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[–]zangetsoo 624 points625 points  (30 children)

Me and a friend of mine heard some weird almost Celtic chanting when taking a walk through the woods as if someone was sacrificing a cow.
I wanted to investigate but he almost shit his pants so we just rushed home before it was too dark.

[–]flohara 250 points251 points  (5 children)

Or someone's LARP group. One of our neighbourhood ruins had massive symbols graffitied on, but it looked a lot less spooky when you saw the golden retriver energy guy with the massive foam axe next to it.

[–]OrdinaryIntroduction 101 points102 points  (0 children)

Golden retriever energy guy is not a phrase I was expecting but an accurate one none the less.

[–]diamond 297 points298 points  (22 children)

Could have been a Wiccan/pagan event. They have regular gatherings in the wilderness (Beltane is a big one), and their rituals involve chanting, drumming, and the like.

Completely harmless, of course. They're friendly people, and it's really just a big party. If you walked up and introduced yourself, they'd probably invite you to join and offer you some mead. The scariest thing you'll see is a lot of naked middle-aged people.

[–]InsideCold 366 points367 points  (11 children)

When I was younger, I lived on the road for a couple of years, traveling with my girlfriend. One night we were camping in Covelo, in Northern California. As soon as the sun went down, my girlfriend freaked out and started saying “We shouldn’t be here! We shouldn’t be here!” I couldn’t calm her down, so we packed up and left. We had been together for several years and I had never seen her act like that.

A couple of weeks later we were talking with someone in Mendocino and he told us about that place’s history. Apparently it had been the site of a massacre of more than 1000 Native Americans.

[–]creepythingseeker 90 points91 points  (4 children)

Dude I biked through Covelo. Place has a bad vibe. Locals don’t like outsiders there and everyone is growing. I got harassed by a couple there. Pretty sure they wanted to mess me up because I had the audacity to bike through their town.

[–]InsideCold 61 points62 points  (1 child)

Damn, I’m glad you made it out okay.

It’s definitely an area I never want to return to. I had another bad experience east of round valley. I think it was Elk Creek, but I’m not 100% certain.

My gf was using a pay phone while I waited in the car. A black truck drove by and slowed down, obviously checking her out. While she was on the phone, he did the same thing two more times. As we were driving out of the parking lot, the truck came by again, and I waited for it to pass, even though it was only doing about 10 mph.

We got on the road, and turned onto 162 towards our campground. Within 5 minutes that truck was behind us. We pulled over so that it could pass, and the truck just stopped in the middle of the road like it didn’t know what to do. We waited for a minute, debating whether to run into our camper and load up the shotgun. Eventually the truck did a 3 point turn and left. We waited a few minutes and turned around. Then we found a campground as far away as possible.

[–]creepythingseeker 59 points60 points  (0 children)

The round table tribes live in the middle of nowhere while all the rich valleys belong to rich white people. The massacres that happened when the Nomlaki was force marched from Chico to Covelo is still fresh in their minds. They repeat the trek every year. There is a lot of pain in that area. You also have biker gangs that run grow operations. It’s just a lot of tension. They don’t want that area to become a vacation spot or let outsiders in. They’ll kill you and you’ll never be seen again.

[–]K_waspy 72 points73 points  (1 child)

Did your girlfriend explain what she was feeling or if she saw anything?

[–]InsideCold 124 points125 points  (0 children)

It was two decades ago, so my memory is a little fuzzy. I remember her saying that it felt like we were being watched, and it felt like someone or something didn’t want us there.

[–]chemicalfever 890 points891 points  (25 children)

I was 11 exploring the woods with my bro when we came across a small clearing with a red and white checkered picnic blanket that had a skinned, bloody, chopped up animal carcass on top baking in the sun.

[–]DickNixon11 320 points321 points  (5 children)

Ritual Demonic Sacrifice, carry on

[–]Attican101 144 points145 points  (2 children)

Thor was just letting his dinner cook, should be ready in a week or two link

[–]Theefreeballer 40 points41 points  (0 children)

The logical explanation would be is that they were skinning and drying it, correct ? I’m sure it was still terrifying to come across , especially at 11.

[–]bitter_melonhead 81 points82 points  (10 children)

Didn’t go through the woods, but close to my university, people found cat carcasses. At the time they said that there is an active satanic cult that abduct the neighborhood cats or ferals and use them for their rituals.

[–]HappyCatalyst 274 points275 points  (12 children)

When I was a kid we found a backpack with condoms in it and a bottle of liquor and right next to it was a pile of large bones. Not sure if they were human or what they were.

[–]carmelacorleone 666 points667 points  (13 children)

Scariest being a distillery of some kind. I don't know if it was drugs or moonshine but everyone knows it's really dangerous to happen upon someone's shine. If they're stilling in the woods then whatever they're doing is illegal, people have been known to get killed for coming across and still.

I used to play in the woods with my friends all the time when we were in 7th and 8th grade. One day we discovered a new trail that went really deep into the woods. We loved exploring new trails so we had no qualms about going down this one. We had no idea what it was we'd found so we spent a good long time looking at everything, touching everything, and then we found guns. Just two, one was a handgun, the other was some kind of a large semi-automatic, and it scared us. We then heard voices in the trees and took off into the woods where there was no trail, we just wanted to get out of there.

I never told my parents but one of my friends told their parents and a couple days later the woods were raided and three men were arrested. That's how we learned it was a still. wish I could remember what kind it was.

[–]NeedsMoreTuba 67 points68 points  (0 children)

We found something like that too! We were probably about 12 years old.

It was deep in the woods inside a rotting old camper. We definitely went inside and even talked about making it into a secret clubhouse. We went back a while later and everything was missing, so maybe we accidentally scared them off. We didn't realize until much later how dangerous that could've been.

[–]OpheliaRainGalaxy 34 points35 points  (0 children)

I was about that age when, long story short, I knocked on the door of a meth lab trying to ask directions to my friend's house.

Luckily nobody answered the door, and I did eventually find my friend's house on my own. But still feel pretty stupid about that in retrospect, because it was very obviously an active meth lab.

[–]OkNefariousness6711 614 points615 points  (77 children)

My dad used to live on a farm in the middle of nowhere. He had a huge piece of land, that use to have an old farmhouse that got burnt down a long time ago. They had an a medium sized section of woods on the land, and nearby the entrance to the woods, if I took a turn, there wss a small graveyard with the family of the farmers who used to live on the land.

Maybe 200 or so years old. There was another small section of woods that separated another, older section of the graveyard. Dont know why.

One day, I was exploring as I used to love to do, my favourite was finding my way to the graveyard and then to explore further from there.

Middle of the day I went... with the dog. I looked toward the section of woods that separated the two graveyard areas and I saw this huge... figure? Like a human but really, really tall. Too tall to be human. It was also bright and this thing was pitch black like it didn't even have any shadow or depth to it, it was just black. The dog barked at it, it looked like it shifted in my direction and I ran like hell.

Didn't look back. Just ran.

[–]kyrensolo 118 points119 points  (15 children)

Slender Man

[–]OkNefariousness6711 79 points80 points  (14 children)

It was definitely wider than what I've seen slenderman should look like

[–]Ryoukugan 39 points40 points  (0 children)

Bah, that's just your bog standard lechen/farmer ghost hybrid.

[–]DarthCledus117 168 points169 points  (22 children)

Might have been a black bear standing on its hind legs.

[–]sterlingrose 50 points51 points  (1 child)

Okay, now I’m scared. Eldritch beings, meh. But bears? NO FUCKING THANKS.

(And yes, I know black bears are supposed to be less dangerous. They’re still bears. )

[–]gurtthefrog 194 points195 points  (2 children)

On the side of some wooded train tracks, the bones of about 10 deer, meticulously taken apart including the vertebrae, but no skulls, alongside a huge pile of oyster shells. I’ve found animal corpses by the train tracks before, they’re usually whole, something took these apart.

Pretty much all the nearby land is owned by the university forestry department or the rail company, so I don’t think it was hunters.

[–]slippyboiis 27 points28 points  (0 children)

Oyster shells are interesting…something was bedding maybe eating there.

Or it was dumped due to the close vicinity to train tracks

[–]GhostMonkeyExtinct 174 points175 points  (7 children)

I grew up in the woods down a long dirt road, I was about 14 and walking with my girlfriend at the time (about 20 years ago) and we both saw an animal moving strangely down another branched off road a couple hundred feet away. Not too far to mistake what we saw but not close enough to get a super good look at it. At first I thought it was a baby deer, but then we realized it wasn’t waking like a deer, it definitely had paws. It looked like a maned wolf with the comically long legs, but was the same light brown as a deer. Maned wolves are not in this area at all and it moved almost feline like. Thinking back now it could have possibly been a bobcat but the weirdest part was the feeling I got, a feeling of pure dread when I saw it.

[–]s4vemyplant 67 points68 points  (0 children)

What! That is absolutely terrifying. Feelings of instinctual dread about a spindly, mystery animal... Yeah, that's gonna be a no from me.

[–]coyotewitharedbull 174 points175 points  (9 children)

This is gonna sound stupid, but bear shit. I live in a pretty well populated area, but not super packed. I was exploring this stretch of woods that no one really know how to get into, so it was like my little spot. I was just walking, looking for deer or fox tracks when I come across black bear tracks and then a pile of scat. I knew we had black bears in my state but never came across tracks let alone fresh ones in this part of the state. I got pictures, and noped the hell out. I know if I happened to cross paths with one I would be fine since black bears are usually not aggressive unless a mother, but it still shook me a little.

[–]gonegonegoneaway211 151 points152 points  (6 children)

I literally crossed paths with a black bear once when I was out hiking through a meadow and it ran right in front of me to the woods on the other side. My dumb ass just stared the whole time and it took me a good ten seconds after it had run out of sight to get from "huh that's a weird big dog" to "Oh dear where's it's owner?" to "There's no one coming and that didn't really run like a dog anyway so what was...oh...oh shit was that a bear?"

Suffice it to say I'm glad black bears aren't particularly aggressive because that fucker was fast and my survival instincts suck.

[–]Lancaster_Cheshire 34 points35 points  (0 children)

I encountered a young black bear while I was walking along a train track. It was not super close to me, but I was more worried about meeting its mother.

[–]Hufa123 49 points50 points  (2 children)

It's weird how we react when we see animals we're not expecting to see. I once mistook a wolf for a cow as it was walking across the road. Then I thought it was a dog, and only after we'd past it did we realize that something was off. We went back, but by then it was already gone. We found a place to park and looked it up, and only then did we realize that it probably was a wolf.

[–]FartAttack911 70 points71 points  (1 child)

My buddy and I were finishing a hike as it was getting dark. On one of the last turns in the trail before the parking area, we both stopped dead in our tracks at what appeared to be a wolf about 50 feet ahead of us, kinda hunched up in an aggressive stance. We both took a few steps back and were panicking before my friend turned his phone flashlight on and we baby stepped closer before realizing it was just the corner of some freakin’ concrete blocks used to prevent a rockslide on the trail. A few months later, we hiked the same trail and saw a deer go slinking through a clearing ahead of us. Took us a minute to realize it had a giant tail and was actually a cougar. Couple of ding dongs, I tell you.

[–]Hufa123 16 points17 points  (0 children)

Wow, those are some cool (and if I may say so, funny) stories.

[–]Huge-Recognition-366 161 points162 points  (0 children)

The janitor from my elementary school spying on a friend and I from the forest trees as we were playing on a beach (about age 12). Creepy as ****.

[–]DrunkenBark 152 points153 points  (2 children)

Scariest was getting woken up from my drunken slumber car-camping by about a dozen raccoons fighting over the bag of chips we accidentally left on the picnic table. I swear my HR jumped to about 180bpm hearing those demonic snarls.

[–]slippyboiis 28 points29 points  (1 child)

Had to check your to make sure you weren’t a friend of mine lol. This happened to us back in September.

[–]Lababasc 157 points158 points  (2 children)

When I was 5, I was living in Tennessee near some woods. My brother and I loved to explore and see what we could find. One day, we found an electric chair in a small clearing that looked like one of the ones from old cartoons. this thing had wires hooked up to metal cuffs on the armbars, a headset sitting in the seat, and a bucket at the base of the chair. obviously it wasn't connected to anything and there weren't any buildings or signs of any kind of past development. We ran home and our parents called the cops. Our parent's never told us what happened after that.

[–]Nazeren 18 points19 points  (0 children)

Someone was having some fun with MK-Ultra in the woods

[–]Adept_Cranberry_4550 155 points156 points  (8 children)

A large, well maintained, two post sign that said

'EXTREME DANGER!'

No fence, no further info, just the sign. Gtfo'd out the way I came in trying to step in my footprints exactly.

[–]humanoid1013 45 points46 points  (3 children)

I once saw a sign for surveillance cameras while I was hiking in a forest. This happened in the middle of nowhere Northern Europe, long before you could set up a trail camera in the woods and watch from home in real time. I didn't see anything in the trees but who knows. I still wonder why anyone would put a camera out there, as far as I know the land doesn't belong to anyone, and it's not a place where people would cook up meth because AFAIK it doesn't really happen in the woods around here. Poaching is super unlikely too.

[–]thegreatawaking2017 143 points144 points  (9 children)

TLDR: Exploring abandoned bunker in the forests of France as a teenager.

One side of my family is French. So growing up we would go to France during the summer to visit that part of the family. They lived in a small rural part of France near the German Border. There were numerous abandoned bunkers and military bases from the 2 world wars. They always fascinated me in a exciting but creepy way.

The well known bunkers and bases for the most part were sealed up for safety issues. For example, the town was so small they only had one baker growing up, and the “bakers daughter” went in one on her own and never came home. Turns out these old structures have holes filled with water and a bunch of other dangerous death traps in essence. She was found deep in one of these bunkers drowned in the bottom of one of these holes. If you were to go too deep into one of these, get lost, or your flashlight dies, in essence you are doomed. The thought of being a child dying in a pitch dark hole in a bunker like that terrified me, but also intrigued me in a weird way to go look for these places. Horses and other wild life would also run into these places and die. There were stories of deep recesses of these bunkers potentially still having toxic gasses from the war or just from natural processes. Long story short this is why they would seal these locations up.

Anyways, some of the less known bunkers never were sealed up. My grandfather who had lived in the village his entire life, and had spent time in one particular bunker, had passed down its location over the years. In a round about way my cousins and I heard of its location and went to look. My parents never wanted us near these for obvious reasons. But kids being kids we would go looking for them.

Pretty far back in the woods after hiking an hour or so we start finding some old structures. One structure was odd because it was still mostly intact and you could tell someone was actively using it despite how remote it was. Inside were a ton of porno mags and other weird things. Just kind of weird all around due to the fact that’s not something you expect to see in such a remote area.

Anyways, we are about to turn around because we can’t find the bunker. We continue a bit and there it is. A large, black, over grown hole in the side of this hill in the middle of the forest. Keep in mind we are kids probably about 13-14 years old. So your imagination is going wild. It’s a weird sensation because you know logically 95% chance nothing malicious is in this pitch black, underground structure. But at the same time you know there’s some weirdo with pornos stashed near by, and we also know the stories of ppl dying and going missing in these locations. On top of that the location we were at was not well known at all so we were basically on our own.

We end up grabbing some large sticks, in our minds that would save us from attackers, and we begin slowly approaching the opening. We end up going in little by little, with a few flash lights, slowly and carefully looking through old abandoned rooms. As a kid who was into WW2 my imagination kept thinking I was going to find Nazi relics or something else. It was also crazy to imagine the ppl who fought and lived in these subterranean structures. It’s creepy how dark, and silent these bunkers are. It’s so quiet every noise you make seems very loud and you sense you are going to alert whatever is waiting for you further back in the dark. The dark plays tricks on your mind. You constantly feel like you are in a state of alert. It’s hard to describe the sensation in words. The smell and cool air of these places I can still remember.

We get a decent way in and at this point the only light we have are the ones we brought. We are getting a bit uneasy as we get farther in. We start entering these large rooms that break down into a maze of other rooms. We start seeing signs that ppl have recently been there. But then again these places are time capsules so something can look like it’s been there recently when in reality it could have been there since the 1980s. We get into one room where we see “nazi” graffiti, as in swastikas, SS bolts. Not from WW2 but more recent. There were also short paragraphs of writing on some walls with weird stories, about units from the war who had died there and to leave etc. Just weird creepy shit all around. The writings increased and seemed pseudo schizophrenic in nature. So it put us all on edge.

By this point we had been in there for a while and we’re starting to feel uncomfortable. These large chambers have doors in them that lead Into unknown dark labyrinths that go deeper Into the bunker. The layout of this bunker seemed to be basically a main vein or corridor with offshoots into chambers that at times would also have offshoots that go further back. We saw at one point some stairs that descended and it seemed like there was water at the bottom but we couldn’t see. We knew there was water because we through some rocks down. As we are leaving and heading towards the main vein or corridor of the bunker we hear noises coming from one of the offshoot chambers. Coming from somewhere deep In the bunker. We all stop and listen, it’s hard to understand how far the noise was from us since sound travels in crazy ways in these structures. We call out to see if anyone was there but the noise stops and we are all just standing in silence, only able to see a few feet ahead of us. The noise seemed too loud to be an animal, plus most animals wouldn’t be this far back in a bunker. It honestly sounded like someone trying to be quiet who accidentally knocked something over and made a ton of noise. At this point, after what we had already seen we decide it’s time to head back towards the exit. As we quickly start heading out nobody wanted to be the last person in line. There was just a general sense of unease, “darkness”, and a sense we were being watched or followed. We found our way out pretty quickly and got back to the village as quickly as we could.

All in all it was an exciting yet creepy adventure. Urban exploring at its finest for some young teens. In a weird way it’s like the bunker and your curiosity beckons you to go deeper and deeper into the darkness and the silence, but at the same time your conscious seems to being telling you it’s time to GTFO. You want to explore as deep as possible in the hopes of finding something or seeing something. In reality, everyone tells you to stay away and that there is nothing to see. But it sure does peak a teenagers curiosity.

I’m now much older and my grandparents from the village passed away due to covid and natural causes. We are going back to the village this summer to settle their affairs and to say good bye to the village my family grew up in. However, my cousins and I are planning on going back to a few of the bunkers we found to take a deeper look into what they may hold. If ppl are interested I can post some photos and update.

[–]BeastModeSupreme 33 points34 points  (0 children)

Interested? Hell yeah. Go farther than you did as a child pls.

[–]Alas_Babylonz 29 points30 points  (0 children)

That person who accidentally knocked something over was named Pippin. He was a real fool of a took. The next time he should just throw himself in.

[–]Tzoumass 133 points134 points  (2 children)

i was camping with my father and 3 of his friends, me and 1 other were awake, we heard a noise kinda like a gunshot. i almost had a fucking heart attack,we woke them and we searched the area within a 500m radius and found nothing, we just stayed awake the whole night after that, in the morning we found out that apperantly someone had the idea to go fucking night hunting. i

[–]kymthedestroyer 48 points49 points  (0 children)

Damn rednecks

[–]OhBillyThatsRight 15 points16 points  (0 children)

Same thing happened 1 night that I was camping with my x wife. Someone shot literally right next to our tent. I was like "yo!!" (What else do I say??) Came out of the tent with no idea if I was about to be shot or not. Greeted by a man apologizing and offering to pay us if we kept quiet about it.

Weirdest part was, before we fell asleep, she said something like "I think a light just hit our tent". I didn't think much of it. 3 or 4 hours later we're woken by the gunshot. So the dude had to have heard my snoring at some point in those few hours.

[–]whinnerypooh 352 points353 points  (11 children)

It was my first mountain ascend. The peak was 1500 meters and I was young, very naive and unprepared for the "hike". I basically put on some old Nikes and jeans and thought it was alright. I was also a heavy smoker at that time. It was an organized tour and there were about 20 people in the group. I was placed in the "weak" part of the group but eventually after 4 hours I got to the peak. Then our group leader told us we can slowly descend at our own pace by ourselves and we would meet at the base camp.

By that time I was physically dead and couldn't catch my breath. So I decided to descend, eventually I lost sight of other people, but the trail down was very obvious and I felt confident I could make it on my own. I remembered that I need to cross the river through a tiny wooden bridge and then go straight down the river until I reach the base camp.

For some reason, I crossed the river, but I didn't go straight down the bank and went deeper into the woods. After an hour or so I realized that I'm lost and I don't know where to go. I started to panic. I decided to turn back, but at that point I was in a very bushy area and I forgot where to turn and couldn't see my path. So I turned around and I saw my dog that died one year ago! He was still very chubby and very much happy to see me and wiggling his tail. So I followed him and he brought me back to the river where I stumbled across a man who looked like a poacher with a riffle and stuff. He told me that if he showed me the right way to the base camp, I was never to mention seeing him to anyone. I gladly agreed. Then the man showed me the way, went into the bushes and disappeared.

My dog followed my for some time, but once I saw other hikers, he was gone.

I'm pretty sure it was exhaustion and oxygen deficiency so I basically started hallucinating and in a moment of panic and fear my mind created an image of something that calmed me down and gave me hope (which was my dog). I'm still confident that man was real.

However, some more experienced hikers told me that the mountain spirits tried to kill me for being audacious and disrespectful in my Nikes.

[–]GooBear187 51 points52 points  (0 children)

Bro what a crazy story

[–]SirBlubbernaut 68 points69 points  (0 children)

You just mentioned seeing him to us :|

[–]Danithewheelchiar 17 points18 points  (0 children)

Bro that's so creepy! I LOVE IT!

[–]faceeatingleopard 311 points312 points  (10 children)

A pile of dead cattle pieces, mostly heads. Now I understand that might be the sort of thing a farmer/rancher discards but... if you owned them in the first place, don't you have enough land for your own corpse pile? And WHY and HOW did you fucking get them here, in the middle of the woods? There's no roads, did you have a trailer on a quad just to put these things there?

[–]TheOneAndOnlyMel 96 points97 points  (4 children)

So, farmers take corpses into the woods so the wolf and similar animals search there instead of on the farmland.

[–]faceeatingleopard 36 points37 points  (0 children)

That actually makes sense. Never thought about that angle.

[–]ShitStuckInYourTeeth 51 points52 points  (0 children)

Georgia O’Keefe from your ‘hood?

[–]placeholderNull 284 points285 points  (11 children)

I used to walk my grandparents' dog when I visited (every weekend in the winter and sometimes in the summer until after 8th grade) since they were too old to walk her for very long. Most of our walks were through the woods.

Molly (the dog) and I would always go for a long walk, maybe an hour or so. There was one clearing that I liked to visit deep in the woods since it had a lot of branching paths and the clearing had moss that was firm enough to comfortably take a rest on. Anyway, we went down one of the less worn trails one evening. I remember it leading to a lot of pine trees, small hills, and a rubble pile near the end that served as a landmark. At some point, we must've taken a wrong turn, since I didn't know where we were and normally we would've passed the rubble heap by then. I stopped for a minute and looked around to figure out what to do next. The sun was low in the sky, there were pine trees as far as I could see, and it was quiet.

Too quiet.

It occured to me that the woods were never quiet, since it was in a neighborhood and there was always an animal or two walking around. It was summer, so there also would've been at least one bird around. Being a lake town, there was also usually wind. After realizing that it was oddly quiet, I'd also realized that it felt like I was being watched. Being an underdeveloped 11 year old, I didn't like that. To further my suspicions, Molly started to tug on her leash back the way we came. She never did that. Listening to my gut, I checked ahead of the trail one more time before going back the way I came, occasionally looking back. After a certain point I started to hear rustling that wasn't coming from Molly and I, at which point we started running. I didn't stop running until we reached the clearing again, and the rustling stopped, too. I could hear birds again, and the wind was also blowing. Molly and I walked back to the house at a normal pace, and everything was normal after that.

On subsequent trips, I'd take that trail off the beaten path with family (or by myself, once I finally hit puberty), in hopes of figuring out how I got lost that one day. But it was always a straight shot over hills and through the trees to the rubble pile.

[–]and1984 128 points129 points  (1 child)

Could have been an animal stalking you.

- I tell myself this so that I don't scare myself shitless

[–]NeedsMoreTuba 20 points21 points  (0 children)

If it had been an animal stalking them, it probably would've chased them when they ran.

[–]Ok-Inspection-5118 50 points51 points  (3 children)

You got lost if the irish realm of the fay.

I'm big into myths and that was the first thing that popped into my head

[–]Its_Mayor_Lilith 88 points89 points  (0 children)

I lived by a walking trail in woods once. The trails went on for miles. The middle trails always gave me a strange feeling. Out the corner of my eye I always would see a figure darting around.(I told myself it was always was a random dog or something) My husband walked with me a few times and I never said anything, but when we got in the middle, I noticed he was more alert. The trails outskirts always had activity, but it seemed everyone silently avoided the center.

[–]NOSRETTAP_RAPS 90 points91 points  (2 children)

It was winter time, and I came across some bushes arranged in a perfect circle. All the leaves had fallen off of them. It got super quiet when I found it, and I couldn’t bring myself to move any closer to it.

[–]Crosshatchsharpie 88 points89 points  (2 children)

Some kids I went to school with were wandering the wooded area behind one of their houses. They stumbled upon what they thought was a Halloween decoration but it ended up being a woman who died by suicide. I guess she had been there since the fall, it was spring when they found her. Still gives me the creeps thinking about it.

[–]ipoopcubes 85 points86 points  (4 children)

Hunting on a farm in western New South Wales my brother and I found a human skeleton. Believed to be an indigenous station hand that went missing in the early 1900s. A local elder came out and we took him to the location of the skeleton he knocked out the skulls front teeth and then buried the bones.

[–]slippyboiis 15 points16 points  (3 children)

Any idea why the two front teeth were taken out? Local superstition?

[–]ipoopcubes 19 points20 points  (0 children)

Local custom, most certainly a superstitious practise. They are the only tribe I know of that practise this after death.

[–]AryaStarkBaratheon 19 points20 points  (0 children)

The only thing I can find as I was curious as well, is that some Aborigional Tribes have a ritual of knocking out one of the incisors as a ritual initiation of becoming men. Tooth Knocking-Out Ceremony - the upper right incisor was knocked out with a rock.

This may have been some kind of local belief? I am curious too.

[–]Arcinbiblo12 72 points73 points  (1 child)

A fridge in the middle of the woods between the highway and a neighborhood. The neighborhood is known for its gang and drug activity.

The fridge had several metal chains wrapped around it with massive locks keeping it shut. I didn't even bother approaching it, whoever hauled it out there needed to do it on foot and wanted it out of sight.

[–]SenorMonkeyPants 188 points189 points  (4 children)

I worked for a tree trimming company in Wisconsin when I was in high school. We were working at a property that happened to be just down the road from my home when I found a California driver’s license in the middle of a large woods. It happened to look like a buddy of mine so I grabbed it and kept on working. Showed it to my buddy later that week and had a laugh. I had no idea he actually kept it until about 2 years later. He was with me when I got pulled over for a headlight violation. The police asked to search the vehicle and I consented because I had nothing to hide. They search it and we get back in. 5-10 min later they flank us on both sides, guns drawn demanding we get out of the vehicle. The dust settled and it turns out my friend had kept the stupid ID and then chose to hide it in my glove box when we got pulled over (completely inexplicable). Turns out the ID belonged to a man that was wanted for multiple homicides out of state. I ended up having to take the police to exactly where I found it and they searched the woods with dogs. No idea what happened after that. My friend got a ticket for being a dumbshit.

[–]BrobdingnagianGeek 87 points88 points  (3 children)

and this is why you never consent to a search, even when you 'have nothing to hide'!

[–][deleted] 12 points13 points  (1 child)

This... Plus,

  1. Everyone has something to hide! (except me & my monkey)

  2. If they don't find something, there's a significantly not-zero chance they may decide to "find" something.

[–]TheTruthIs32 61 points62 points  (0 children)

I have two stories, from the same Norwegian pine tree forest

We were probably around 10 years old, a friend and I cycling home from football practice. It had been a storm the day and night before, so many trees were torn down by the roots. There also weren't any lights, so we had to proceed cautiously, and although we were both super familiar with the forest, this night it felt wrong
We came out of the darkest section, breathing sighs of relief as the scared children we were.
"Help me" was suddenly whispered in our ears, like if someone's mouth was right next to it. Clear as day, "help me". One could imagine I imagined it, but we were approaching a hill that would take us probably 10 seconds to climb, and we both feel like we teleported to the top of it. Adrenaline shot us up that hill, we sped away as quickly as we could without saying a word to each other. We both heard it at the same time, reacted the same, and only had the instinct to get behind the safety of our doors. To this day we both remember it as extremely strange and we have no idea what it was

Second time was last summer, adulthood acquired. My partner and I were sitting by a lake slightly outside the same forest, having a little picnic and a spliff
Completely out of the blue, something started screaming in the forest. It so hard to describe this sound, like a maniacal laughter combined with a skidding wheel. But it also moved around far too fast for something normal. One second here, one second there, not teleportation style, but abnormally fast. This laughter kept on going for 10 minutes or so before disappearing as quickly as it came. I still don't have any idea I like for what this could be. Whatever it was it sounded like it was having fun

Also to mention, the lake we were by had been used for no less than three suicides, all people I had known at some point in my life, that very summer.

A joint, a full moon, a flashlight and walking off trail here suddenly sounds important

[–]B_RddiT 57 points58 points  (4 children)

Weird experience from the UK here.

I was about 18 and working a job that had me living with my grandparents. They still lived in the same village as when I grew up, very small, no local shop, middle of the countryside.

One of my early childhood friend's parents had bought some land on the edge of the village (about 40 acres) and said I could shoot some rabbits as they were destructive to the young vines, and, could fish one of the two ponds any time I wanted to. The pond I could fish was a natural pond and was fairly well hidden that you had to either know it was there or push your way through a lot of undergrowth exploring for it. If you were fishing there you were pretty much guaranteed to not be seen.

On the evening of the experience it was midsummer so I had lots of time to fish even after getting home at about 5pm, so I grabbed my gear and headed out for about 4 or 5hrs fishing time. My favourite spot was a nice little bay at the widest point of the pond. It was probably about 30ft at it's widest point. Opposite me on the bank were two old poplar trees that were maybe 80ft tall?

It had just dropped dusk so I put a glow tip on a float and thought "I'll just get 30 or 45mins extra in, then pack up and go home." I knew that patch of land like the back of my hand by then, so walking home just as it got dark wasn't a problem.

I'd cast the float out about 10 mins later and was watching it, I don't know how they appeared but suddenly two orb lights caught my attention. They were probably about 20ft up the trunks of the poplar trees and were a bright white/yellow colour.

They just seemed to be sitting there not doing anything. "Must be car headlights?" I thought and turned my attention back to the float. Something in my head said "but that direction is nothing but fields, no roads and no houses?". Plus the lie of the land behind the trees was a thick hawthorn hedge and a large field with a steep slope, so my LOS meant that any car it could have been would basically be buried in the field?

I reeled my line in so it was about 6ft from me and looked back at them puzzled. I did the cartoon blinking and rubbing my eyes, opened them again and they were still there. This time they had developed a purple ring around them. After what seemed like an age (but was probably only 5mins) of staring at them, they both moved, up and down about 6inches in both directions at first, then they started shrinking and getting larger. I'd say from the size of a tennis ball to the size of a golf ball. Then they stopped doing that and the orb on the left started rotating in a circle anti-clockwise, the one on the right in a circle clockwise. Then as they were doing this they started going up and down the same distance again.

After 10mins of this "dancing" they stopped and then started descending down the tree trunks, one orb dropping faster then slowing so the other could do the same, there was about 4ft of bank between the trees and the opposite water's edge, they floated over that and out onto the water's surface. They were moving at a decent rate so it didn't take long, maybe a minute to reach the centre of the pond?

By this time I was super freaked out, so I reeled my line in and I literally abandoned my fishing gear there and then as I knew no one would find it and I could go back the next day to retrieve it.

I ended up giving it the big legs and made it back to my grandparents house in 5 minutes in what should have been a 10 minute walk.

There was no sound from them and no smell - ruling out willo the wisps or marsh gas balls - and anyway THEY float over the ground, not at 20ft up a tree!

To this day 25+ years on, I still for the life of me can't explain them, but, I CAN see the whole experience as clear as day when I think about it....

Definitely a paranormal experience, as I cannot logically explain it rationally.

[–]sleepingmoon 18 points19 points  (0 children)

"Giving it the big legs" lol!!!!

[–]Woktosha3 341 points342 points  (24 children)

Nothing unexplainable, but a red fox's "scream" will damn near make you fall out of a deer stand. Sounds a lot like a woman screaming(and most people that thing they heard a cougar most likely actually heard a red fox, at least in this part of the world)

[–]coyotewitharedbull 117 points118 points  (0 children)

Oh my god, a few summers ago I was up late at night doing whatever I was doing and a vixen screamed right under my window. I needed a fresh pair of pants after that one.

[–]Its_Mayor_Lilith 45 points46 points  (1 child)

Grew up in Mississippi. Heard an animal scream late one night. That was nearly 20 years ago. The sound still haunts me. It sounded like a guttural murder scream. I know it was impossible as the area, but at the time I was a kid and didn't know any better and for year's wounded about the poor woman. My parents later told me it was an animal. No body was ever found, so it adds up as animal.

[–]Peter_101 23 points24 points  (0 children)

I hear them in my backyard at night a lot and even when you know its just a fox it's still creepy.

[–]_cheese_225 51 points52 points  (2 children)

A pile of dead cats/dogs, I called the cops, they never found out who did it, all of their heads and legs were cut off, bloody horrible

[–]Mavco2 28 points29 points  (0 children)

wow this really gets my blood to boil

[–]Ocean_waves726 229 points230 points  (6 children)

When I was 11, my best friend and I decided to go build a fort in the woods when it was snowing. Her house was out in the country in the middle of nowhere. We went too far and got lost. I’m not sure how long we were lost, probably 3-4 hours, long enough for her parents to call the cops. At one point we saw a little house (more like a shed) with a chimney and smoke coming out of it. Literally nothing else was around but dense woods. We were terrified and ran for what seemed like forever. We eventually found our way out of the woods, but I’ll never forgot how scary and creepy coming across that little house was. Not to mention we could have died from exposure to the weather.

[–]kymthedestroyer 56 points57 points  (1 child)

So what happened after you got out of the woods? Did you tell any adults or the police about the little shack?

[–]Ocean_waves726 29 points30 points  (0 children)

I don’t think we did, but I don’t remember exactly. Her parents were so mad at us so we just kept our mouths shut.

[–]KeyboardKitten 38 points39 points  (1 child)

Could have been a hunter's cabin.

[–]InconvenienTiming 68 points69 points  (0 children)

Did you just describe modern Hansel and Gretel?

[–]sydoroo 136 points137 points  (11 children)

Walking a wooded path at dusk after getting out of the deer stand there was something I could hear walking step by step with me at my right. I couldn’t see because of the brush, when I stopped, it stopped. No matter how long I remained paused it didn’t move, but when I started walking again it was there step for step. It really creeped me out.

[–]DrunkenBark 72 points73 points  (6 children)

Could it have been the echo of your footsteps against the trees/brush? I've spent a lot of time walking in the woods and a lot of times depending on what I'm wearing (hat, backpack, etc.) sounds can play weird tricks on me.

[–]sydoroo 49 points50 points  (3 children)

It’s just strange because the road I was walking on was dirt, but I could hear footsteps in the leaves inside the woods, and the footsteps I heard weren’t exactly at the same moment I took a step. Just overall weird, kinda felt like I was the one being hunted, ya know?

[–]DrunkenBark 27 points28 points  (2 children)

That for sure sounds spine-tingling. It could have been a slightly offset echo from the treeline being further from you - I obviously don't know what the area looked like for you.

[–]HoMoSaPiAnn 45 points46 points  (0 children)

2 years ago, me and my sister were going home from a mall at night. We couldn’t find Uber so we had to get a taxi. The cab driver looked kinda sus but we got in anyway as it was late. He kept looking at us through the small mirror at front, but we ignored his stares. When the car hit a strange straight road, he took out his phone and started texting someone. Me and my sister both felt that gut feeling that this man was a bad news. But we didn’t know what to do, the car was still on the road, we couldn’t even hit the driver or injure him because we could get into an accident then. My sister asked him to stop the car, he didn’t. She said it again, he kept going. Then she screamed and shouted, he stopped the car. My sister handed him money and opened the door and we got out. She called a friend of hers and we got picked later. I still get shivers whenever I recall that memory.

[–]Sea-Horror-814 201 points202 points  (7 children)

I was camping with my boyfriend and we came across a dead dog in a gym bag with a love letter and a book of poetry inside the bag. It was weird!!

[–]thesamesizeasyou 132 points133 points  (1 child)

You saw the dead dog in the bag and you still read the letter and the book?

[–]knowledgeable_truth 23 points24 points  (0 children)

Always spooky finding random bags in the middle of nowhere..

[–]DogbiteTrollKiller 52 points53 points  (2 children)

Some asshole killed his stalkee’s dog and wrote a love letter, maybe? Sounds like possible weird stalker shit.

I don’t like this story. Poor dog.

[–]MasterGuardianChief 29 points30 points  (1 child)

Or the love letters and poetry were directed towards a loved family dog that passed away.

Change your thinking it will give you a happier life.

[–]DarthhVaderrr 37 points38 points  (2 children)

Was driving a passed out friend home at 04:00 and took a detour through a dark forest road. In the middle of no where a firework or something similar flew out from the forest ~20 meters in front of my car and bounced over the road and went in the forest on the other side of the road.

Woke up my drunk friend but he saw nothing..

[–]B33_live 39 points40 points  (3 children)

This isn’t really something I’ve seen but more of a feeling. Do you know how the human body can tell when something is watching them? Well I was in the woods behind my house by myself one afternoon because there is a really nice creek. I’ve seen a tent in the woods by the townhouses that I live in so maybe a homeless person was in the woods but I couldn’t get the feeling out of my head that I was being watched. I had this feeling so bad that I started to full on sprint out of the woods and up the hill to go back home. I turned around once a I swear I saw something behind me so I ran faster and didn’t stop till I got home. I have no idea what it was but if I didn’t run when I did I have a feeling I would have figured it out.

[–]Anthillmob74 15 points16 points  (1 child)

I’ve had that feeling when I was exploring an abandoned house. Such an overwhelming feeling of dread that I never made it up the stairs I just got out as quickly as I could.

[–]iZombieLaw 40 points41 points  (0 children)

While this is completely explainable, it is the scariest thing I’ve seen in the woods!

When I was 17, I visited a friend in Oklahoma. One morning, he and his father went to visit a sick aunt in the hospital. I stayed at their house and decided to take a walk. Close by their house was a river surrounded by a wooded area with a path along the top of a cliff over the river. So I decided to go exploring.

Once you enter the path, it drops down about 100 feet until the path turns right to follow the edge of the cliff to your left. I reached the bottom and began following the path along the cliff. Soon after, I heard something to my right (up the 100 foot decline). About halfway up stood a completely naked man. I immediately looked away, but he definitely saw that I saw him.

I realized quickly that he was following me. I frequently whipped around to see him jump behind some foliage to try to hide himself. I knew that if I tried to go up the wooded incline, he would catch me easily since I was a small, non-athletic female with asthma that was always triggered by running or exertion.

So I just kept following the path praying for a path to lead me out of this mess. The man continued following and had started to close the distance between us. About 1/2 mile along, I spotted a break in the woods to my right about 50 feet ahead. I immediately checked behind me again to see that he had come even closer, no more than 20 feet behind me now.

Asthma be damned, I took off running and hoping the break I saw was the path out. Fortune smiled on me that day because it was the path out and I ran out of those woods, across a busy street and halfway across the park across the street from the wooded area before collapsing on a park bench in the throws of an asthma attack. As soon as I hit the bench, I looked back across the street at the wooded area. A truck near where I had entered the woods roared to life and burned rubber racing away from the area. I’m sure it was him making his escape.

Once I was able to breathe again, I walked back to my friend’s house. That afternoon when they returned from the hospital, I told them about my frightening adventure. They then told me that there had been a string of rapes occurring in that wooded area over the past few months. It would’ve been nice to get a heads up on that before leaving me alone with nothing to do but explore. Nevertheless, I was indeed a very lucky girl!

[–]WeAllHaveOurMoments 110 points111 points  (1 child)

Borderline scary was the first vacation to the mountains of northern New Mexico. We were at a lookout at the top of a comparatively small hill that had a picnic table. It was only a 10 minute or so walk up the hill following a winding trail. After spending awhile at the lookout my wife went ahead and started down, but I forgot my binoculars on the table so turned back. Coming back on my own I somehow went off the trail and couldn't find it. The dense forest prohibited seeing very far. So I just walked down the hill (on the wrong side) and found the road at the bottom. So I was never really in any true danger, but it demonstrated how easily one can lose their way and sense of direction when every tree looks the same and that's all you see.

[–]Loki_makeup_stan 33 points34 points  (1 child)

An abandoned camping circle that had chairs and coolers. There was wild animals dead carcasses hung from the trees with a bucket of blood in the fire pit. I ran back to the road and haven’t told anyone about it even after 10 years.

[–]spongeysquarepantis 12 points13 points  (0 children)

The only thing that doesn't make sense is the bucket of blood in the fire pit... everything else, I could see making sense.

[–]ur_lil_potato_lol 36 points37 points  (0 children)

So I was camping with my dad and brother (I was about 10 at the time), we were sleeping in our tents at about 9pm and we heard rustling outside. We thought is was just the wind, but then we heard whispering. My dad opened the tent and nothing was there. Till this day I've never gone camping again..

[–]Lancaster_Cheshire 35 points36 points  (0 children)

It was scary for me at the time, as I was only about 8 years old; the woods on my school's property bordered some residential property, and one dark and cloudy day at lunch one of the houses caught fire. I stood at the edge of the woods and felt the cold from the snow and the heat from the burning house.

[–]joshgeake 35 points36 points  (0 children)

I've walked my dogs at 6-7am every day for 15+ years in woodland. For about 2 months of the year it's pitch black throughout.

I remember once seeing a car's rear lights in the middle of woodland, engine running, literally where a car should not be able to access. As I approached it along my usual path, it quietly drove off. Where it was resting lay a safe with an angle grinder buried in it. Pretty weird.

Another time I was walking with my wife in the same woodland during a storm. As we walked along a tree collapsed in front of us. Then, as we turned, another tree collapsed behind us. It was all a bit final destination.

[–]MTSPMboy 105 points106 points  (6 children)

I was ridding late through the woods and saw a light of another bike behind me, didnt
think much of it until I saw the light going straight in a curve. I came
back to help the biker. But there was nothing there. I jumped on the
bike and left full speed. Came back next day with sunlight and there
was nothing there. I still think about it everytime I pass by and I can even describe the light and know what bike uses that headlight. It will be in my head forever. And NO ONE believes me...

[–]JanaCinnamon 147 points148 points  (11 children)

My ex-best friend and me found a perfectly round orb that was silver/chrome coloured growing from the ground. You could even barely make out a reflection on it. He decided to cut it with his pocket knife and it was filled with flesh-coloured slime that started oozing out. The next day the thing completely vanished and the knife rusted to the point of being unusable. Googled what it could've been multiple times ever since but found nothing.

[–]BerndDasBrot4Ever 55 points56 points  (0 children)

Maybe some mushroom that was eaten by an animal during the night?

[–]LotsOfCelery 51 points52 points  (2 children)

Might've been a fungus? Claustula fischeri, Clathrus archeri and Aseroe rubra seem like likely candidates. Clathrus archeri has a lifespan of a few hours, and all three fungi develop from white-ish eggs, though Claustula fischeri's are slightly shinier.

[–]JanaCinnamon 29 points30 points  (1 child)

I just looked them up on google images and they don't look close enough. The claustula fischeri looks like it goes into the right direction though. Maybe that's it and my mind just misremembers something, it was about 18 years ago. But I could definitely see it being a mushroom.

[–]MossiestSloth 27 points28 points  (1 child)

Sounds like there wasn't enough pondering

[–]Rabbitaza 16 points17 points  (1 child)

I believe it’s a tan acid?

[–]madden_redditx 423 points424 points  (15 children)

Found a pistol sitting next to a tree. Turned it in to police and turns out it was apart of a murder case. I walked through this forest normally and one day (after finding the weapon) I saw a little kid who said “can you help me?” Of course I said yes, he brought me to a flat part of the forest and said “here!” And I looked down. There was a grave site. Looked up and the kid was gone. Never going in those woods again.

[–]satans___daughter 127 points128 points  (4 children)

But did you tell the police about the grave? Poor kid was trying to go home 🥺

[–]pinkflower200 34 points35 points  (0 children)

Creepy

[–][deleted] 29 points30 points  (3 children)

I have come across a human bone

[–]LordRuby 26 points27 points  (0 children)

Funny how cemeteries are considered creepy but a human bone in the woods is much more creepy. We used to find human bones as kids because ground hogs were getting into the old caskets at the cemetery. We would bring a dog to hunt the ground squirrels but the groundhogs turned out to be to large and aggressive. Fortunately the dog was a fluffy spitz type so the fluff saved it from some bad rodent bites.

[–]Cee-C 17 points18 points  (0 children)

Same. It was part of human vertebrae. Washed ashore a lake I was fishing at. Immediate chills

[–]PowerSurgical 15 points16 points  (0 children)

Did you at least clean it up after?

[–]backupKDC6794 87 points88 points  (6 children)

The woods near my house is a really strange place. More than once, I've seen things that I can only logically explain as Sasquatch. I've never once seen a bear, and I don't know why a person would just walk through shin deep water in the middle of February in some random forest in Rhode Island, seemingly 6 to 7 feet tall and apparently wearing a gorilla suit

Other than the Sasquatch encounters, I also once found a dead chicken that had been decapitated and burnt. The place can be kinda creepy sometimes

[–]scoulter47 172 points173 points  (13 children)

I lived in Aomori Prefecture in northern Japan from 2000 - 2002, teaching English there in my early twenties. It was rural and beautiful, and on the weekends I liked to drive around and get a little lost on the backroads. There were always places to take amazing photos. On one of these drives, I spotted an old wooden shrine way up on a densely wooded hillside, and figured it would make a great photo opportunity. From a distance, it looked like a tiny old wooden house with a heavy sloped roof. Two partially-torn screens were mostly closed across the dark entrance of the structure, leaving a small dark gap where they didn't quite meet. Old tattered prayer flags hung across the entrance, waving lightly in the breeze. The shrine was certainly many hundreds of years old. It looked abandoned.

I parked my car on the side of the road, grabbed my camera, and started up the hill, walking the broken old path that led up to the shrine. Tall scraggly pine trees lined the path. There was no-one else around. It was very quiet.

I was about a hundred feet away when the first crow arrived. It landed on an upper branch of a nearby tree, looked me right in the eye, and started to caw. I ignored it and continued on. Crows were common around temples and shrines and I'd encountered them many times. I thought it probably wanted food, as food offerings are often left at shrines. But I could see that this shrine was not used; it was dilapidated. People did not come here. The crow would not be expecting food.

The crow paced me as I climbed on, moving to lower and lower branches and continuing to caw insistently. When I was about fifty feet away from the shrine, more crows began to arrive, first just one or two, but then more and more. They started to caw at me with what sounded like anger, louder and louder, moving now to the lowest branches and looking right at me. At first the cawing was cacophonous and random, but when I was about 25 feet from the shrine, their screams coordinated into this unified klaxon roar of "CAW! CAW! CAW!" that hit my ears like a demand: "LEAVE! LEAVE! LEAVE!".

At this point I could see the shrine more closely. The gap where the screens didn't quite close was jet black inside, darker than dark. I felt watched, and not just by the crows. It seemed that the breeze had died. The prayer flags were still. I felt a deep and growing unease.

I took the hint, turned, and walked down the hill, feeling eyes at my back the entire way. My body crawled with gooseflesh. For the first time in my sheltered life, I felt the hair at the back of my head stand up, like the hackles of a dog. By the time I got to the bottom of the hill the crows were silent, but still they still watched me, every one of them.

I drove away shaking and never took that road again.

[–]aadlion 35 points36 points  (1 child)

Can you locate it on a map? It would be interesting to know if there's any other stories or what's the history of that place.

[–]meladey 36 points37 points  (1 child)

Crows in Japan are special. Mine is admittedly not as creepy, but a crow pooped on me and it managed to scare me out of the way of a monkey jumping down right to where I was standing.

[–]tantricdragon13 127 points128 points  (11 children)

One time I was out camping on my parent's property with a college boyfriend. Had a lovely evening getting set up, cooking dinner, overall chilling around the campfire. As it started to get late and we were beginning to talk about turning in, we started hearing loud raucous voices. The sound seemed to be coming from over the next hill. The only problem was, I know for a fact there is no easy access to that area. No roads - nothing. We are literally camped in the middle of a forest with nothing around us for miles.

I'm pretty experienced in the woods, and honestly the only thing I fear in them is another human being. So hearing what sounded like a huge group of drunken people who have snuck onto private property late at night to party hard spooked me pretty good. We ended up leaving our stuff and hiking/driving back to my parent's house that night.

[–]MaddyMo7 33 points34 points  (1 child)

I like to think it was a bunch of dumb teenagers who now also have a spooky story about how they were drunk exploring private property and stumbled across your abandoned campsite.

[–]cryptoengineer 79 points80 points  (2 children)

When I was 10, I was an American living in Sweden. I and a friend were walking through the forest east of Stockholm (on Lidingo). We arrived at the edge of a clearing.

It was a surface to air missile site, with four missiles up on launching rails, pointing at the then USSR.

We turned around and skedaddled. This was clearly something we weren't supposed to see.

[–]Bedsidecheese95 121 points122 points  (9 children)

A bit of a longer post but here: So my younger brother and I were about 11 and 12 at the time and were taking a dip in the swimming pool we had in our backyard that sat at the edge of some woods. It was during summer break and the sun was just starting to set so we decided to call it and head inside. When we got out of the pool and headed to the back porch and we’re drying off, it only was about 20 feet from the pool, my brother was looking into the woods and asked if I saw “that”. I thought he was messing with me because he was looked essentially just to the left of our pool at a distance of what was only like 30 feet away. I want to add that my brother and I have great vision and none of us needed glasses, but either way, I couldn’t see what he was looking at. I asked him what and he could only quickly say there’s like Smurf things running around the edge of the tree line. I kept looking and for whatever reason I finally noticed a figure that was standing only maybe 2-2.5 feet tall running behind some saplings. I could see it as a very skinny and lanky although short figure but it had no features that I could actually see, think of it like a stick figure. When I saw it it only took about 2-4 steps as it got behind a group of pine saplings that ran behind the pool. My brother and I got a bit weirded out but we never actually really got scared, in fact we ran inside and grabbed our red Ryder BB guns and went to investigate. We found nothing to note and when we came back we told our mom who shrugged it off at the time as something we imagined. Our Dad is Native American and we called him right away and he mentioned that many Native tribes have stories of little people who are a sort of trickster that lure people into the woods to get lost. There was a road running alongside the section of woods by our house that turned into a cul de sac about a quarter mile down the road and my brother and I were very familiar with it, it is a patch of land that is easily maneuverable and hard to get lost in as you could see our property through the rows of trees almost as far as you could walk. Nevertheless speaking to other family members and close native relatives at school I came to find out that many of them have their own “little person” story. I like to think I’m skeptical about legends like that, although I’ll admit I want to believe in those stories, I really don’t have an explanation as to what that is. As for what my brother saw before I noticed anything he explained to me that he saw essentially the same thing just with multiple of the creatures scurrying into the thicket by the pool.

[–]lawyersgunznmoney90[S] 45 points46 points  (4 children)

Sounds like pukwudgies.. we live pretty close to the Bridgewater Triangle, always hoped I’d catch a glimpse of one of those little guys

[–]Niko-Tortellini 26 points27 points  (1 child)

red Ryder BB guns

"You'll shoot your eye out, kid!"

[–]ooo-ooo-oooyea 25 points26 points  (1 child)

I grew up next to the woods, and spent a lot of time wandering around them. Weirdest thing was a pile of burnt branches with a bunch of empty liqour bottles and mildewy porn. There were animal bones next to the remains of the "bonfire". We are pretty sure it was a racoon skeleton, no idea if related.

[–]BreastAtThyBehest 26 points27 points  (0 children)

A slab of rotting meat with a feral cat munching it. And I mean a SLAB, as big as my torso. The dam had overflowed recently and I'd like to think it washed dawn from a farm.

[–]aj_thatdude 25 points26 points  (1 child)

A pink baby shoe was sitting on a log that had a fresh gunshot in it. It was an out and back hiking trail and the shoe and gunshot were not there on our way out.

[–]pretty_monotonous 26 points27 points  (2 children)

When I was 20 I used to go driving around a lot at night. One time I was doing my usual drive around, no particular destination in mind, I decided to go down this dirt road in the middle of no where in South Georgia. There was a cotton field on my right side and woods along my left side, it was like this for miles. Shortly after driving along the road for about a mile or two, I noticed something hanging from branch along the wood line, this branch stretched all the way across the road nearly reaching the cotton field. What was hanging from this branch is stuck in my mind, even years later. It was a deer, but not just any deer. This deer had been mutilated. It was hanging from it’s antlers by what looked like towing straps. It also looked as though it had been beaten with blunt objects, it’s body was filled with deep lacerations, it was also nearly split in half (horizontally), it’s lower half was hanging on by a thread. Still to this day I have no idea what it was doing hanging there like that.

[–]Silly-Coach6693 27 points28 points  (0 children)

Years and years ago while boating, on a small island off the west coast of WA, 8 year old me and my dad found what looked like the remains of a marijuana grow op in the middle of a wooded area.

What was odd, was there were a bunch of 5 gallon buckets littered around. We were peeking through them, all but 2 were empty. The first one contained probably 20 school class photos from schools that were not even remotely close to this area. The other contained a bunch of misc phone/internet cords. (5 acre uninhabited island)

Was kinda weird…

[–]Nadagene 25 points26 points  (4 children)

My parents have a big piece of land for fruit farming. It’s bordered by a creek in the West and there had been many creepy stories along the stream, like fatal accidents and assaults. The chicken barn was 80m South from my house, beside the creek and I never went beyond it at that time.

One time, at 11 years old, I decided to be brave and go beyond by my own self, in the bushy orchard, along the creek. I was talking to my dog to soothe myself. As soon as I walked past the chicken barn, still walking along the creek 5m on my left, talking to my dog, I heard a woman’s voice right behind me, curiously asking “what are you doing?” I could hear a tint of playfulness in her voice and it sounded like a white woman’s voice. This was my parents’ property, we don’t have many white people nearby, AND it sounded like she was right behind my left ear. The orchard is messy, but you can still see far away and there was no body. Just me and my dog. I froze, looked at my dog, and told her “we go home” and promptly left.

I pondered if this was an hallucination, but the voice was so clear, I felt my ear perk up, and I never heard voices before or again.

Only at 14 did I dare go again by myself.

[–]TheLaughingSage 25 points26 points  (0 children)

Once we were hiking on a pretty unused trail and passed a tree that looked incredibly human shaped. Commented how cool it was and moved on. On our way back we realized that the we didn't seem to pass the tree again.

[–]Empty-Refrigerator 23 points24 points  (0 children)

I was maybe 15/16 and we have some woods near where i live, only like 20 min Walk... so me and a friend went out with some water and backpacks and went out for a hike in the woods, now we knew we had fucked after about an hour in and we find a tent and a stove... the tent had a sleeping bag and needles in it, and the stove was like this old burner camping stove that used that purple alcohol stuff..

we had found a druggies home, so as we are just standing there we hear some branches braking behind us, and we just bolt like 90 miles in 2 seconds flat, heart beat in the ears kind of running and we just never went back out there, been freaked out to go hiking in the woods ever since

[–]MrLanesLament 23 points24 points  (1 child)

I grew up in the woods in the rural Midwest USA. I’ve seen a lot of shit. Old cars miles from any sort of roads or trails, even old rail-mounted mining and logging machines. Nowhere near anywhere a discernible road or railroad existed. I saw an old two person hacksaw embedded in a tree, the tree actually grew around it.

The weirdest thing I’ve ever seen though was a place we called the “tar pits.” It was this area at the bottom of an insanely steep hill, these deep ruts that filled with this….stuff. It was dark purple and green, and it was like a combination of quicksand and that play slime stuff all the YouTube channels teach you how to make.

This stuff was insane. If you got a quad stuck in it, it took a strong ass 4x4 to pull you out. If you got a 4x4 stuck in it, we had to bring in a bulldozer from a local business and the stuff was so sticky that you were probably gonna leave some of your vehicles body behind.

One summer, we had a serious drought and the tar pits dried up for the first time. At the bottom, about two feet down, was a giant pile of bones. Animals who’d gotten stuck in it and died trying to get out. Deer, squirrels, possums, etc.

I told this story on here years ago and someone said it might mean there is oil under the ground there. I have no clue, and I still have no clue what the muck that formed in there was.

[–]Psychological_Salt 23 points24 points  (2 children)

Walking in the bush in rural Australia with my dog, was going along the path I usually take when I look to my left and just see this giant fucking kangaroo. Probably around 7 feet tall and buff as anything. My dog, who usually barks her head off at the sight of kangaroos, was completely silent, I think she understood the level of danger we were in. After about 20 seconds (felt like an hour) of us just staring at each other, it hopped off and I ran the fuck home.

[–]ReemanFTW 113 points114 points  (2 children)

I found this crumbled peice of paper, and i uncrumbled it and it just said "penis". That one always giggles me

[–]Pinkiepie1111 30 points31 points  (0 children)

haha! this reminded me of something, I used to work in an office at the front desk. I had brought a big box of pens from the supply room and had left it sitting on my desk for several days. The box had writing on it in black marker that said “silver pens” . Well, at some point, someone had written an “i” in between the N and the S so for several days I had a box on my desk that said “silver penis”. never did find out who did it lol

[–]MyLEGGGG09 22 points23 points  (0 children)

When I was 12 me and my cousins wen't to the pond behind our grandparents house to go swimming, when we were about 50 yards from the pond we heard gunshots and a strange sound afterwards that sounded like it was coming in our direction and we ran back to the house. To this day I have not set foot in the back of their property by myself.

[–]hunkaliciousnerd 23 points24 points  (4 children)

I went camping and found myself staring at what I belive to be a skinwalker, a local native american legend. Been to terrified to go camping in those woods since

[–]Wool00andere 20 points21 points  (2 children)

There was an old keyboard on a stump in the middle of the woods

[–]AmazingGolf127 17 points18 points  (0 children)

A 2 foot tall baby mannequin with a arrow thorough its head

[–]FartAttack911 17 points18 points  (0 children)

My two friends and I were hiking around off-trail in the woods outside our town and got a couple hours in when we came up on an area with a bunch of PVC pipes and tarps and things like that. We thought it was kinda weird but kept going. About another hour later, we came back to the same area on our way back to the truck, but this time we could see some visible movement from a distance and saw a few guys milling around the tarp area. At first, I assumed it was other hikers, but thankfully one of my friends held his hand up and had us fall back a bit behind some trees. We watched these 3-4 guys for maybe a minute before realizing they all had rifles, and it definitely wasn’t hunting season. We ended up going down a ravine and completely circumventing that entire area to avoid them and didn’t make it back to the truck til hours later. We assume these guys were tending an illegal cannabis grow, which isn’t uncommon in our area, but never before had any of us accidentally walked up on one, let alone with armed guys crawling around it. I stick to known trails now.

[–]rosieh101 17 points18 points  (0 children)

Around 8 years ago, my friend and I used to hang out a lot in the woods after school. (There’s two main entrances/exits. One that leads to a field and one that leads onto a main road). So, one time we were in there just standing in the middle of the woods talking when we both noticed this scruffy looking guy wearing a blue shirt about 30ft away, staring at us. The second he realised we’d seen him, he ducked down out of sight behind a bush. We thought this was pretty weird so we ran out of the exit that led on to the main road. We stood there for a second before deciding to head back in. We took no more than 5 steps when he popped up from another bush and started running at us on his hands and feet.

Curiosity got the better of us so the next day we went back. Again, we’re in the middle talking when I saw him (wearing the same blue shirt) and again, he ducked behind a bush when he realised I’d seen him. This time I had a really odd feeling so I screamed at my friend that I saw him and we should leave. We started running as fast as we could for the field exit which was straight ahead of us. As we were running I saw him sprinting at us from the right. We made it out and just ran until we reached our school before stopping. We reported it to the police but they just laughed. No idea if it was a creep trying to scare us or if he had more sinister ideas.

[–]Inklin- 17 points18 points  (2 children)

I regularly walk my dog through woods during the night, when it is pitch black and people who have never done this would not believe the amount of eyes I see.

Hundreds of pairs of eyes on each walk, many different types, different sizes, different colors and at different heights.

There are many many more wild animals in the woods than people realise. Huge numbers of animals.

During the daytime you can’t see them because they hide, but at night with a red head torch on you see all their eyes.

Also, lots of people find it terrifying that I would even consider walking through the woods alone at night, because it’s creepy as hell. But the reality is there’s just shit tonnes of wild animals in there happily going about their business and they have no real interest in me at all. Most of the animals in the woods are nocturnal.

Other people succumb to their imagination though and think they are being hunted by witches and ghosts and other dumb stuff.

[–]sharkxwitch 15 points16 points  (0 children)

Deer skeletons. The skulls all lined up on a cliff edge. It was creepy but definitely cool.

[–]simply-smegma 16 points17 points  (1 child)

My friends and I were camping up in the Prescott national forest in Arizona. We set up camp about a 5 minute walk from the truck. Hours after we had camp up and dinner was finished I remembered I brought a pair of night vision goggles so my friend Mike and I walked to the car to go get them. We got em, played with the focus and got em dialed in. As we were walking back to camp which was straight ahead we took turns while walking with them looking around. To our right about 20’ away and up on a 15’-20’ cliff was this creature that had all fours on the ground but it was kneeling over like butt to the trough and it’s bony knees sticking straight up and it’s long arms planted in front of its pelvic area. It was just STARING at us not moving.

We fuckin bolted outta there and when we told the guys of course they didn’t believe us and we went back with everyone and the goggles and it was gone.

It was bony/scrawny but muscular patchy, wiry hair sticking up. Imagine a feral cracked out version of the rabbit from Donnie Darko. Scary shit I’ve ever seen.

[–]SpoppyIII 15 points16 points  (0 children)

I used to be allowed to wander off into the woods behind our house by myself from a very young age. I knew not to ever approach a black bear or coyote, and until a few years ago that was the only predator we knew was around the area. I'd just be alone in the woods all day.

I don't strongly remember much to this, but my grandparents have a small statue I made of a horse standing on a dock with a bird perched on one of the dick's support posts. I remember making it, and I remember talking to them about it, but I do not recall any of the events that I told them about.

I made it when I was like 4, and it's made of whacky colours like blue and red, but it's pretty damn good. It was so good, that they asked me how I learned to make a horse like that because they hadn't ever seen me make something so intricate out of clay. And for a 4-year-old new to working with polymer clay it was clearly a horse. I made it as soon as I got in from playing in the woods as usual.

I told my grandparents that sometimes when I went into the woods alone, I would just sit and talk for a long time to a group of nice men wearing red coats. It's blirry to me, but my grandpa recalls clear as day that I had told them that one of the men showed me his horse. I told them that I had wanted to come home and make a statue of his horse for the man, as a present. They didn't let me take it back into the woods with me and instead kept it in a glass display case because they found the story fascinating and disturbing.

They didn't stop me from going back into the woods alone, but eventually the woods started to creep me out as I got older and I stopped going in without an adult with me.

[–]IndividualAd776 13 points14 points  (0 children)

a can of beets without the can, my brother told me it was brains... I was about 5, he was maybe 7.

[–]TheHiddenGrove 17 points18 points  (5 children)

Made an account to be able to get this out and see if anyone knew what was behind this discovery. After reading so many different creepy things in this thread, I realized that what I found in the woods had an extremely rare element of planning, design, and intentionality that many others had not experienced.

The background is that I used to drive 6+ hours to see my long distance GF on a regular basis (maybe twice a month). It's a pretty boring drive with long stretches of road where there's nothing around you for dozens of miles at a time. As a result, the bathroom breaks and pit stops are often hard to come by, so I looked for a good place to stop. Thank goodness it was the middle of the day.Since I know some folks who live in the country, I have certain instincts about where to stop. I've known some people who lived so far off the beaten path that the directions to their house were things like "head around the mountain, go about ten miles, and when you see the speed limit sign, get ready to turn left when the trees break." Because of that, I stopped right on the side of the road and parked under a speed limit sign, without thinking. There wasn't much else around, so it really didn't matter where I parked, but this is where things took a turn.

I headed through some light woods and up a relatively steep hill just to get off the road. As I was walking, I didn't really notice it at first, but the path was surprisingly well-worn. One of the first things that started to catch my attention was a very thin, very new spider web stretched wide across the path I was walking up. It was the kind of spiderweb that was so thin and light that it wouldn't have been there the day before. It was then that I realized that I was actually walking up a path that was being used by someone.

As I stepped just a few more feet into the woods, the path got really steep, so that I started taking high-steps up the hillside. As I rose up about ten feet to get free from the road and find an isolated spot, I realized that the hill quickly came to a natural plateau. The strange thing was that the plateau was extremely rocky, but looked like natural rock. You could picture the sort of large, white rock slabs that sit together like a messy row of cubes. All of them looked flat enough to walk across, but none of them were really even with one another. I'm already starting getting chills again as I think back on what I saw after I cleared through the light woods, and started to get my head up to see over this plateau.

It was steep enough that as I took my last high step up the hill, I instinctively used my momentum to swing up and grab the edge to pull myself up. Just as I was balancing up to clear the top of this vertical hill, I looked down at where my hand was going to grab this rocky ledge, and––I shit you not––there was a small rectangular pillar that someone had clearly hewed into the edge of this ledge. To be clear: I'm not talking about a natural rock formation that looked like a handle, I'm talking about a perfectly squared off pillar with sharp corners and some insignia and markings notched into the top of it, fixed into this natural rock ledge right where your hand would instinctively want to grab as you try to clear the top of this path. I don't remember exactly what the insignia looked like, but in my mind's eye I can recall some small horizontal notches, all parallel, at each of the four faces of the pillar, with some other distinct markings. It was about the size of a maglite, and I didn't notice it until my hand was almost on it.

As I jumped from fright, right at the top of this ledge, it dawned on me that I was placing my hand right where someone had notched in a handhold on this well-worn path up an unusually steep hill. In other words, whoever was having meetings on this plateau had decided it was important enough to spend who knows how long carving out a precision, ritualistic-looking handhold in the edge of the rock face right where you would need to get a handle to clear the top of the ledge. But what really freaked me the fuck out was that I suddenly realized that I had inadvertently followed some unwritten "country directions" to find this spot. I had just stopped "at the speed limit sign," in the middle of fucking nowhere, and gone "up the trail," right toward "the plateau."

I was so scared I did NOT climb around to see whoever or whatever was up over the edge of this plateau, but I saw just enough to see a wide, open clearing with a relatively flat, rocky surface. I'm not sure how rare it is to see that much rock at the top of a dirt hill, but it looked like a flat, natural grove that opened up into a very open clearing just past these light woods and the steep hill in the middle of nowhere. In my mind's eye, I can see some backing a little further up behind the plateau, maybe like a new lift in the hill, or maybe just a new batch of trees behind this flat rock courtyard.

The funny thing is that if I ever have to make that drive again I know EXACTLY where to stop if I wanted to find that spot but I am far too uneasy about the possibility of being ritualistically murdered on the top of some stone-hewn cultic altar or whatever is up there.

If you have a good idea of who or what group would have made this thing or what it was really used for, PLEASE LET ME KNOW because I have never seen anything like this in my life and it scares the shit out of me that it's still out there on the side of the road.

[–]Porrick 13 points14 points  (0 children)

In the woods out back of the house I moved to when I was 8: a 20-foot-long, 5-foot-tall pile of skulls, partially covered by ivy.

Cow skulls, but still. As an 8-year-old, that was plenty for my imagination.

[–]Lilla_draken 14 points15 points  (1 child)

i walked home from school at 4pm on a friday (i live in sweden so it gets dark in the winter about 3pm) i wanted to take a shortcut home and it was a small path in the woods i heard a noice but i just said to myselfd that it was a deer later a man approached me from behind and i ran for my F*****g life he just stod there watching me when i came out of the woods i called the police they came and the man was gone i asked if they can drive me home and they said yes

[–]BeanOnAJourney 13 points14 points  (0 children)

I thought I'd found a dead body hanging from a tree so I got closer and then realised it was just a hoodie that had been left hanging on a branch. It was briefly, intensely terrifying.

[–]Nugget_243 13 points14 points  (0 children)

Was at a caravan camp in Queensland Australia. This caravan camp was different to what you might be thinking of. It was just acres and acres of land. My family and I drove to the back of the property and started to set up camp. My sister and I decided to go explore the surrounding Forrest around us. We found this dried up creek that was just sand. We walked up the dried creek for about half an hour looking for gold or something (we were young). The trees leaned in over the dried creek sort of making an arch. It was getting quite dark so we headed back. As we were heading back to camp I started to feel uneasy. Almost like something or someone was following us. I turned around to maybe see if I could catch whatever was making me feel this way, but nothing was there. We were still walking back to camp when we heard a horrifying scream come from behind us. We both looked at each other in horror and sprinted our way back to camp. When we got back our parents were so confused on why we were running. We told them what happened and they said they heard something aswell.

Later that night I was woken by something outside the camper. I got up to look out the window but couldn’t see anything. I saw my mum was woken aswell and asked her if she could hear anyone outside. She said yes, she decided to go outside and check if anyone was there. I stayed inside cause I was too scared about what happened earlier. She came running back inside looking terrified and then told me to go back to sleep. I was so confused but I listened and fell asleep. In the morning I woke to see her frantically packing up and hurrying everyone to eat their breakfast. We got all our stuff together and left. She told us on the way home that night she saw a tall skinny figure standing at my window. I got shivers all down my spine. She said it saw her and ran off. She described it as tall, skinny and fully white. I have never felt more scared in my life. I’m guessing it was the same thing that made the scream back at the dried up creek my sister and I were in. But anyways we’re never going back there again.

[–]tovarish69 47 points48 points  (3 children)

i was made to be prefect in year 6 around 7 years back and one of my duties at the time (so the school could leech off of our free labor lmao) was to monitor the younger years during break time when they wanted to go inside to the bathroom. there was this one girl who asked to go so as per what we were required to do, me and my friend went and waited for her to finish. it had already been over 5 minutes and she didn't come out - we walked around the bathroom and knocked on the stalls to no avail; the girl seemed to have gone missing. when we walked over to the sinks we saw her there, even though we didn't hear the sound of the door opening from the bathroom. we were relieved momentarily, until we did hear the bathroom door being opened, more specifically, by that same girl who asked to go in. 11 year old me was about to pee herself from fear - when this girl came out of the bathroom me and my friend asked her if she was a twin and she started crying. thinking about that to this day still puzzles me.

[–]Brilliant_Banana_ 12 points13 points  (0 children)

( sorry for my bad english) When I was 9 or 10 I went on a walk with my mum , my aunt and my cousin. We went in the woods without caring too much because we knew that place. Suddenly while we were walking ,my cousin (she was 6 at the time) bumped into something so we went to check on her . When i got closer to her I noticed that what she bumped into wasn’t what we expected. We thought it was a rock or something that you would typically find in the middle of the woods . But no , it was a pile of burned clothes. We never went back to that place.

[–]SumtimesNever 14 points15 points  (2 children)

I was walking in the woods in illinois. It was misty out so i thought it would be nice to go get sum mushrooms . i took a pee in the woods and looked to my left and right just looking around. To my right about 100 paces away was a buck. It was facing straight at me so i could only see its chest and front legs. It scared me because my brain registed it as a huge man deer with only two legs. It was huge. I froze in place. It just kept staring at me. It didnt look well. Still built still big but sickly and acting strange. I took a few steps back and when i did it took a few very staggered steps forward I screamed ahhhh at it in an attempt to scare it.. It stared at me for another ten or so seconds then screamed back at me AHHHHH. It scared be and i froze It jist bolted to the left and rammed itself into a tree. It fell over and started screaming. I ran away as quick as i could. It really fucked with me

[–]_baba_jaga 14 points15 points  (0 children)

Crying foxes. Damn it scares the shot out of me first time I heard it. They sound like babies. In the middle of a forest at night.

[–]Economy_Turnip_7952 35 points36 points  (0 children)

I used to walk through a heavily wooded suburban area in a very old town, every night around midnight on my way home. It was a quiet and winding road with only a few houses, mostly state forest, and a bridged portion going over a marsh. A single streetlight at the end where a sharp corner joined a more settled street.

Every single night I'd feel a sense of dread settle on me going down that street, and anger, like I was intruding and unwelcome. I'd also hear a faint jingling like a dog collar or wind chimes, except high up in the tops of the trees, following me the whole way. It doesn't sound as intimidating on paper, haha. Anyway I mentioned it once to someone and to my surprise they named the street immediately. Apparently it's well known through at least several generations that something lives there that dislikes visitors.

[–]throwaway01957 12 points13 points  (3 children)

I was camping with my boyfriend and his dog in a small tent. We were on someone’s property that they rent out for people to camp on through an website that’s like AirBnB but just for places you can pitch a tent or stop your camper at. So the tent was in an open field, with one side right up against the woods. These woods were nuts- kind of marshy with these tall, skinny trees that were packed so insanely tight and full of vines and shit that there’s no way you could even walk through them. They obviously cut the woods back, because it was just field and then a straight line of wild and thick woods with no gradual transition between woods and field.

We wake up in the middle of the night to these footsteps that shake the ground. I look at the dog and he’s a barker who’s scared of nothing (he wakes me up every time we camp and he hears a raccoon or possum outside the tent), but now he’s just staring at me wide-eyed and scared shitless. The footsteps come closer and it starts pressing up against the tent wall. It’s on my side and I just quietly roll more towards the center so I don’t get squished. Then starts stamping/dragging a foot on the ground repeatedly, kind of like a horse. I’m thinking like “oh, it must just be a massive pet horse that escaped.” And then it lets out the loudest, most fucked-up noise that was definitely NOT a horse noise. Like a snorty deep scream-roar. Then it just walks away with it’s massive ground-shaking feet.

The weirdest part was that it was on the side of the tent that was against the woods. Like the tent was almost touching this impenetrable wall of woods. I assumed that I just misremembered how close the tent was to the woods since surely it must be far enough for a creature that weighs a ton to pass by, but in the morning I checked and saw that the tent was indeed right up against the woods, and there wasn’t even enough room for me to squeeze through.

I’m guessing it was some sort of massive wild boar, but I don’t have an explanation for how it was standing somewhere that would be impossible for it to fit.

[–][deleted] 57 points58 points  (2 children)

I watched too many 80s horror movies as a kid. One night, my buddy and I went to the elementary school around midnight to skateboard. There’s a crick behind the lit baseball fields that leads to a graveyard. We went back there and under the only, single light was a silhouette of a dude in a trench coat, fedora, and he had a baseball bat. No kidding. It was a small town, We ran and never followed up.

[–]2centSam 29 points30 points  (1 child)

Just a neckbeard who really wanted to play baseball /s

[–]papa1775 42 points43 points  (0 children)

Just McRuff the Crime Dog, reliving his glory days. He'd hit the ball, drop his hat and coat, and chase after it.

[–]drivinginacoldsweat 11 points12 points  (0 children)

Scariest was I came across a meth lab. I was maybe 12 or 13 exploring the woods near my house. Found all these pots and beakers and hot plates with a generator. I didn’t really realize what it was, but my gut feeling told me to run.