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We were camping for the weekend. We had planned a three-day trek through the woods. We had planned to climb to our first spot and set up camp for the night. Move along the trail on the next day and then set up camp at night again. We were regular campers and well versed with the risks at night. The visibility is low. We might lose our sense of direction. Apart from that, it would be difficult to spot any wild animal if in case it was watching us. So our trek had started well. We were on schedule on day one. Every single one of us was high on energy. We saw many rabbits and deers moving around in the forest. We didn’t bother them much. We stayed on the planned trail and kept clicking pictures. The day ended with no hassles. We set up camp at night and had fun stargazing. Until this point, the route was a regular one for us. But from the next day onwards, we were heading on a trail we had never traveled before. Mind you, it was not a risk we were taking. The route that we were taking was...

I am a big fan of camping. I’ve been going on camping trips ever since I was a teenager. Back then, I used to go to camping spots within safe quarters. It was mostly with my elder siblings. However, later, I started going with my college buddies. And it was in mostly off-limits places. You know the places that are not listed or marked on the maps. As you might have guessed, these camping spots were generally deep in the woods. We would explore unknown places, set up a campfire, and camp under the stars while sipping liquor. It is a vibe. And it is usually fun until you realize that you aren’t alone in the woods. I remember this one incident I would like to share with you all. It was back in 2016 when I was on a camping trip with my college friends. It was 5 of us. We had been on a few camping trips before. But this time, we decided to tread a little deep in the woods. You see, we wanted to feel the thrill. And our last two trips were a lot typical. It didn’t give us much satisfaction a...

So lately I have developed a new habit of going for night walks. Ever since I bought a place near the Yellowstone National Park in Wyoming, I was excited to walk the outskirts of it at night. Being near the forest does make it sound scary, but I am not much of a believer in paranormal activities. Of course, there is a fear of wild animals or creatures in the woods, but they are never to be seen where I live. Generally, these cases or claims are from the deep woods. So despite being warned about all the risks, I went for a walk today as well. There is a man who has been walking the same path as mine for the last couple of days. He is cute, dark, and tall. We exchange smiles and I might add that I kind of blush too. I mean, come on, he is charming. The next day I tell my friends about him, and of course, they being my friends, they motivate me to go and initiate a conversation with him. And why would I not? So the following night, instead of exchanging smiles, I stopped and greeted him w...

I woke up in the middle of the night. It was 3:00 AM when I checked the clock. Of late, I have been getting this weird dream. I should actually be calling it a nightmare. So in this dream, well, actually a nightmare, I see some woman climbing into my room from the window. She gets into my bedroom and makes me do things like the one I had last night, where she made me jump off the terrace. Well, I didn’t actually jump. Thank God! It was by God’s grace that I was saved by a man who was passing by the building. All I remember about that woman is that she had thick red hair as if she had bathed in blood. Well, it was a nightmare after all, so it shouldn't bother me much. But somehow, it does. So this entire dream fiasco started four days ago when I shifted here in this beautiful yet cheap apartment in Montana. I would rather not give many details of the place. All I can mention is that it was near Yellowstone National Park. But I was lucky to get such a huge and well-designed apartment...

I have been a trucker for the past 3 years. I know I might be regarded as a newbie in this profession since most of the other truckers that I’ve met via work have been driving for over 8 to 10 years. And I have always heard so many weird stories from them. Some had strange creatures, some had paranormal experiences, some had psychos chasing, while some had some other unexplainable phenomena. Now honestly speaking, I never believed those. I thought these experiences had to do with the fact that we have to stay up all night and drive alone on the highways. So the mind can play tricks. Well, this was until I had a first-hand experience. I was driving across Maine on Route 2A. It was a few hours post-midnight. I was carrying a truckload of parcels across the state. Now, I had done night shifts before but this was different. The road was empty. I had driven for miles and had not come across a single person. The condition of the road was not good, and it had sharp turns, so I had to stay ale...

  I had just taken a break after driving non-stop. I had driven continuously for almost 5 hours and I was feeling sleepy. My eyes were shut, and I was desperately in search of a place to park and rest for a while. Luckily, I found a truck stop and parked my truck there. Now, since this was a usual route for me, I very well knew that this truck stop was expected to be here. However, I had never used it before. It always gave me the chills. Maybe it had to do with the fact, that very few vehicles were ever seen parked over there. Also, being a seasoned trucker, I have had my fair share of creepy experiences around these truck stops. So until now, I had tried my best to avoid this specific truck stop. However, this time around, it was imperative for me to rest. Else I could’ve dozed off into sleep, while still behind the wheel. So I drove off the highway and entered the opening to the space. I noticed that only a few trucks were parked. Their lights were out. So I presumed they were g...

I still remember this one incident that gives me chills even now, as I type it down. This happened back in 2009 when I stayed at the Big Horn National Forest in Wyoming. Fortunately, I was not alone there when it happened. Now I do know that Wyoming has its own fair share of horror stories around the woods. But I had never even read in the local newspapers about something like this before. It was the fall season. My wife wanted to spend the weekend with nature. And I wanted a break from my monotonous job. So it didn’t take much convincing from her side, to make me plan a weekend trip. So we rented a cabin in the Bighorn National Forest for the two of us. It was a long trip from where we lived. We reached there when the sun was above us, as it gets dark early during the fall season. And it gets dark even earlier especially in the woods. You see, we didn’t want to take any risks. Now the forest cabin was a wooden house with spooky, creeky furniture. We weren’t expecting much but this was...