This is a short story but it’s 100 percent true. I’m a 15 year old male who lives 2 hours from the wendigo capital of the world, Kenora ontario.
This was a dream that would lead to real events and in my dream me and my father brought home a deer but as soon as we killed it and brought it home to clean it, it had disappeared. All we found were the front hooves covered in blood on the ground.
Skip to a couple months later I went hunting with my dad on our property far from our town. It was about 6 in the morning and freezing, I’ve never been so cold in my life. I was to cold and trying to worry about stay warm, I didn’t realize the Forrest was dead silent which was weird because it’s usually full of sounds of cows mooing. But not a single sound. OK so this is how we were set up me and my dad were in 2 different tree stands about 10 feet apart and we cleared a little trail so we could see the little patch of tall grass where we put crushed seeds and sugar because that’s what drawings in the big bucks.
After 2 hours of no action my dad managed to fall asleep while I sat waiting for anything but I started to hear the very faint sound of leaves get crushed but something that slowly got louder. I could start to see a little bit of movment in the tall grass and when my eyes focused in I saw a huge male whitetail deer eating the seeds I made movement to get my gun in position while my dad was still asleep. I reached in my pocket as quiet as I could to grab a bullet and managed to get it it the chamber without making a sound. As soon as I put the bullet I looked through the barrel at the deer and it was looking at me now I knew I had to make thends shot before it ran but I couldn’t bring myself to pull the trigger. And the most horrifying thing happened next, it stood up on 2 legs. Now that I saw it’s full body I could see it better and it didn’t even look like a deer, more like a man with a deers legs and head but one thing I noticed about its legs that the front legs had hands all bloody and looking like it’s hooves were ripped off. It stared for about 30 seconds and then ran towards me and nd underneath the free stand and out of sight.
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I live in a rural part of eastern Europe so seeing wild animals is my everyday life. But what has happened to me and my friend last full moon has completely shocked me.
We were quite bored so we agreed to meet at night to take a walk around the area. We went to the village next to ours, about 2 kilometers away.
There is an old train station there, it’s a place where we like to hang out. The road passed us quickly, because we talked and joked on the way. After we got there, we spent a few minutes on the station platform and decided to come back because it was getting quite late. As we walked along the tracks, we heard a voice behind us “hey you, there on the platform”, we turned around and saw nothing.
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It’s a story that has happened to me a couple years ago, while hunting.
I live in Canada, on the South Shore of Montreal, but I like to go hiking in the region called “the Laurentides”. The forests are beautiful and there are tons of trails you can follow. But I am an adventurous one and I don’t follow them very often.
One day, in late october, we had snow, which is not uncommon, but still not common enough to make us all a bit surprised. I had the not so brilliant idea to go hunting, so I picked my bow, my hunting knife and my quiver and went into the forest.
After a few hours, I came to a small clearing that I knew quite well, and I decided to stop to drink a bit of water. Then, from the other side of the clearing, I saw the head of a deer. That’s what I thought at firsf, but I realized it was way too tall to be one, so maybe a moose. So silently, I drew an arrow and positioned myself. It was a beautiful animal, white as snow. I had never seen such a pale buck in my whole life and was amazed at the beauty of it.
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Just to clarify, this didn’t happen to me, it happened to my girlfriend a year or two ago. Nevertheless, i always get freaked out whenever im in her woods.
There’s been two incidents, so I’ll try to make them quick. One night she had a few of her friends over – laughing, drinking, having a good time in general.
They did all their little parties in her dad’s garage, which was a few yards away from the house. Beyond the garage was an unkept path that led into the woods behind her house. Across from the garage was an old trampoline that was too ripped to be able to jump on. They decided to head back in when it got dark.
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This happened about a year ago, last summer. Some background. I’m a 21 year old non-native american (100% German bloodline) male and somewhat know about Skinwalkers and Wendigos, mainly from the massive amount of time I spent on 4chan in the past couple years. I live in the hills of the Ohio River Valley. Im an avid coyote hunter and fisherman. What time I am not spending at work, playing video games, or browsing 4chan, I’m in the woods or on the river.
One night after I left work I decided to go fishing at the pond on my friend’s property, to the northeast of my house. I got home, grabbed my rods, tackle box and trusty HK VP9 (because I carry everywhere I go nowadays), and ran to the store and bought some chicken livers for bait. I should also mention that I brought my puppy. A 9 month old German Shepherd/Rottweiler mix that I named Mauser.
As I arrived at my friend’s property and began pulling my truck into the field surrounding the pond, the sun started to set. It was eerily quiet. No noises of nature, or any noise at all other than the engine of my truck running. It made me feel kinda uneasy, but I just pushed it out of my mind.
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For the sake of the story, you can call me Cal. I worked as a police officer for the Atlantic City PD of New Jersey for eighteen years, and when I retired I pulled some strings from my many years on the force and cooperating with New York Police Officials to get a job with the Adirondack Park Rangers. I’d always loved the great outdoors, something I missed from my work in Casino Central at Atlantic City. And what could be more outside the loop than a 6.1 million acres of woods, rivers, lakes and mountains? I was looking forward to it: a quiet bachelor’s retirement, preserving the forest and looking after the nature I loved. But as it would turn out, Nature also holds a lot of terrible secrets.
I arrived at the Adirondack Park in 1995, a year after my retirement, to my designated Park Ranger cabin – we were required to live and work on the reserve. I was driven up from Atlantic City by the guy I was replacing, a fellow who I’ll call Joe. Joe had worked here for over thirty years, and in spite of his greying hair he was still spry and full of life. After a long drive we pulled into the clearing around the cabin. Joe showed me the well from which we drew water, where the power lines were and around the small two-man cabin. As we were sitting on the front stoop; laughing sharing fishing stories and chewing on cigars, Joe suddenly got very quiet. He trained his ice blue eyes on me and asked, “Do you believe in God, Cal?”
My family is Italian and Irish, we’re about as Catholic as they come. My answer was an instant yes. Joe grimaced, grinding the stogie on the wooden railing of the porch. “I don’t know about God myself,” Joe said, staring at the old growth rows of Oak that ringed the clearing, “The devil I’m more sure of. I’ve seen him – he lives in those woods.” I thought Joe was being over dramatic, and I chuckled. But he gave me a look – cold, dark and foreboding, and my laughter extinguished. “You’ll see what I mean soon enough,” He said, disposing his cigar in the garbage inside the cabin. As he came back out with his fedora, he paused and looked at me. “I love these woods – but there are dark things out there you couldn’t begin to imagine.”
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So, I am 17 years old and I live in a very wooded area. My friends and I usually go into the woods near my house because we could smoke and get away from everything. I’ve always had an eerie feeling about these woods though. I’ve felt like something didn’t want us to be there. This one particular night we where all messing around and walking down the usual path.
We noticed these deer following us, but we didnt put much thought to it.
Then we heard a branch snap behind us. We looked being us and saw the same deer but on looked odd. It just didn’t look right. When it noticed that we knew it was there the odd one stood up. That was odd. I didn’t think deer could stand on there hind legs that easily. We didn’t pay much attention though So we kept walking.
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This is a really wierd. But this is the only time I’ve actually beleived in the supernatural.
I’ve alwayse known about crap like this but ive never seen anything crazy. This all happened just a few weeks ago back in December of 2017. I live in town in northern Minnesota, on the city edge, but its still pretty heavily populated. But there is still alot of animals walking around, but this was never like any animal I’ve ever seen in my life.
It was around 7 or 8:00pm. I was sitting home alone with my cat watching a movie, then all of a sudden out of nowhere my cat, which was calmly sitting on my lap sleeping jumped out of my bet and hid under my bed.
I asked her what was wrong but she just sat under my bed looking around my room like a monster was in my room or something.
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This happened when I was 20, I was moving out of my parents house to move into a farm. When I got to the farm, I began setting all of my stuff down. I cleaned up the dirty farmhouse and found some stuff that belonged to the people who used to live here.
Three weeks after settling into the new place, I began hearing random noises at midnight and it kept me up. When I always heard these sounds they annoyed me so I got out my rifle and flashlight. I tried to find out what the noise is but I end up finding scratches around the farmhouse and the trash can on the ground with trash everywhere. I also though it was raccoons.
One day, at midnight I heard the noises again and I busted out my rifle and flashlight, I went around the farmhouse and found nothing, I then looked into the forest and saw some shadow running into it. I ran after it also, thinking that I would finally catch the trouble maker. When I got into the forests I found nothing. I only heard the rustling of leaves and the sounds of animals. I then heard a strange roar from nearby.
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When I was little I always loved the gorgeous scenery of my grandma’s house. Going to her house was the one chance I got to escape my neighborhood.
I loved the large pine trees and beautiful oaks, but looks can be deceiving. After dark is when things take a sinister turn. Just some background information,my grandma lives in a house that is surrounded by thick forest.
I found this weird considering my grandma grew up in florida.
The first event happened to my grandma and it still gives me chills to this day. It was around 1:00 am and my grandma’s parents were asleep. My grandma’s cousin was staying over for a few days.It was late so they just sat around and watched TV. My grandma’s cousin was starting to does of when they heard a noise, scream and yelp all together. It sounded like satan himself was crying out in pain.
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