Tell your 'what the heck was that thing?' scary story

[Sword]

Greeneggsandham, I think that's the scariest one I've read in this whole thread!

 

[kfchickenlady]

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[greeneggsandham]

If you think reading about it was scary try being there first hand. I can close my eyes and still see those two dogs standing where the gate used to be.
I will say that it was so surreal almost like we weren't in the same dimension.
I don't know that I would have the courage today to take a ride down that trail again.

There are alot of paranormal places in RI like the witch's cemetary and the vampire cemetary in I think Coventry/Exeter. My husband years ago before I met him spent the night at Lizzie Borden's house in Fall River or New Bedford, MA. He said there is definately something in that house.

 

[ReikiStar]

Greeneggsandham, I cannot get over you went through that! To have been chased?!! Good lord, so many what if's! What if you weren't able to get on you horse in time? What if somehow you or your friend fell off....ack!! When you guys ran from the dogs it sounds like you did enter another dimension, one where that thing might have altered time to bring you to it. Shivers! Just reading it is bad enough, to have been there...

Not to mention the sight of the dead animals. Somethings you can't unsee.

Are you still in touch with that friend?

I used to spend hours riding in the woods on Long Island, often alone. One thing I always went by...if the horse isn't afraid then it's probably safe. But I did avoid people walking on the trails as a matter of safety and if it got too quiet or things felt "weird"...turn back and never let the horse get too tired that there isn't enough horse to get your butt home in a hurry!

The thing I've learned from this thread....unless you're part of search and rescue, if you smell death...go the other way!!! The story about the thing zigzagging across the field freaked me out too and the smell of something dead was there as well. Not that I have a habit of running head long into that stench!

This thread is so much more fun than the news which is equally horrifying nowadays.

 

[thekid]

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My reading teacher spent the night at lizzie bordens house ( we also spent a month learning about it )

and he said something opened the door and he had a theory the wind AC blew it open, so the next morning he went down and asked the lady and she said they didnt have the AC running. There is something there.

 

[Razadia]

When I finally figure out how to word it, I'll post what happened to me on my last trip to Tennessee. I think I'll also keep yall posted on what happens when I move up there on the 27th. The house I'm moving in to (according to my boyfriend and his best friend) is haunted. We shall see.

 

[tay_boe]

Ok someone PLEASE post another story. After reading 45 pages I have become a little addicted

Oh and Greeneggsandham your story reminds me so much of my summers. Minus the crazy part. But my best friend and I would get up and ride all day. We even had a trail that took 2 hours to ride. Once we ran across some old bricks like where an old shack stood but nothin too spooky. Oh and an abandoned trailer, but I remembered hearing a man was killed back there and I just assumed that was his place so we high tailed it. We sure didn't stick around long enough to see anything

 

[Zinnia-Hen]

I'm gonna have nightmares after reading your story, Greeneggsandham.

I didn't even read it, just heard of it, and I still got the chills...

 

[algopurple]

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omg what a story!

This is THE scariest story I have ever heard in my life and I normally never believe anything I hear like this. Wow!!!

 

[dainerra]

It's MothMan Festival this weekend. Wish I was back home to go.

Living in rural Mason County, in the middle of MothMan country I don't know how many "wth" moments I've had.

In 9th grade, a friend of mine was in a car accident. She was driving her dad's s10 and was thrown out the back glass. We had been super close as kids, but had grown a little apart by 9th grade. I was walking home from the bus (about 1/4 mile) and I looked over and she was walking beside me. I said "What are you doing here?" She told me "I thought I'd just walk with you a while" So we walked on for a bit and then she was gone. I found out when I got to the house that they had unplugged her life support that afternoon.


Growing up, there was a portrait of my grandmother and grandfather that hung in her house. No matter what you did, the photo was crooked - my grandfather's side was higher than my grandmother's. He had died before I was born. It used to drive me crazy and I'd spend FOREVER trying to straighten that picture. My grandmother used to laugh at me; I even tried hanging it in different places in the house. My Grandmother was diagnosed with breast cancer and eventually they sent her home from the hospital because there was nothing else they could do. I stayed with her every weekend. I woke one night to see the lights on in the living room, where she had her hospital bed. I could hear her talking to someone and them answering back. I fell back to sleep and the next morning I asked her who came to visit in the middle of the night. She just smiled and told me "no one" but that my grandfather came sometimes to tell her that things were going to be alright. They would reminisce about old times and talk about what was coming.
About a month after that, my grandmother died. The wake was held at her house, the coffin in the room where I had been sleeping. Coincidentally, the same room where that photo hung. I was standing in front of the coffin and looked up and realized, the photo was straight. The same photo that had been slanted since 1972, when my grandfather died, has hung straight since that day. When I go to my mother's house, sometimes I will slide it so that it's crooked on the wall. As soon as you let go, it rights itself.