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“This was years ago, when I was a much younger lass in my twenties. I lived right by a forest that had a bunch of hiking trails through it, and I loved to take my dog for a walk there at night to look at the stars, listen to the river, get wicked baked, etc. You could expect other people there, it was a park after all, but usually it was pretty empty.

So for reference, I was about 100lbs soaking wet and my dog was a 10lb Mini Pin, so not exactly a threat to anyone. I also didn’t have my cell on me because I was dumb. It was about 11pm on a warm Tuesday night and we were just lazing in one of the little alcoves by the riverbank I like to rest at and enjoy the fireflies and whatnot. Then all of a sudden I hear this horrible scream. My dog starts barking like crazy and I freak out, but then I think ‘that was probably a rabbit’ because they scream like creepily human-like. My dog calms down and I go back to stargazing and then the scream happens again but louder. And then twice more.

My dog is growling and trying to hide behind me and then I hear this noise like a TRex is running through the forest - big loud stomps and branches breaking and shit. So now I think a girl is being chased and I feel awful because I don’t have my cell on me. It gets closer and my dog and I just hunker down hoping we can’t be seen from the path and I can see one of the trees above us shake. It felt like that scene from LOTR with the hobbits under the tree roots. The noise and stomping go right past me but I don’t see anything on the path. I stay there for a while, don’t hear anything else and eventually go home. There’s a lot of broken branches on the path and it smelled like wood smoke, but no other clues.

If my dog hadn’t been there being so visibly freaked out, I would assume it was a dream. She would never go down that specific path again either.”
“My family moved around a lot when I was young, so my siblings and I lived in quite a few houses. One particular house was just strange, that’s the only way to describe it. From strange, siren-like noises that our parents never seemed to hear, to all the other unexplained things; I’m not really superstitious, but there was something going on in this house.

I shared a room with my younger sister who was known to sleepwalk from time to time, so I didn’t think much of it when I felt someone sit at the end of my bed: pulling the sheets tight over my feet and making the mattress dip down. Slightly annoyed, I called out to her to get her to move. She sat up from her own bed and the thing at the end of my bed pretty much jumped up.

A few years later, I was out running errands when I got a call from my brother, asking me to come home because something strange had just happened. The house had a bathroom that was set up so you could see the door in the mirror above the sink. My brother was washing his hands when he noticed the door start to creak open slightly. Deciding to have some fun with it, he quickly spun around and said ‘hi!’ Obviosuly not expecting anything to happen. Instead, the door flew open as if it had been pushed, bounced off the edge of the tub, and slammed closed.

At some point I found an odd flat stone while mowing the lawn. It turned out to be a knocked-over gravestone with the name ‘Angie’ on it, she apparently died in the house when she was two. So now we at least have a name for the ghost.”

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