Like I said, this happens in late April early May of this year, when the sighting happened. On one if my days off, I decided to go on a hike in my old woods. I didn’t have a car so I had to have one if my friends drive me out. Once I messaged him, we will call him R for short, he came and picked me up. I had my backpack full of water and snacks, since I planned on being out there for a while. Once R dropped me off, it was 330 pm. I told him if I didn’t message him around 6 or 7, to come looking for me. He agreed, and we went on our,way.
The path I took was a pleasant route, since it leads you start to a water reservoir that expands the length of a few miles. The path itself was about a nile and a half itself, but it was a pleasant walk, and I was happy to be back walking in such a familiar area. Due to the fact I grew up living in that area my entire life, I knew almost every inch of that area, and could tell what something was just by hearing it. Birds were chirping, there was a slight breeze, the sun was shining, it was great.
And that’s, when things went silent. I was about half way down the trail, when everything went silent. At first, I thought it was odd, but I figured that I was walking the animals went quite. But I also noticed that the wind stopped as well. “Strange,” I thought. “The forecast said it was gonna be windy all day.” But, I just chalked it up to the terrain. The way the path is, is that there is a hill covered in thick overgrowth and trees on the right side of the path. And on the left side is an almost a complete drop off to the reservoir. So, like I said, I just assumed why the wind stopped was due to my location.
Then that’s when I saw it. I rounded a bend to see this massive buck in the middle of the path. It wasn’t uncommon to see bucks in this area, but not of this size. Just by looking at this buck, I noticed it was facing away from me, so I’m not sure how I managed to get this close to it. If say I was about a good 10 yards away from me. I then noticed it was a 12 point, and my first thought on that is he was lucky he made it this far without someone snagging him. But then things got weird. I then noticed, he had a long tail. And I mean long. Is say almost German shepord long. Then, it turned it’s face towards me. And I swear to god, this things face was just pure skull. There were no skin or fur on its face at all. Just pure bone. It’s eyes were blood red, almost as if someone poured red paint straight into the sockets.
And that’s when, it smiled. Yes, smiled. It grinned from end to end, and I saw that it had massive teeth that looked like it could easily bring down a fully grown bear. Then, by the grace of god or by pure luck, it walked away. It walked up the hill, through the undergrowth. And o swear, I heard it laughing. It was
near silent, but it sounded like a mix of a heavy weez and a soft laugh. I then took the opportunity to run back to wear i entered. I ran so fast, I thought I was gonna die from lack of oxygen.
Once I got to where I started, I finally caught my breath. I then looked behind me, and I swear, that thing was standing in the woods. And I mean standing, like on two legs like a human. It then got back on all fours, and with the same sinister smile, slowly walked into the woods. I wanted to collapse, but I knew if I stayed any longer, I would risk that thing coming after me. I then started the journey home, since I had to walk back since R had to work on his dad’s truck after he dropped me off. I then looked at my watch, and it was 5 o’clock. At least I got something out of it. But on my way home, all I could think of is what I saw. And only one word came to mind. And that one word, was wendigo.
Once I got home, I let R that I was home. I then messaged my other friend, who we’ll call K, about what happened. We are both big into stuff like the wendigo and skin walker stuff, so he believed me when u told him my story. He asked if I planned on going back. I said not anytime soon, but when I do, I’m bringing one of my machetes.
Fast forward to mid august, and I finally decided to go back. But this time, I had K, his cousin who we will call J, with me as well. They had there own knifes, since none of us were allowed tocarry handguns. So, we get to the location, and we start yo hike. There was a slight frost on the ground, do we could hear anything that was coming. But we made the bad idea of going at night, but lucky for us K had some extra flashlights in the truck.
As we got closer to the spot, we kept hearing noises like footsteps coming from behind us. And when we turned to see what it was, nothing was there. Then, once we looked behind us, a white owl flew past over the top of our heads and landed in the tress overhead. I knew there were owls in this area, but I always thought there just brown and barn owls. If never in my life until that point saw a white owl.
We then decided to go back, since we took the owl as a sign to leave. And once we got closer to the truck, I decided to pull a risky maneuver. There was a small field to our left that people used as a play to sight in their guns for hunting season. It was a typical field with high grass and next to a tree line. I looked at K and J and told them my plan. They tried desperately to change my mind, but the more I thought about it, the more I wanted to do it. So, I told the group to just keep an eye on my flashlight. If it stays normal, I’m fine. If it goes into strobe mode, run for the truck. So, I went into the field, and I felt my friends eyes watching me.
It was going good, until I heard a twig snap. I thought it was the guys following me, and as I turned to confront them, I wish I would have kept walking. There, in the tree line, were those red eyes and evil smile. I couldnt believe what happened next. I swear, i heard this thing say in almost a deep guteral voice, “Please, don’t be afraid. I just want to help.” I then walked as fast as I could, not to alarm the others, looking back to make sure it wasn’t following me. Everytime i looked back, it was still standing there, just silently laughing like it did before. I met up with my friends, and they new something was wrong. They told me my face was pale and my eyes were dialated so badly they thought I was gonna collapse. I told them we have to leave, before it’s to late.
As we got into the truck, I made one finally look into the field, and saw nothing. I still go up there time and time again to visit family, but I refuse to ever step foot, in that part of the woods again.

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This was a School trip I took with about half of my grade through the forests of Algonquin National Park. Algonquin National Park is a huge huge provincial park. You are surrounded by water and trees for the time you’re there, nothing else. The wild life has flourished and everything is secluded from our present society, in other words there’s no signal on your phone, no building, no nothing. I stayed there for a week with two guides and 6 other guys my age.

The first day was great. We got to this camp that my school was hosting, I remember the lake water and trees and the beautiful cabins that we slept in for the night. Nothing to interesting happened that day, we got there and setup for the week. When we woke up we head down to the main lodge for breakfast and then set off for the water.

On our second (full) day there we were canoeing for about 5/6 by my guess, remember I didn’t have a phone or watch for the whole week, just the sun to tell time. By the time we found a nice spot to sleep for the night it was dark. We set up our tents and got ready to make dinner. On my way through the forest looking for twigs and branches I spotted what looked like a wolfish deer mix. It couldn’t see me. I was looking at it while crouching over a broken/fallen over tree. I was a little worried when I realized all the other guys looking for wood went other ways. I was alone looking at this. this whatever it was. I looked back to the direction of this wolfish creature and it was gone. I quickly got up and ran back to the camp site. Twigless, my guides asked me why I didn’t have any wood, I quietly told them that I wanted to help them start the fire instead. They agreed.

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I’d just like to first say that I didn’t find out what this was until I turned 12 and listened to the stories, I was 7 at this time and outback my aunties trailer there is a trail that leads deeper into the mountains.

My uncle let’s call him Jared for privacy reasons decided to take this trail and explore a little bit, about 20-30 minutes into the trail we hear the trees rattle now we are in rural Canada so wind coming through the mountains isn’t rare but something was off about this. We decided to truck on not paying much mind to the wind after a little while longer Jared points out something in the tree line about 10 meters away I turned towards the tree line and saw antlers poking out from behind the tree.

Me being young and ignorant I said as quietly as a 7 year old gets when he’s excited “look a deer!” But my uncle who was only 4 years older than me but still had knowledge of deer he realized that this thing was to tall roughly 8 feet from the ground.

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