/k/ Spooky Innawoods Stories Thread: Halloween Edition

>>31856694
Told this on /x/ long ago but here:

>be me
>going on annual hunting trip at dads millionaire friends camp
>this motherfucker even had his own hunting show but anyway
>day 1: kill nice buck, dad kills nothing.
>day 2: go trapping while dad is hunting, he kills good buck also.
>night of day 2: I'm sleeping in the cookhouse by myself. It also has a TV, couch, so it's pretty nice
>but no bathroom.
>bathhouse is about 200 feet from cookhouse
>have to take piss
>walk outside, maglite, Super Blackhawk, you know.
>shine light to my right
>see huge buck at first
>holy jesus
>why is he standing on 2 legs?
>this is not a deer
>fucking goat head and horns that curve downward
>start hauling my ass to the bathhouse
>get to the bathhouse
>fucking bang on side of bathouse
>pass out
>wake up, it's morning
>I'm in the middle of the god damn woods
>my belt with my super Blackhawk is hung on tree branch
>.44 rounds set out neatly in front of tree
>mag lite is crushed
>I have no shirt on

I haven't told anyone this story. I told my father that I went out for a hike at night and decided to sleep in a tree. I still have nightmares about this.

>>31856842
Fake and gay

>>31856858
You're entitled to your own opinion but ok.

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>>31856842
>ywn be gently butt loved by a supernatural entity

i was abducted by aliens or some shit like that when innawoods with 2 friends 4 years ago

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>>31857047
I was abducted by aliens too!

>>31857079
wait a sec those dont look like ayyliums

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Classic

bumpin for interest

>>31856694
Talked about this with a coworker earlier (fuck selling guns at a big box)
>be me
>be 17 and anxious to hog hunt
>go to deer stand and proceed to hog hunt with buddy and his dad and dad's friend who were Army SF
>strange Amber light illuminates pasture
>see a weird Amber/orange/purple light and it streaks across the sky like a shooting star except it streaks across the whole horizon like a shooting star.
Things get spooky at the cabin that night, electronics turning off and on and such.
Nothing happens.
I still want to know what the fuck I saw that night.

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>>31857416


Bill is the fucking best. Bumping with another story.

Bump, come on guys, it's Halloween. Why don't spoopy threads last anymore?

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>>31856694
One time, the devil ran for president of the United States. So i pic related.

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>Be me
>Be 15
>Friend Nick is sleeping over
>We stay up til 3 in the morning
>We go to sleep at 3:40 am
>Not even a minute later hear the scariest shrieking sound of my life
>Look at nick
"Was that you"
>He shakes his head with that look in his eyes
>Suddenly second scream comes in
"WREHUHU HELP ME, RAPE"
>Started off like a male voice but inhuman, then turned into a womens voice
>NOPE
>Turn all lights in the house on
>Make sure my little brother is ok
>Grab our families Remmington 870
>Friends like:
"YOU GUYS HAVE A GUN"
"Yeah, incase shit like this happens"
>Load it with all the 12 guage shells i can find
"Do I get a weapon"
"Grab the sword on the wall"
>Its a real sword, its an old Hungarian custom made sword from the 50's
>Open front door
>GODTHATSTINK
>Go back inside
>Grab gasmasks
>Flashlights
>Turn on porch lights
> Porch is an inside porch where we store shit (really small)
>Clear
>Kick porch door open
>We live pretty close to being innawoods
>We live in an old camp ground, we're surrounded by cabins that were converted to houses but are now completely abandoned
>Nothing
>Turn on flood lights
>Something scrambles away
>start searching front yard
>Nothing around
>Shreik way off in the distance
"INSIDE"
"DONT TELL ME TWICE"
>Moms was over her boyfriends house
>Fire a single shot into the darkness
>go inside
>friend is on the couch
"Who needs sleep"
>Look in kitchen
>Backdoor
>WIDE
>FUCKING
>OPEN
>open is NOPE spelled backwards
>It wasn't open when we left
>We have a really small house
>Open every door, every closet
>Nothing
>Little bro wakes up
"You okay"
"Yeeeah, stop making so much noise whore."
>House, clear
>Never go outside after dusk after that
>Still living in the house
>Houses are no longer abandoned
>When people moved in, told us it smelled horrible, like rotting corpses.
>to this very day, I sleep with that shotgun on my headboard
>Three nights ago I heard it again
"Hey nick, that was a crazy night"
>My voice
>Its back
>after 3 years its back

>go innawoods
>see/kill some animals
>go home

Feels good not being schizophrenic.

>18 years old
>3rd ranger battalion
>central America
>counter drug support for dea
>sitting on our asses 99% of the time
>lp/op calls in possible movement toward our perimeter
>my turn on watch
>look around using my nods
>nothing
>dismiss it
>day fucking eight of who knows how many
>figure its just another bullshit call
>bored lp/op crap
>start to doze off
>wake up to rustling noises
>pitch fucking dark
>no moonlight
>sound getting closer and louder
>WTF!
>I'm on the gun so no rifle
> I peek up above the concrete blocks we found to make our dfp
>see nothing
>crisp quiet
>suddenly breathing
>heavy breathing
>getting closer and closer
>I can't just use the gun against one joe
>pull my M9 (bayonet - not pistol)
>breathing gets so close
>can't see shit
>Panting right in my fucking face almost
>about to stab this fucker

It's a dog.

>>31860428
>One time?

>>31860806
Sometimes all you need is one.

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I heard some weird ass shit once when camping with my friends.
> Sounded like a woman screaming "HELP ME"
> Noise was all fucked up sounding
> No it was not any type of wildlife that i know walks this earth.
> Noise got closer to camp as the night went on..
> Weird ass "HELLLPPP ME!," "HELLPPPP ME!" getting louder and closer fucking fast
> Seriously no one could scream like that while moving so damn fast.
> Then there is nothing goes silent
> We go for a walk to get away from our fire and campsite
> We can still see the fire in the distance friends start bullshitting
> I see someone/something walk in front of the fire
> Tell them to shut the fuck up
> Wait about 30mins in the tall grass
> Sneak back to camp gather food and necessities
> Fucking shriek the likes of which i have never hear before or since, seriously i damn near shit myself
> We all NOPE hard to the truck
> Peel out while this thing is shrieking just off in the woodline.
Never camp there ever again...

It's happened b4. I've been in the woods at dusk, having a casual conversation, and words are repeated when we're not being the least bit loud, and the echos in the area are nearly non-existent. It was usually the last few words spoken, and much too long of a delay for any natural echo, had we been in a place with a decent echo.

"...Yeah, so that's what happened. And now? I just don't know ..."
"...... just dunnowwww ...."

"That's pretty tough. I hope things get better."
".....gebbedderrrrr ...."

"Did you hear that?"
"Yeah. It's odd."

That's about how it happens.

>>31860788
>18
>Ranger
Sure bud

>>31856694
>Be me
>be little shitlin' out hunting pests at night
>walking through woods looking for armadillos, opossums, etc.
>come to old trailer in the woods that had been there for ages
>climb in waving my fuckhueg maglite around
>get in walk a bit then here glass crunching
>freeze and get cold as all my hair stands on end
>I whip around with my light casting shadows all over the trailer as fight, flight, or piss yourself kicks in
>I chose the last two and bolt dropping my rifle
>I think I hear the scope shatter as I fly through the woods
>come back the next day and find my rifle propped against a couch in the trailer with the scope unscathed
I just attribute it to being a kid and having an overactive imagination. I probably dropped the rifle butt first and it landed on the couch and I was the one who stepped on the glass unknowingly.

>>31861078
I wouldn't worry about it.

>>31856842
Holy shit dude something similar happened to me
>Be me
>About 17 years old
>Town I live in is oddly shaped so there are trails that cut through forest for a good 2km to get to other side of town
>Was going to meet kid in town
> I'm walking down this trail
>Notice deer sitting on the bank to the right of the path
>Except it had what appeared to be a coyote head and antlers
>It's eyes where red
>I stopped dead in my tracks
>Started backing up slowly
>Its head just turned slowly watching me as I backed away
>Its eyes pierced my fuckig soul
>It's head is now facing the wrong drection like a fuckjng owl
>Got out of sight
>Turn around ran home
>Got drunk
But yea scared the fuck out of me and I don't believe in the supernatural

>>31861153
>>31856842
Not so much the waking up in the forest tho, Jesus fuck

>>31861206
Yeah man. I have no idea what happened in the time between when I passed out and woke up. To me that is the scariest part.

>>31861337
You got raped by a horny skinwalker

Did your ass smell like rotten meat after?

>go innawoods
>kill myself

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aokigahara

>>31861343
Jesus no but I took a big fucking shit in the woods right after I woke up

>>31860441
fucking NOPE.
Deadbolt everything. Get a revolver in .357 or bigger and carry it always. Bars on windows.

>tfw I live in a similar innawoods neighborhood.

Bump come on it's Halloween

>>31859610
more spooky afgan stories

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>>31861435

I think I still a few. Reckon I'll begin dumping.

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>>31861862
>>31861435

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>>31860441
I keep my m24 loaded for this exact purpose. Im investing in a bayonet for it next pay check.

Lived in the last house at "city" limits in WI. Shit gets weird, REALLY REALLY weird when the rich gated community started going up. God speed, my friend.

There were 2 times when a my dad called a bunch of family friends to find out whats making that noise again. After squirrel tail that we nailed on to our shed started disappearing we stopped staying out too late.

>>31861107
lol i know many 18 yr old guys in bat, not an uncommon age to be in regiment.

>>31861107
plenty of dudes in bat are 18 lol. fresh out of RASP too.

Spent the past summer TDY down in Turkey and worked with the Turkish AF pulling perimeter security for the base and had a small spook.
>sitting innatower a little after midnight, Turk is sleeping like they always do
>staring at field/thermals
>see something on the thermals screen crawling on all fours across the field
>has long ass arms and legs, definitely not an animal from around here
>crawls all the way over to a ditch on the opposite side of the field and jumps in
>didn't see it again after that
>pull out phone and browse /k/

>>31856842
Post pictures of the broken mag lite

>>31862961
I left that shit in the woods buddy that shits haunted

>>31861875
got to retarded at the end
>>31861889
would like to know more about the cult

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>>31863232

I think that's all the Afghan stuff I have.

Gonna dump more stories to bump the thread.

>mfw I live right next to New Mexico

Bumping for more stories.

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Mooooar

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Ask and you shall receiver. Though I don't have a lot, so any other /k/ommandos that want to share ar emore than welcome.

>>31861107
I found the jealous pog

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>>31864267
shanks

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>>31857047

>>31860445
underrated post

>>31864267
Got the updated one too?

>>31862086
Get some sleep my friend

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>>31856694
Is anyone else out there familiar with the Van Meter case?
>1903
>Small coal mining town town of Van Meter, Iowa
>Businessman walking home at night notices a light on the roof of the town bank; thinks it's robbers until it moves from rooftop to rooftop
>Town doctor woken up by a bright light shining through his window; goes outside to investigate with his gun
>Sees something like pic related that has batlike wings and a horn that emits bright light
>Gets spooped
>Shoots it 5 times but the creature has bullet-resistant skin and shrugs it off
>Tells the town about it; the businessman who first saw it comes forward
>Banker thinks they're full of shit and is suspicious that it's a ruse to take his shekels, so he stays up to protect the bank
>Hears weird noises outside
>Gets hit in the face with blinding light
>Banker is spooped; shoots through the bank window
>Weird three-toed tracks found the next morning outside of the bank
>Townsfolk now seriously concerned
>Just like the Doctor, the Hardware store owner, Mr. White, is woken up by a bright light
>Sees big creature matching the Doctor and Banker's description sitting on a telephone pole
>Mr. White is spooped but is also a good marksman
>Shoots it
>This annoys the whatever the fuck it is
>It unleashes a smell so bad that it knocks out Mr. White from a fair distance away
>Imagine a toroidal Fus Ro Flatulence propelled from its daemonic butthole
>Mr. White is woken up by the gunfire, goes outside and sees the creature as well
>It's at least 8ft tall; its Horn lights up and it flies off towards the coal mine
>Spooped
>The Next night, there were supposedly terrible sounds coming from the Coal Mine, described as "Satan's Army of Imps preparing for battle"
>Townsfolk are now all spooped and tired of this thing's shit
>They arm up and head to the coal mine
>See two creatures leaving; decide to wait for them to return
>The horrible noises were probably just the things having sexytime

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>>31864870
>Creatures return at around dawn
>Townsfolk unload on them; bullets have little effect
>Creatures retreat into the mine
>Mine is sealed with dynamite
>Creatures never heard of or seen again
>Modern cases mostly consist of people having a sense of unease near the mine

Are there any spoopypastas out there of people encountering flying monsters?

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>Be around 9-10 years old at grandma and grandpa's ranch.
>Old place, lots of woods around.
>Cemetery across from ranch on other side of highway.
>Playing in the woods.
>Start to come out and instantly feel dread.
>Something is chasing us.
>About 5 feet tall.
>Big blur chasing us.
> We somehow make it back home without injury.
>It was a momma cow chasing us.
Not the boogey man. Big mean beast oxen that will trample your souls. Ye have been warned.

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>>31864311

MGS3 Up in here!

>>31864784

I'm afraid I do not.

>>31864942
Live in country, can confirm. Do NOT fuck with farm animals. They can and will mess you up. Friend of a friend's pelvis was shattered after he messed with a horse or cow or something.
And I might as well contriboot.

For some background, I've lived in a rural area since I was four (before that, I lived in a suburb for a little bit. I have very few distinct memories of the place, none relevant to this thread). So,
>be me, around 4 years old at most
>going out with grandfather, who I still call Pap
>driving around, its waterfowl season
>stop at a hunting spot of his a bit off the road on a whim
>im playing with the deer antlers he always kept in his truck, because they made me laugh
>anyway
>we trudge out to the field
>he tells me to be quiet
>okay pappy! because im a good little grandchild
>birds fly up
>he takes aim
>meanwhile little 4 yo me is amazed by the woods
>its about midday
Those of you who hunt a lot know exactly what I'm talking about when I say this: D'you know how deer eyes always shine in the dark, even with the littlest amount of light? But during the day, you can't see the shine at all, because there's light everywhere.
>he's just got a nice O/U shotgun, still hunts with it to this day
>he's tracking the ducks, im staring into the woods
>these fucking eyes staring at me
>bright eyes
>like a pair of flashlights, but you can just tell they're eyes
>fucking haunting
>4 yo me doesnt know what to do
>BLAM
>BLAM
>he didnt hit any of em
Of course, he later realized he had slugs loaded, not birdshot.
>the moment the gun went off this thing fucking BOLTS
>like there one second and gone the next
>dont tell him about it because im still scared
>start crying
>"what's wrong, little bud?"
>to avoid completely lying, i tell him the gun was really loud
>we go back to the truck
>All is fine
Or is it

>>31865382
>be me, a few years ago
>first hunting trip
>innawoods about twenty or so miles from his house, and maybe thirty from where the first bit happened
>its like 4 am
>reach where we're going to sit for a while
>cold af, dressed in two layers of thermal, jeans and shirt, winter jacket, bib
>such is life in upstate NY
>sit there doing precisely fuck nothing for two hours
>walk over to another spot
>pass by giant cornfield, since we were hunting on farmland
>THUMPTHUMPTHUMPTHUMP
>"thats a huge buck, holy shit"
>sounded completely unlike a deer
>caught sight of it between the cornstalks
>deer
>fucking coyote head
>antlers
>shake it out of my head, probably just the lack of sleep and lack of coffee
>get to spot
>its up on top of a hill, sitting on two 5 gallon pails
>sit there, shoot the shit for a bit
>look down, see durr
>time fucking stops
>aim
>click
>FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK
>trade guns with grandfather
>somehow manage to aim, misfire, trade guns with grandfather, put the crosshair on the deer, and fire in what must have been a fucking nanosecond
>felt like an hour
>BOOM
>hit it in the spine/shoulder
>literally one of the worst places to hit it
>feel like shit because it's writhing in pain, can't move it's back half
>after a quick high five to celebrate my first (and first successful) hunt, we go down
>go to put it down
>click
>Oh for fuck's sake
>trade guns with grandfather again, have to half ass the shot because
>scope at 5 feet
>put it out of it's misery
So I shot the thing by a little ravine, what was probably a riverbed a thousand years ago. Sorta wet ground, stalks of cattails, weeds, etc. etc. We're field stripping the deer and all of a sudden I get this weird feeling. I'd been almost sweating for about two hours by then, and all of a sudden my blood froze in my veins.
>look up
>those same fucking eyes
>sort of hovering
>lay hand on shotgun
>the one that works
>eyes disappear
>"What are ya doin, ya fool?"
>Uh, nothin. Thought I saw a coyote

>>31865567
>"Coyote wouldn't be this close"
>Oh, good point. Duh.
>continue stripping deer
>eventually haul it up to my uncle's house, since we were hunting on the land he rents from the farmer that owns the aforementioned cornfield
>mention it to nobody, still kinda spooped
>swear to Christ I can see those eyes sometimes when I'm just target shooting in my grandfather's back yard
No clue what they are, what they belong to, or what said thing's intentions are. They're almost comfortable though. Sorta like a watcher. It seems benevolent, at least so far. Somehow, I always get the feeling its the same thing, as if it wasn't one of a kind, but I know it's that exact one from before. If I ever get more decent stories about it, I'll post em.
>sorry it wasnt more spoopy :(

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>>31856842
>>31861153
>>31865644

>tfw you encounter a friendly forest deity and it grants you the gift of sparing your life

come on its halloween, lets get more spooky

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>>31865058

That was a good one

>>31861892
>Shit gets weird, REALLY REALLY weird

Story time?

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>>31856694
Still shaken after the encounter I had this past Saturday
>innawoods on an overnight camping trip with a pal
>set up camp late, grab a bite to eat
>stomach is a tad bit upset but we lost some of our meds so there's not much we can do about it
>suddenly wild shrieks pierce the air
>oh shit
>friend grabs his video camera to try and get a recording of the noise
>suddenly a rabble of bloodthirsty beasts rush out from the forest toward us
>look like oversized 'dogs scrambling on all fours
>try to ward them off but they manage to knock me down
>reach into my pack to grab my shotgun
>accidentally pull out the antiacid tablets I was looking for earlier
>realize that this is probably how I'm going to die
>instead the creatures recoil at the sight of the small bottle
>barely manage to ward them off
>rest of the night passes without any further disturbances
Here's a section of the video my bud was able to record, I don't know if I'll ever be able to go camping again after this though.

>>31866104
bump

>>31866377

>>31866377
kek

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>>31866382
>>31866503

Do you guys really not have content to bump with? These threads have been going on for years, how have you not developed a decent collection of creepypasta? I would contribute more but I'm trying to finish an assignment and can't afford to spend my whole night dumping my folder.

>>31866615
haven't gotten them sorted. Their scattered all over 4-5 folders with more than 1500 pic each. I've got my own work to do as well.

>>31866104
>Just strange stuff that make your skin crawl, but it takes you a minute to register what the fuck just happened. When my sister used to be a baby she would stare over my mothers shoulder and laugh and make faces when no one was there.

>My dogs growling and howling at something for a minute or two then complete silence. They were kept outside.

>As said earlier, we used to hang up tails of squirrels and coons on our shed as if they were tallies. Then they would go missing and something would get into the dog food.

>ALWAYS FINDING DEAD BIRDS

>tracking a deer a family friend shot, when coming up on it seeing some thing jet off into the brush

>UNGODLY crying from some sort of dying animal at night every so often. It got so loud one time my dad called over family friends and went into the woods armed. Shot a bunch, then came back.

> weird ass foot prints.

>that reliasation that your not on top of the food chain atm followed by the need to leave.
I'd like to point out that this one was huge. Once a week Id have a flight or fight moment. My sister as well. There was a time where me and the neighbor kid were walking, stopped, looked at each other, and took off running the way we came in sync. Tall grass or corn was the worst for me and still sets me on edge.

>>31866695

None of those things are particularly strange.

>>31866724
Where do fuck do you live? Hell?

>>31866785
Somebody has to live in San Fransico

>>31859610
That sounds eerily similar to a story out of WWI at the battle of Mons where a mysterious dog creature was mauling British and German troops. Bodies of missing patrols were found all torn up with their throats ripped out with no trace of gunshots or explosions

>Go innawoods
>See some freaky shit but it's cool because I noped the fuck out in time

Does anyone ever die in these stories goddamn

>>31867094
If they died we wouldn't even have a story in first place.

>>31857416
You spooped me

>>31867149
>Implying some of the posters on this board aren't dead already.

>>31866680
just post them tomorrow bro

>>31866785
>>31866695
>she would stare over my mothers shoulder and laugh and make faces when no one was there.
Believe it or not but babies are fully capable of thought and imagination and will often have playful thoughts and reactions on their own in the absence of specific stimuli. Nothing supernatural about that.

> they would go missing and something would get into the dog food
There are plenty of ominivores and scavenger animals that would gladly grab an animal tail and dog food to snack on. They may look funny but opossums are not supernatural creatures.

>DEAD BIRDS
There are a lot of birds in the sky, and most of them also happen to be mortal creatures and subject to death. The circle of life is not supernatural activity.

>when coming up on it seeing some thing jet off into the brush
There are plenty of scavenger animals that would gladly eat a dead deer but aren't willing to fight humans over it. Coyotes are not supernatural creatures.

>UNGODLY crying from some sort of dying animal at night
Pretty much every animal I can think of makes horrible sounds when they die, including people. Again, most animals are mortal creatures which tend to die or be killed, often at night. Nothing supernatural about that.

>weird ass foot prints.
"Weird ass" is a little vague but it's far more likely that you simply were incapable of identifying the prints than that they belonged to some supernatural creature.

>There was a time where me and the neighbor kid
It sounds like you and your friend are huge faggots, and probably think alike and are flighty after spending so much time inside eachother's buttholes. This sort of faggotry is actually quite natural, and again does not constitute supernatural activity.

tl;dr Most of the "strange stuff" you described is actually just typical of completely normal aspects of nature such as animals existing and being mortal. I'm not sure how you don't know this and yet I'm the one who apparently lives in hell/san francisco

>>31867254
>shitposting from beyond the grave
>not even in death can you leave this place.

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>>31861107

>>31867279
Do you have flee from feral gays anons?

>>31867288
*to

Not innawoods but I basically live innawoods.
This story goes over about 10 years.

>Be me 10 yrs old at the time
>playing in woods across from house like I always do.
>Fucking around with my pocket knives in some shitty off brand BDU's playing army guy
>tinykommando.jpg
>I hear shit going down over the side of the hill, pack of coyotes run past.
>freak out cause I'm a little fucking kid and fuck fighting off coyotes.
>Make it back to house.

Alright fuck greentext. When I was around 12 my mother was diagnosed with cancer, it was just skin cancer but it was enough to send her into deep depression about it, she always did do a good job of keeping a happy face on for myself and my two sisters though. TO compensate she throws herself into her hobbies, one of which was and still is collecting antique dolls.

Within a few months her collection grows from about 50 to over 250 (currently at 600, swear to god) dolls ranging from late 1700's to vintage barbies. So some of them are absolutely haunted so I just stay away from my basement now.

Anyway she bought something from this chick on ebay, she later called her up with some questions about the dress or whatever. The lady on the line says something along the lines of "Are you sitting in the front room with the blue curtains and red oriental rug?" (keep in mind this is before google earth kicked ass also you cant see that room from google earth even now)

"Yes how did you know that?"
"I'm a (insert supernatural shit here)"
my mom was fairly spooped at that point but she is a big fan of supernatural stuff, even claiming to have her own experiences with ghosts. She talks to the lady for a bit and she mentions that the woods across from our house are haunted, the ones I play in.
Needless to say I didn't go in those woods anymore.

Now what I havent mentioned yet is that I would have a recurring nightmare for the majority of my life. In those woods there was a dead tree alog the tree line with a sing

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always a fun story

>>31867374
In those woods there was a dead tree alog the tree line with a single branch that extended at 90 degrees for about 3 or so feet. In my dreams there would always be this tall (maybe 8 or so feet) black thing that would be staring at me with its arm drooped over that branch. As I got older the dream started getting longer and more vivid. When they started I was just looking at it from my window, as I got older I would be in my front doorway, then eventually in my front yard.

It progressed to me being chased through the woods by this thing.
Around 12 is also when I started sleep walking. It wouldnt happen often but when it did they would find me in the front yard, standing and staring into the woods.

Over the years we started having things happening in our home. Doors opening, lights flicking on. That kinda shit. Never any harm or anything broken, just casper the friendly ghost shit.

>>31856842
Daddy slipped you some shit and sold your virgin ass to his millionaire friend.
Who apparently likes to ass rape virgins while wearing a goat head!

>>31867425
Nothing really ever happened that I could see but I constantly had a feeling of dread in my home and would sleep often and was generally just lethargic and irritable.

Once I moved away for college, met a girl and started dating(still am), her best friend is a straight up clairvoyant, fathers a pastor of some church in PA where apparently they did devil worship for a good while so they have had alot of encounters of shit like crosses flying off the wall, but I'll write about her later.


She says she can see peoples aura, I dont really believe in that but whatever, I'll entertain it, could be fun. She talks about how most good people are greens and blues, shit like that but mine is a dark greenish brown.
>/k/ommandoaura.jpg

This is important later.

My 18th birthday rolls around and I go to lunch with my sister, we get to talking about spooky stuff at the house growing up and also because its late october, she tells me about our other sister (sarah, oldest, Im the baby). Turns out she was having the same dreams I was having but never told me about it because they did't want to scare me. Her room had windows that faced the "Haunted" woods. From a young age she refused to sleep in there because of "ghosts" and would sleep in my other sisters bed. As she got older she stopped doing so and slept in her own room.

>>31867498
Her dreams apparently were worse than mine, she would wake up in a sleep paralysis state and have the dark figure standing over her, sometimes hurting her.

So back to me, during that first year in college my parents went out of town for the weekend and asked me to watch the dogs, missing my dogs I said of course.

I brought my girl to spend the weekend with me and drink while engaging in sexy times.

I'm just going to call my ghost tim.

So we were at my place having fun and trying to play with my doggos but they were being standoffish, I chucked it up to them not knowing her. We went downstairs and watched a movie and got ready for bed.

I should mention after my oldest sister left I moved into her room because it was bigger, this is the one she had sleep paralysis in.

The whole time I had my usual feeling of dread but just chucked it up to me hating my house because bad memories. We went to sleep. Late in the night I swear to fucking god the house started shaking like a damn leaf and it sounded like a freight train was going through the hall. I hear a voice scream "ANON!!!" I jump out of bed with a war cry, ass naked, ram my door open with my kukri in hand to battle the beast that has been fucking with me for years. Nothing was there but my dogs were freaking the fuck out.I calmed them down and went back to bed. . Largeballs.jpg

I asked my girl why she screamed my name, she insisted she didnt, she felt the shaking and everything aswell so I know I'm not crazy.

She was thouroughly spooped so I took her back to her dorm the next day and went back home to look after my dogs and finger fuck my guns.

The dread i felt that day was like no other, it was truly draining. I end up making a few crosses in my woodshop and hang them in various places like above my bedroom windows and such.
I dont want to talk about what happened that night.

When I came back her clairvoyant best friend was shocked to see me.

>>31867578
My girl had told her everything and she was scared for me. I looked like a damn junkie after that night. She said she thought my aura may be brown because the damn thing was feeding off me my whole life. She told me poeple that have dark colored auras are always shitty people but that I was a good person (I am you faggots).

When I slept at my dorm I didnt have the nightmares, when I went home the following summer they started back up, I became lethargic and irritable again. In one nightmare I even ended up strangling one of the ghosts in my dream. It was sick.


So coming out of this at least I know my fight response is way more powerful than my flight.

>>31861078
One day that kid will make a lot of horse fetish people very happy

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I can't greentext, so I won't. I'm still unsure of what I saw, but I think it was a spooky. Basically, my family owns land in upstate Pennsylvania, in the Allegheny national forest. It's been in my family since 1913. But I digress. I used to go up there a few times a year to dick around at camp. There was a house up there that my grandfather built in the sixties that we all stayed in. I was there with my mom, dad, grandfather, two siblings, and various distant kinfolk in late November. On the third night, I was up at 2 or 3am, because I was and still am an insomniac. I was trying to look at the moon (I was six at the time) and was in our back porch room. I was looking at it while it was over a scanty tree line. And I saw my cousin. Cousin Nate. He was standing by a creek about 50 or so meters into the tree line. I tried to call out to him, because little me thought it was odd for him to be out so late. He turns around, and something was wrong. His face wasn't set right. He was just...wrong. I open the back door and wave to him. After a delay of about five or six seconds he waves back. But it wasn't smooth. He was waving jerkily, like someone who had never done it before.

>>31869369
I say "Whatcha doin'?" to him. He didn't react, really. But he said "Hello" back. It wasn't his voice. I still remember it. It was like a dog trying to vomit while mimicking human speech. He starts moving toward me, but in a halting, jerking fashion. Kinda like the arm wave. I smelt an awful smell that I didn't know at the time. The closest approximation I could think of is when I mixed hydrochloric acid with aluminum foil in chemistry.
This wasn't Nate.
I slammed the screen door, but I couldn't hit the latch because I was shaking much too bad. In the span of the few seconds it took me to slam the door and fumble the lock, this not-Nate managed to cross the 50 meters to the treeline. I was watching through the door, and not-Nate was pale. Super-pale. Like, pre-makeup, bloodless corpse pale. It said something like "WURTCHERDUERG." to me, in the same inhuman voice. Now, I bolt through the porch room into the house proper. On my final peek back before I screamed for my family, it was leering at me through the mesh door. Not trying to break in. Just standing there, with it's deathly pale and inhumanly emotionless face.
My grandpa is down by now, pissed that I woke him up, but he can't get anything out of me because I'm practically in shock. Once I calm down and give him a less detailed rundown of what I saw, a change came over him. He had a set, firm expression. He told me it was a dream, and to go back to sleep. But after I went upstairs, I heard him go down them. I peeked from the top, and saw he had what I now know is a Winchester Model 70. 30 or so minutes later, a gunshot. Then 4 more.

And that's about it. Next night at dinner (Nate is present here), I ask him about what happened. Grandpa (in a "shut the hell up" voice) tells me it was just a nightmare. He denied the gunshots too, saying it was all just a dream. I still don't feel safe at that camp, but had no more encounters like that. Sorry this was so long.

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>>31869456
Random question: Where does the mouth of this creek start?

>>31856694


I picture group of furries camping to be spooky. Just picture a shit ton of furries running through the forest, making animal sounds, just having a furry orgy out in bum fuck no where. Picture stumbling upon that scene?

Now picture how horrifying it'd be when they all stop and look at you at the same time. Slowly getting up, rubbing their furry nipples as they start to approach you. You are now the fox to their fox hunt, the hunt is on for your sweet ass. You drop your bag and turn to run, your legs carrying you as fast as they can...it's not enough, you know they're gaining on you quickly.

They finally chase you to what is a dead end...you came prepared though. You pull out your conceal carry pistol. Making your last stand, you begin to unload in their general direction. They channel their inner furry, gaining the powers of a hydra. For every one you kill, two more take its place.

The slide to your pistol finally locks back, you then realize that you should of saved one round for yourself.

Now picture the scene from black hawk down. When all the mudslime finally take Michael Durant. You're the Durant, the mudslime are the furries. They now have your sweet ass.

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>>31869838
The fuck i just read....

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>>31869838
You've given this some thought haven't you?

>>31870926
Magic

>>31871048

Nah.
I just copy pasta from a dif thread.

>>31869838
>implying any of them aren't fat NEETs who can catch me
mmmkay

>>31871401

You ran I to a dead end.
How are you suppose to get out of a dead end?
Dumbass.

A lot of furries are actually fit. A lot of them tend to be gay, gays take care of their body.

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Spoopy inna story with extra hard on, was posted a few years back here.