I grew up in a small town in central Arkansas every deer season around November my family and I would go to our hunting cabin near Mina Arkansas my great- grandpa built the cabin in 1984 it was a nice cabin for the time it's slightly outdated now but it worked fine for my family and friends and I 2 years ago my friends Austin and Cody went with me to the cabin in late October for a preseason hunt called muzzle load hunting we were scouting an area about a mile from the cabin looking for any signs of deer because we were considering putting a stand near the spot after splitting up and wandering around trying to find an area with the best lines of sight for a stand I came across a pile of rocks in the woods after closer inspection I realized it was a grave belonging to a man named ed crane we were not bothered more interested than anything we snapped a couple pics and after finding a decent spot for a stand we headed back to the cabin Cody tried doing some research to find anything out about Ed crane but he didn't come up with a whole lot fast forward 3 weeks we're back at the cabin for the official modern gun season this time it's just Austin and I we were sitting in the cabin discussing where we should go for opening day and I decided I would try out the stand we had previously put up during muszle loading season Austin went about a mile and a half the other direction towards a small Lake off the property to hunt I left the cabin around 4:45 a. m. because I had about a mile and a half walk and wanted plenty of time to walk slow and get to the stand before daylight this isn't a national forest and you cannot drive any Vehicles into the hunting Trails we split up at the end of the road me going left towards the stand and Austin going the opposite direction it was a normal walk for the most part I've been in these Woods since I was 9 years old and a mile walk was nothing out of the ordinary I finished my walk and approached the stand trying to be quiet as to not scare any deer that are betting in the area as the sun slowly started to rise I couldn't help but keep looking over to my right to see the grave we had previously found it was around 30 yard from where I was sitting and it was thinly buried in surrounding brush there was just enough light to make out the mound of rocks through the leaves I saw something move out of the left side corner of my vision this was not frightening at all I'm completely used to seeing movement early in the morning while hunting if anything this was exciting I turned fully to the left but I could not locate what I was looking at there was no movement about that time I heard hey in a almost whisper scream coming from behind me this made me physically jump so hard that I shook the stand I flung my head around backwards but there was nothing there that I could make out after turning on my headlamp and panning my surrounding area for at least 5 to 6 minutes I took out my hand radio while shaking I radioed to Austin asking if he was near me I got no response I continued calling in on the radio while looking back and forth for the next 20 minutes daylight was approaching and after chalking it up to being in my head I finally started to calm down the sun rose up over the trees burning off the thin layer of fog that was covering the woods this is around 7:00 a.
m. now I had almost forgotten about the incident when I heard it again this time hey Caleb he was in the same whisper type scream as before this time it was enough I grabbed my bag and gun so fast I accidentally left the hand radio on the seat beside me in the stand I climbed down the ladder so fast I almost slipped off I hit the ground and speed walked all the way back to the cabin peering over my back every 10 to 20 steps I opened the cabin door and Austin was nowhere to be seen he was still hunting when Austin finally did return to the cabin he was confused he kept asking if that was me screaming into the the radio I explained to him my experience and I explained I never screamed His Radio was clipped to his belt while he was standing in the doorway trying to make sense of what had happened and right as we were talking about it His Radio started making this incoherent screeching sound not a static sound it sounded organic like some kind of animal was making it we listened intently and sat the radio right beside us for the rest of the day it never happened again we came back later that week with our other friend Cody and I looked for my radio in the stand and on the ground around it it was nowhere to be found needless to say we no longer hunt in that spot we don't even hunt anywhere in that direction past the gate it was the weirdest most unexplainable experience of my [Music] life it was a cold December night I was hanging out with a few friends Todd and Tristan we were bored and had nothing to do so one of us came up with the idea of going to the nearby train station platform to take some pictures and goof off the platform isn't far from our houses when we got there we started taking pictures of the Lial space we found ourselves in after hanging out there for a little while it started getting even colder and we were hungry so we started to head to our car the path back takes us on a long foot Bridge across a canal we spent some time on the bridge joking around and taking more pictures the mood could not have been better but the cold was getting to us so we started back on our way again the bridge was not wide enough for the three of us to walk side to side I was walking in front Todd and Tristan behind me we were joking and chatting as we walked Tristan said something funny and I turned still walking and laughing at what he said when I noticed a man walking just feet behind Tristan he looked to be in his late 30s his face was dirty and he was wearing a black and white plaid shirt and ball cap his arms were down at his sides in one hand was a cigarette and in the other was a large kitchen knife clear as day my blood ran cold when I saw it I quickly spun back around pretending I hadn't seen him for some reason I thought that was the best thing to do my figh or flight kicked in and I found myself speed walking to the end of the bridge I hoped that my friends would catch on and match my Pace I glanced back at them to check and thankfully they were right on my tail but the man was too he was now so close that an outsider would have thought he was part of our group he stepped off the bridge and took a path going to the right my friend still having no idea the man was even back there fearing I was about to need to defend myself I held my tripod up like an axe the man seemed to get the memo and took the path to the left we walked a little bit further before I pointed him out to Todd and I gave him a quick rundown of the situation we almost found ourselves in walking backwards we watched the man disappear into the darkness and we hurried back to the car we drove to the nearest gas station where we got food and talked it over the whole situation was just a weird story up until a few days ago when I was checking the pictures I had taken that night this picture shows Todd under a light on the station platform but just beyond the light almost behind a freight car is the silhouette of the man the picture was taken at least 30 minutes before the situation on the bridge meaning he was watching us waiting for us to put the cameras down and turn our backs you hear stories of things like this happening but you never expect it to happen to you I still get chills thinking about how differently it could have [Music] gone my husband was in the military and after we got married we bought a house in a small town in North Carolina despite being considered a military Town it really was not a safe area to be in one night we even heard gunshots down the street from us but anyway because of his job he was gone for training operations often and he also worked nights when he wasn't having to travel this meant I was home alone most of the time at the time of this story I was in College full-time so I was able to fill my days with lots of studying and homework to pass the time he wasn't home one night when I was writing an essay I was laying in bed with our dog Simba and we both heard what sounded like rustling coming from above our heads Simba started barking and growling which is unusual for him he's a pitbull mix and despite people thinking they're scary dogs he is a huge baby and had never acted like this before I thought it was mice so I texted my husband and he agreed he told me he'd call Pest Control the following day so I wouldn't have to worry about laying bait and traps myself 2 Days Later Pest Control came and did what I thought was a thorough inspection of the house there was some evidence of mice and roaches in the Attic So he laid some big baites and also sealed some entry points in our home however over the next week the rustling kept getting worse and worse and was always at nighttime and every time I would hear it Simba would freak out and at one point his hair was literally standing up on his back this started to really freak me out so when I called my husband after this happened he assured me that it was the mice and they were just freaking Simba out later that night just as I was about to fall asleep I thought I heard footsteps from above but since my dog did hear it I thought I was just psyching myself out being home alone so often I did have some anxiety especially at night time because I didn't feel safe without my husband home the next day I slept in pretty late and had woken up with a fever so I wasn't feeling great I got up to let Simba outside the layout of the house was odd you had to go into the garage to open the backyard door and the entrance to the attic was right above it as I was walking to the door I felt like I was going to vomit not because I was sick but because the door had a huge dirty handprints on it and a bunch of smudges from the inside someone had been in there I assumed someone had broken in through the garage in the middle of the night so I took a picture of the door and called the police I texted my husband to tell him what was going on while I waited for the police but unfortunately he couldn't respond until later due to work the police came in just a few minutes since their station was right down the street I showed them the handprints and how I couldn't understand how someone broke in because I would have heard the garage door opening then I realized that maybe the rustling I was hearing wasn't mice and that the footstep I heard was actually a person I told this to the police and they immediately checked the attic it turned out some guy who lived with his family down the street from us was a meth addict and he had been avoiding staying at his family's house and so he had snuck into our garage when I was gone one day and had been living up there for a little over a week somehow Pest Control had missed him because he was hiding behind a bunch of boxes apparently the inspector was not as thorough as I had hoped our ring security system never even picked the guy up on camera entering our home so he must have entered another way thankfully we no longer live in that house or area and despite this happening a few years ago I still get scared being home alone at night for any amount of time I'm just thankful nobody got [Music] hurt the year was 2006 I had moved into a house with my college friend Steven and his friend Heather I worked overnight at a radio station a few times a week to keep my body regulated I kept the same schedule on my nights off which means I was up all night with way too much time on my hands something I like to do super late or past midnight was to stroll through a graveyard near my house I usually brought a camera and the tape recorder to see if I could catch anything strange I did this a few times and did capture a few few photos that showed activity including a strange mass of color near a bench one night driving back home I listened to the playback of the cassette tape in my car of what I had just recorded on the tape I had asked if there was anyone here with us even though I was the only one there a weird exhausted voice replied with a simple no as if to say we were the only ones there when I heard this I had just about driven off the road I had chills and became terrified I know this was the point of what I was trying to do but I guess I didn't know how to react if I had actually caught something when I came home I woke up my roommate to seek some comfort he was less than empathetic and told me not to bring that crap in the house shortly after this incident things got weird one night in my room I was watching videos on my computer when the decorative leaves I had on the wall started swinging back and forth as if they had just been smacked by something another night I had come home after purchasing some things at the store I was in in my room and I had left a plastic bag from the store on the floor as I was lying in bed the bag started making a crackling sound like crumpling a bag with your hands I looked at the bag it was just sitting there it kept making the sound and soon enough started moving and hopping across the floor all by itself I jumped up stood on my bed and called my roommate on the phone who was upstairs I told them to come downstairs to my room ASAP as soon as I got off the phone the bag immediately stopped moving and making noises my roommate thought I was crazy when I told him what happened he took the bag outside and checked for what he thought might have been a mouse or something in the bag but no such thing was found I also had one of my worst recurring nightmares in that room I've had a recurring nightmare since I was a kid where I feel like my eyes are being forced shut into sleep it happens after I wake up or before I fall asleep my teeth always start chattering and I can barely make any audible speech to tell it to go away I have never known what this was the times this has happened to me a few unpleasant things have come along with it one time I felt hands grabbing at me another time I saw horrifying face in the closet One Night in the room I began drifting off into sleep early and in between being awake and being asleep this thing started up again it was very weak at first and I taunted it saying is that the best you can do but it became powerful and hard to fight it felt like 30 full seconds of not being able to get out of this powerful force I couldn't move and I felt like my body was being spun around even though it wasn't finally it stopped I don't know if this is some sort of sleep paralysis or if what was happening in the room had anything to do with it early one morning at 5:00 a. m.
