The trap
” I had gathered over one light to fuss at my two young children. A car pulled up beside me and told me that there had been a wreck in the course of the coming slope and traffic was stopped. They suggested that I take a side road that detours the ruin. I thanked them and they left. I decided not to take that road crusade I’m from the country and didn’t just wanted to get lost. As I drove by the “detour” road, I appeared over and understood the couple had stopped and had gone out of their auto. There was nothing but woods all around. It was just getting gloom and that’s all I could see. The next morning as I drove by the same superhighway, I viewed the DEAD END sign precisely past where the couple had come out of their automobile. Still “ve been given” coldness when I drive past it now and it’s been 15 times since it happened !”
Black “cat”
” I was once driving home from my ex boyfriend’s room at around 3 am. As I was going down wall street I ascertained what was like a huge black cat. Something the size of a small colt. As I looked at it, it turned towards me and it had a human face. I freaked out and almost ran off the road. When I looked back it was gone”
Ghost crash
” My daughter were driving from Wichita Falls, TX to Oklahoma City on I-4 4 to catch our airplane residence to PA. It was 4:05 am( I remember because I was afraid we’d miss our flight)& the road was empty.
We were almost out of Lawton city restrictions when we saw an elderly framework car, light off-color or silver-tongued, launching off an embankment, reel 3 or 4 epoches, result over expiration. I could actually assure a human hover through the air.
I plucked over and called 911& presented them the GPS arranges of the overpass. I invited the discharge if I should back down the street and she told me not to because there was an officer less than 2 mins away.
20 mins subsequently, I get a label from the police, inviting exactly where it was. I reiterated the info. The detective said that he was sitting at that orientation& there was nothing there. Not a skid score, busted glass or dropped grass. Nothing at all.
When I got home, I googled it. This what I found out TAGEND
Exactly ten years prior, a group of teenagers were hurrying down a suburban road when they lost restrict, flung over a guide railing& reeled down the ridge. All 6 kids were killed.
They were driving 1986 Oldsmobile. The era of industrial accidents … 4:05 am .”
Wake up
” Driving dwelling from work one nighttime, wearied after acting a doubled shift. I was on the route,& is sleeping behind the rotation. I heard a woman’s singer, very gentle whisper in my hearing,” Wake up .” Just strident enough to wake me up, but not startle me awake. Woke up just in time to avoid conflicting with a assortment of street creation barrels. That was like 20 yrs ago, and I never forgot that utter .”
Hitchhiker
” Hated driving by a graveyard at night on the way residence, because a male haunt would hop-skip in, and sit in the back seat behind me. He searched solid too. I could see him in the rear idea mirror. Never told anyone until my nephew “ve told me” he hated driving past’ that graveyard ‘, because the soul of a humanity would hop in the his car for a trip. He would tell him,” If you ain’t Jesus, get the hell out of my automobile !”.”
Mothman
” I drive a bringing itinerary at night in a 30 hoof box truck through different towns out about 30 miles east of Cleveland.
The area is naturally creepy, 2 footpath asphalt cut through the woodland for miles until you get to the next town, ever foggy as blaze. Anyway, one nighttime I’m driving down 322 west towards chesterland, OH when I see this huge person floating right at me in the moonlight. It was HUGE.
I recognized I was about to reach it windshield rank and ducked down below the hyphen and title as I did it I discover a roaring thud at the breast of the box right above the cab of the Freightliner I’m driving. I hit the brakes and come to a stop and think for a few seconds before I step out about if I should actually get out…but I do it regardless because I had to see what it was.
So, I get out and walk around to the back of the truck and I see it laying at the side of the road about 50 grounds away. I swear, the thing was husband sized but I figured perhaps it was a huge hawk or maybe even an eagle that I had killed. So I start walking up to it speculating it had to be dead. Nope, of a sudden the thing buns over, stands up on 2 legs, jumps and tent-flies off.
It made a affect at likely 45 mph straight to an aluminum carton and it lived. When it stood up, I swear it was gentleman influenced and at least 5 ” 8, certainly no fowl. I don’t know what it was.
When it ran off I got scared and ran back to the truck and continued the 4-5 miles into chesterland. I stop at the gasoline station and get out, “ve been looking for” at the breast of the box and there are wing reproduces 6 feet across in the soil/ grunge … and not like feathery fledgling shaped…bat shaped. If I could describe the glances of it, the closet happen I can come up with is it looked like the villain from Jeepers creepers or maybe the mothman. I’m not making any of this up, it still freaks me out each time I go down that superhighway. True fib .”
Ghost man
” Coming dwelling from a night shift, driving down a back road I’d traveled( literally) thousands of eras. On one surface of the road, there is a six paw droop on to civilize tracks; the other side scampers vertically up a hillside approx 25 miles- no sentry rails. In my headlights, I insured a young man garmented in a white-hot shirt and dark breathes abruptly dart out into the road from the hill place, stop in the middle of the road to be addressed by my truck and then sprint to the other side and down over the embankment. I thumped on my cracks, went out with the flashlight from under my set and ran to the the track side contemplation he HAD to be hurt. Good-for-nothing. Utterly quiet except the clang of my truck locomotive. I got home( which took all of about 5 minutes in my mind, since I was shaking so difficult) and said something to my Dad. He grinned from ear-to-ear and told me it was probably “so and so” who was killed on that street when my Dad was in high school.” White T-shirt and Jeans was what he was wearing. Whoever hit him ditched his figure on the racetracks and left. Sheriff concluded him the next morning. He does that every once in a while to parties driving that street alone late at night. Scared the crap outta you, didn’t he ?” I laughed and gestured .”
Spook road
” As a boy I was preoccupied with” unnerve road” where a auto full of kids gate-crashed and succumbed, they still had the hasten of the car still at the site. The arteries reasonably long, and we therefore driving at night about 30 mph, some how we made a 15 min drive and was also able to listening to an entire book. It was weird as though age didn’t move right. Still mystified at 32 years old .”
The parties in the woods
” I was driving very slow down a presumably recurred artery where your presumed turn your lights on and off for the purposes of the connection and you are able discover the girl hanging that hung herself there, when I went to do this a cluster of random parties came out of the woods and started slamming on my automobile .”
Get back in your gondola and go
” A few years ago I was leaving my BFs house late at night. I had to stop to get gas before the ram home so I plucked into the firstly open gas station I accompanied. I started stepping into the store when out of nowhere a human guides up on me and howls get back in your vehicle and exit !! Something in his panicked expression told me he wasn’t messing around and I got the hell out of there quickly !! The next day we found out the gas station was robbed and the attendant was badly hurt !! I had to call the PD to tell them about the chap and to this day I don’t know if he was a good Samaritan or the robber !”
Fog
” I was driving residence from labor about 2 am, it was a beautiful night so I decided to take a roadway residence that was more in their respective countries instead of through township. I had to cross an aged connect that had been there maybe 80 -1 00 times. There’s no mansions or lighters except my foreman daylights. Only as my front tires reached the connection a cherry-red haze flattens in across it. The whisker stood up on the back of my neck and I got across that aqueduct as fast as possible. After I got across I ogled in my mirror and the haze is run but it looked like someone was standing in the middle of the connection. I mentioned it to my mothers the next morning and my dad said he’d ever heard stories about that connect and presumably a young lady hung herself from it .”
Werewolf
” Used to work on Sanibel Island in FL.
I was driving in the different regions of the causeway on my channel residence from use around midnight.
Went to accelerate because I was over the aqueducts and a huge, dog-like animal strolled in front of my vehicle. It appeared ragged. It was as tall as the scarf of my car. Genuinely furry with fang like teeth hanging out the sides of it’s lip. It looked at me like I was in the direction then kinda sauntered off toward the beach. Intimidated the hell out of me !”
Aliens
” My mama and I had a light-footed following us for 20 miles. Not apache helicopters or airliner. It would move side to side and then front to back. The radio used to go and then it was gone .”
The man in the middle of nowhere
” Had to urinate very bad, about midnight, gathered onto a soil artery out in BFE, turned headlights off did my business got back in gondola turned on headlights and envisioned a worker about 20 feet in front of the car path towards me…kinda shook me up a bit, backed up and got the heck outta there .”
Struck by lightning
” I was driving residence from work in a torrential cloudburst. Simply target distance : five miles from dwelling and I felt a tingling whiz on the back of my neck and the hair on my head start to rise.
Realizing static blame, I braced myself for the inevitable. Lightning struck my vehicle, with an intense dazzling glowing and inducing an instantaneous ringing in my ears.
The dim light-coloreds on my smash brightened brighter than a spotlight due to the rapid electrical flood, the radio shorted out, and out blew out the actuators in the rear windows stimulating the windows to retreat into the doors.
By the time I got home and drew into the garage there was 3 inches of standing liquid in my back seat. Car guided fine after. Tire did a great job flooring it .”
Followed
” A truck on a dark road with no brightness following me. I had just left occupation 3 a.m. In the morning. I was the only gondola on the road. All I could think of was the movie Jeepers Creepers .”
The parties at the cemetery
” I live in a small town in south Texas, when I was 19, a boyfriend of quarry, myself and two other friends were driving down an old backroad towards a cemetery that hadn’t been used since the 1800 s. It was about 3 am and we pulled up into the cemetery merely to see off in the distance four grey hooded chassis circling a life-and-death in the distance, we didn’t stay long enough to investigate. We turned around and left real quick .”
