this happened in october 2019 my friends and i were in the military at the time stationed in colorado we heard about this haunted road called the riverdale road from one of our friends that was originally from colorado there were several different legends about the road like stories about a ghost jogger tapping on people's windows bloody handprints on road signs native american shape-shifters ghostly hitchhikers the list really goes on the legend that matters for this story however is that of a phantom camaro the legend goes that a guy crashed on the road back in like the
60s or 70s as he was going too fast down the road which has a lot of twists and turns on it and now he haunts the road trying to race people to their death anyway my friend said he'd been there several times but nothing ever happened with it being october and all the rest of my friends and i really wanted to go so that we could maybe experience something spooky so we all went super late on a sunday night like one in the morning so it was technically monday morning i guess anyway there were five
of us to include myself all in one car my friend who was a colorado native said he went to high school with a guy who died on the road and the guy had a cross somewhere along the road so since a couple of the guys had to pee anyway we all pulled over where the cross was so that they could go off to pee somewhere while the rest of us looked at the cross it was extremely dark outside and completely quiet aside from our footsteps in the grass and the words we exchanged we were only
standing outside for a couple minutes tops before literally out of nowhere this car races around the bend of the road and drives past us and the my friends made a joke oh it must be the camaro we all left but as the car completely passed us we saw that the taillights were indeed that of a camaro at that moment all of us scrambled back into the car and by the time we were all inside and beginning to drive away the camaro was right behind us following us car that turned around this is [ __ ]
wild you know it matched the description of the legend perfectly it was an old black camaro with a busted headlight my friend who was driving was freaking out and rightfully so we told her to just drive the speed limit because the legend says if you try to speed then you die so we went the speed limit for the rest of the road with his camaro riding our ass it was so close to us the quote-unquote driver of the camaro even turned off the headlights which was really weird considering how dark it was outside and they
could have easily hit us without being able to see as soon as we reached the end of what was considered riverdale road and were about to turn off of it the camaros stopped and turned around and started back in the other direction now i don't know if the phantom camaro is real or if the legend is based off some crazy person but it was just weird how the car literally came out of nowhere it was so silent outside we would have heard it coming far sooner than when it came around the corner of the road
plus what kind of person would be out on this rural road at one in the morning on a monday night i don't know i personally believe in the paranormal so i think it was a ghost but i try not to push my beliefs onto other people my name is ben this happened back in 2007 up in the high desert in california around this time highway 138 was under long-term construction i lived in a town called felon where everything was spread so far apart it would take 15 to 20 minutes just to get to the nearest
gas station or food joint i went to high school up there and was a senior with a long time girlfriend she lived in wrightwood which was a long drive from my house that meant crossing two highways my mother would work long tiring shifts and would sleep when she got home so asking her was out instead i would hitch a ride on my girlfriend's bus to her house after school usually on fridays since no school the next day getting home was the issue though as it was 15 miles between our houses and i would be walking
i had done the walk so many times i learned secret pathways down the mountain through the desert that would cut my walk by an hour though it usually meant being in the middle of nowhere but the scariest thing to happen to me wasn't necessarily in the lonely desert but in the street i was dumb and lazy and would sometimes hitchhike i usually got picked up by parents of schoolmates who recognize me or something but not often one day i was walking it was around 6 pm i believe as the sun was fading and a man
named charlie pulled up in a big red van he asked if i wanted a ride and i said sure as soon as i got in something was wrong he was twitchy and looked abnormally thin his cheeks were sucked in and looked exhausted but wired he stared at me for what felt like a long time by the time i realized i was uncomfortable the van was already moving down highway 2. he talked a lot mentioning that he had a friend named carlos he talked about carlos a lot and asked questions i couldn't possibly answer like if
i knew him or if i liked his house and if he treats me well i told him i don't know a carlos i realized at this point he wasn't taking me to highway 138. normally when someone picks me up they go down highway 2 to highway 138. it was literally the only route you could take without going through the desert when i asked about it he told me too many cars are held up because of the construction and he knew a quicker route through the desert he actually pulled through the route i usually took on
foot and my heart sank i was about to end up alone in the desert with him he continued to talk about carlos as i searched for something to hold on to i found a small screwdriver in his passenger door compartment and tucked it in my hand he mentioned that i should meet carlos and that he could get me a lot of money i assured him i wasn't interested but it was like he didn't hear me he told me he was going to take me to meet him again i told him i was fine and i
was in high school and didn't need to make money i looked outside and realized i knew the area there were a few houses in this part of the desert just randomly thrown here and there and walked past them before he veered down one that was further away on its own i knew he was going to take me there no matter what i said he drove right through the open gate and parked i heard endless howling of dogs as he pulled up and told me to get out to meet carlos i was scared i could hear
my breathing getting louder i considered attacking him then but i panicked he got out and i saw the full form that was charlie he was tall at least 6'3 and definitely was tripping on something he wobbled like a child trying to stand he went around and opened my door then started to yell the house was a two-story house built well for a desert house that was clean and crisp not the scary run-down places you'd imagine an average height guy came out he was older maybe in his 60s he had white facial hair and a shaved
head he looked at me and didn't look away as he told charlie to go inside and he did carlos asked me what i wanted and i said to go home that he was giving me a ride he stared at me and pointed to the gate and set to leave i did i walked to the gate and as soon as i felt safe i ran i didn't stop as soon as i could i called the police on my prepaid nokia and told them everything i still walked home and sat on my bed i was stunned and
didn't know what to do the police never contacted me after that day i didn't tell my mom or girlfriend i didn't want them giving me grief for it after all of it i still took the bus to see her but i made sure i had a secure ride home after or at least learn the public bus schedules and i never hitchhiked again but i still remember how hard my heart was beating and how scared it was of what could have happened [Music] when i was 12 i had what i believe was the last sleepover of
my life it was at my friend nick's grandma's house she had a very old-fashioned house that looking back at now kind of gives me the creeps thinking about i had been over to it a couple times but never slept over his grandma had a spare bedroom with two twin beds which is why it seemed perfect for a sleepover there was also this park connected to the backyard where we played hide and seek during the day as it got darker out his grandma called us back inside for dinner she made linguini and clam sauce we begged
her to let us go back outside after eating to play flashlight tag in the dark she eventually allowed it since her backyard basically connects to the park with the only barrier being a bunch of trees and no fence the game area ranged from the backyard to a certain point in the park past the trees we started the game with it being my turn as the seeker basically i just had to find nick and aim my flashlight at him and that would be considered catching him i counted down from 30 to give him time to hide
then i left his grandma's house through the back door to begin looking i checked some of the obvious immediate hiding spots like under the tables behind the chairs by the shed it seemed the backyard was clear so far i heard cracks coming from the direction of the trees in the front of the park i shined my light over into the woods revealing someone tall covered from head to toe in what appeared to be a giant sheet as my light lit up the figure they turned to face me i could tell because i could see two
eye holes in a small mouth hole what in the world was i looking at i called out nick's name asking if that was him though i didn't have any idea where he could have gotten that sheet all of a sudden i didn't have too much time to wonder about that though because nick came out of the trees yelling at me to run inside the house whoever was under that sheet wasn't nick we rushed to tell his grandma whose response was to lock all the doors she comforted us telling us we're safe inside however later that
night when the two of us were in the spare bedroom downstairs both in our respective beds laying awake at like midnight just talking we heard a couple thumps coming from upstairs we looked at each other and wondered if that could be his grandma whose bedroom was upstairs after all we figured that's what it probably was forgot about it and eventually fell asleep the next morning nick's grandma knocked on the guest bedroom door and came in it was like eight in the morning and she was asking us which of us opened the window in the other
spare bedroom upstairs and let all the cold air in we said neither of us but she didn't believe us so she had us follow her up to the bedroom she seemed quite angry she pointed at the wide open window still we said neither of us did it then she went to the bed and asked what's this as she picked up a dirty looking crumpled up sheet thrown on the bed she smelted and was taken aback by its apparently horrible smell i said wait and asked her to lay the sheet flat on the bed she did
so and that's when i saw the three holes in the sheet the eye holes and the mouth hole that's when nick and i knew and told her about the person in the trees under the sheet she immediately had us leave the house with her to go next door where she called the police when the police showed up two of them searched the house while my grandma stayed out front with a third police officer there was nobody found inside the house but the method of entry was very easy to figure out whoever it was jumped off
a railing in the backyard onto the awning where they were able to easily open the window and climb in nothing appeared to be stolen or broken thank god i didn't have to stay there another night nor did nick in fact his parents had his grandma stay with them for a few days just in case i think the scariest part would be worrying that whoever it was never left the house and that the police might have overlooked their hiding spot you
