I had a shadow figure follow me when I was out late at night. I'd see it once or twice a week. It was a tall black figure, with no features. I heard it's footsteps and I'd seen it move.
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I live next to a graveyard and someone had killed themselves in it not long before.
I’ve had a couple.
Once when I was babysitting my siblings with my older sister we were watching goosebumps. (Night if the living dummy to be exact.) and all of the sudden al if the toys in our house turned on by themselves. Even one that didn’t have batteries.
So i was a camp counselor right. At a camp in deep east Texas. Translation: dark woods and critters.
My co counselor and i took our cabin of like 10 14 yr olds to the sports field after lights out to tell stories and look at the stars.
Its about an acre big and surrounded by dark woods.
So were in this circle and the kid directly across from me sits straight up and looks at something. He goes "guys theres something out there".
Of course the kids start freaking out and like 7 flash lights come on and point wear this kid was looking. Thats when we saw it
Two yellow eyes about 100 feet behind the group. We saw the eyes first then the pointy ears went up and it turned we saw a tail. This thing was the biggest fucking coyete i had ever seen. Like Rottweiler sized. It just watched us then slowly trotted away.
Then we heard like 3-5 more in the woods on our right.
We decided story time was over
Wow that’s huge. The coyotes we have by our house look like foxes mixed with golden retrievers. So they are small like the fox but colored like a retriever.
Yeah this fucker was huge. I thought it was a dog then it moved. I know its not like a super scary story but it certainly made walking back very interesting.
It surprised me how small coyotes are sometimes. Like I had to chase one down that was ripping open a cat and I thought it was some sort of oversized corgi (It looked too bulky to be a fox) or something. Wasn't until it tried to run away that it became apparent that it was actually a bit taller/longer than that, but still way smaller than I was expecting
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I wonder if the one you encountered was a hybrid
So, yesturday I was driving from my home town to my aunts house about 10 minutes away. It was a two lane highway and it was very busy. Out of nowhere I see a pair of bright ass headlights headed TOWARD MY VEHICLE. I slammed on my brakes as I saw this car pass a truck and they were just a few feet from my car before they re-entered their lane.
I had a ghost scream in my face.
I was a visiting this old jailhouse in my home town I grew up going to this thing almost everyday. It is a tiny museum and I when I say almost everyday I mean it. My Dad was a fireman in the firestation across the street. I would wait in the museum after school while my dad was getting off work.
Also when this happen it was a few yrs since my last visit to it because I moved.
They had a solitary confinement in the back of a hall that was next to where the sheriff's and the deputy's bedroom where.
My whole life it was always full of file cabinets. But that day it was returned to how it originally looked.
A small stool sat in the middle of the small 6x6 room with a solid iron door. The stool had a sign that said don't sit on stool. It was the original stool that was in that room.
See the jail house had 2 levels. The top floor was where all the jail cells and the old gallows is. With the original gallows and rope they used to hang prisoners.
But the steps are really narrow and I was wearing heels so I was in no way going up there.
So I start looking at the stuff on the main floor. Sheriff's office where an ancestor of mine was sheriff and he was the one that got my family cursed. (Another story lol)
So I see my Mom go down the hall with the bedrooms and the solitary confinement room. And I get this chill down my spine. Every single atom in my body said "DO NOT GO DOWN THAT HALL!"
But I just kept telling myself this is crazy I been down it a million times.
So I force myself to go down it.
I stop by each room all is fine stopping to look them over. But the second I am toe to toe to the solitary confinement room which door is wide open. I see a man stand up off the stool. He was there clear as a can be but it was like he was see through like thin smoke.
He was wearing a pale blue shirt with a patch of numbers, dark dirty jeans lose, and dark curly hair.
He was an inch from my face balled up his fist and screamed GET OUT!!
I will never forget the sound of his voice.
I acted as if I couldn't even see him like I was looking right through him. Than casually walked out side. I crossed the street and than ran down the block in heels.
My mom had to find me. I told her what happen and I told her I had to leave because there was no way I was going to tell her IN THE BUILDING WHERE THE GHOST CAN HEAR ME!
It wasn't my only ghost encounter but this one was the scariest.
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I live next to a graveyard and someone had killed themselves in it not long before.
Once when I was babysitting my siblings with my older sister we were watching goosebumps. (Night if the living dummy to be exact.) and all of the sudden al if the toys in our house turned on by themselves. Even one that didn’t have batteries.
My co counselor and i took our cabin of like 10 14 yr olds to the sports field after lights out to tell stories and look at the stars.
Its about an acre big and surrounded by dark woods.
So were in this circle and the kid directly across from me sits straight up and looks at something. He goes "guys theres something out there".
Of course the kids start freaking out and like 7 flash lights come on and point wear this kid was looking. Thats when we saw it
Two yellow eyes about 100 feet behind the group. We saw the eyes first then the pointy ears went up and it turned we saw a tail. This thing was the biggest fucking coyete i had ever seen. Like Rottweiler sized. It just watched us then slowly trotted away.
Then we heard like 3-5 more in the woods on our right.
We decided story time was over
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I wonder if the one you encountered was a hybrid
I was a visiting this old jailhouse in my home town I grew up going to this thing almost everyday. It is a tiny museum and I when I say almost everyday I mean it. My Dad was a fireman in the firestation across the street. I would wait in the museum after school while my dad was getting off work.
Also when this happen it was a few yrs since my last visit to it because I moved.
They had a solitary confinement in the back of a hall that was next to where the sheriff's and the deputy's bedroom where.
My whole life it was always full of file cabinets. But that day it was returned to how it originally looked.
A small stool sat in the middle of the small 6x6 room with a solid iron door. The stool had a sign that said don't sit on stool. It was the original stool that was in that room.
See the jail house had 2 levels. The top floor was where all the jail cells and the old gallows is. With the original gallows and rope they used to hang prisoners.
So I start looking at the stuff on the main floor. Sheriff's office where an ancestor of mine was sheriff and he was the one that got my family cursed. (Another story lol)
So I see my Mom go down the hall with the bedrooms and the solitary confinement room. And I get this chill down my spine. Every single atom in my body said "DO NOT GO DOWN THAT HALL!"
But I just kept telling myself this is crazy I been down it a million times.
So I force myself to go down it.
I stop by each room all is fine stopping to look them over. But the second I am toe to toe to the solitary confinement room which door is wide open. I see a man stand up off the stool. He was there clear as a can be but it was like he was see through like thin smoke.
He was wearing a pale blue shirt with a patch of numbers, dark dirty jeans lose, and dark curly hair.
He was an inch from my face balled up his fist and screamed GET OUT!!
I acted as if I couldn't even see him like I was looking right through him. Than casually walked out side. I crossed the street and than ran down the block in heels.
My mom had to find me. I told her what happen and I told her I had to leave because there was no way I was going to tell her IN THE BUILDING WHERE THE GHOST CAN HEAR ME!
It wasn't my only ghost encounter but this one was the scariest.