September 27, 2025 • 30 mins
Volume #10 Strange Stories, Unexplained Encounters, Cryptids & the Paranormal
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Speaker 1 (00:02):
Hello, friends, and welcome to our tenth episode of listeners
submitted stories. This series continues to be one of our
most popular and we continue to be amazed at all
the strange encounters our listeners have experienced. A huge thank
you goes out to those that have chosen to share
their personal stories with all of us, and as always,
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the following stories are unedited and can be very frightening.
These are told in the way that they were sent in,
as written by the person who experienced the encounter. We
also ask that you please respect those who have shared
their stories with us, and also respect everyone in the
comments section while discussing these encounters. Many of these stories
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have never been shared, even to family and friends. Bill
and myself both feel it's important to provide a platform
for others to share these personal, strange and often supernatural
encounters without fear of judgment or ridicule, and we're happy
to continue doing so. And now I invite you to
come with me on this journey into the unexplained. Sit back, relax,
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and let's begin backcountry camping trip. In nineteen seventy five,
my brother and I just loved to back country camp
in the beautiful Shenandoah Mountains, nestled in the soft Rolling
Ranges of Virginia. We had a spot we picked out
years earlier that was about a mile from the nearest firebreak.
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Each year we would haul out just a little more
equipment to make the experience more comfortable. Now, we never
brought any guns or hunting equipment because we were into
just for the enjoyment of the clean air, views, quiet,
and the sights and sounds of the various animals.
Speaker 2 (01:49):
This year we.
Speaker 1 (01:50):
Actually went through the trouble of bringing out a car
battery to power the stereo to provide a party atmosphere
around the fire pit at night. As usual, we stopped
at the ranger station before we drove up Skyline Drive
to let them know where we'd be camped. At the time,
the rangers informed us that the bear population had increased
to about one bear per square mile. We both looked
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at each other and were probably simultaneously thinking that's a
lot of bears. Anyway, that didn't stop us. We drove
about halfway into the park to a little firebreak we
knew of near our favorite camping spot, and started hauling
everything to the site. It took us two trips about
a mile into the woods. The camp site was incredible,
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as it abudded a natural overlook that had a sweeping
view of the Shenandoah Valley.
Speaker 2 (02:41):
At night.
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From some rock outcroppings, you could see the faint lights
of some farmsteads way down below, and a bountiful story
sky above our heads. We just sat out there on
the rocks, talking and laughing, listening to the great music,
and we're downing some Hennessy, sipping whiskey oh so slow.
We were feeling quite peace after finishing off about half
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of the Hennessy and thought it was time to hit
the sack and walk the short distance back.
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To the campsite.
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We decided to tie the food in a cooler way
up in a tree a good distance from the campsite
so as not tent tie any bears that night. At
the time, we had noticed that it was very, very quiet.
We could no longer hear the buzzing of the locusts.
Even the faint breeze from the cliffs seemed to die off.
Thinking it was strange, we then settled in and were
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talking to each other from ten to ten, laughing about
whatever came to mind. Then we heard the sound of
a very large branch breaking nearby. You could tell it
was a thick branch from the low pitched thunk it made,
and it had to be made by a large animal.
It seemed like the entire forest became incredibly quiet. We
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quietly acknowledged about what we had heard and were anticipating
the sounds of some creature walking around the woods. After that,
then we heard the sound of another large branch cracking
intwo This was even closer still. We didn't say a
word and just listened intently. James whispered that it was
probably a bear. I wasn't so sure after that, because
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what I heard next sounded more like a bipedal creature
because I could definitely hear what seemed to be the
footfall of two large feet in the crunchy leaves. If
it was a bear, you would be able to hear
multiple footfalls through the leaves. We had previously seen and
heard enough bears that we could tell the difference. At
that point, we were transfixed with fear, just waiting for
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what may happen next. Then all of a sudden, the
creature picked up its pace and ran towards my tent.
Whatever it was it was stop just on the other
side of my tent fabric. I softly said, James, it's
at my tent. He didn't say anything back. Then I
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heard a soft grunt outside my tent. Then the grunt
changed a kind of snort, then grunting again. I was
guessing it was a bear and just hoped it would
move on since the food was tied off in the tree.
I couldn't tell what it was, but I remember thinking
that it didn't sound like any bear I'd ever heard before,
and I was trying to decide if it could be
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a deer, but quickly thought that deer wouldn't be wandering
around the woods at night, but would probably be betted
down for the night. I kept as still as a
statue while this thing was just on the other side
of my tent. Then my brother's voice suddenly pierced the air, saying, Okay,
whoever you are, we have a gun and we're going
to shoot you. I swear, thank god he said something.
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I thought I was going to die of a heart
attack or this thing was going to charge through my
tent and snatch me, never to be heard from again.
James then repeated his threat. Just then, whatever it was
started to slowly back up and away from my tent.
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Again.
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It sounded like a very heavy creature and walking by pedily.
We could hear the steps continue until the forest became
quiet again. We never got out of our tents either,
possibly foolishly thinking they were providing some protection. I don't
know how I ever got to sleep that night, but
I must have. At the time, though, I was still
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curious about how the creature sounded like it was walking
on two legs. It couldn't have been a deer, and
I wondered if it could have even been a bear
unless it was walking on two legs. There were no
wolves in the forest either.
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At the time.
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I'd never even heard of a sasquatch, so that idea
never occurred to me until many years later. I'd passed
off that experience for decades until I started hearing about
and researching about the Bigfoot. Then the experience came flooding back.
About the weird sounds of hearing such a heavy, two
legged creature. Back then, always assumed it had to be
a bear, despite what I clearly heard and remembered. However,
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the idea that we could have encountered a very different
creature so many years ago was apparent when my research
discovered that there were big foot encounters in the Shenandoahs,
even as far back as the nineteenth century. Just thinking
about that still gives me the shivers, not knowing what
we really encountered so long ago and made it out
of those woods alive to tell the story. I haven't
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been back country camping since. Thank you, signed Scott.
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The little Men.
Speaker 1 (07:25):
When my husband was a child, he used to see
what he called the little men in his house. He
saw them a few times from about eight years old
to maybe twelve even, only see them at night and
only in his basement, never outside or in anyone else's home.
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He describes them as being.
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About seven or eight inches tall, and they are all
one solid color, as if they were wearing morph suits.
He saw red ones, green ones, and cream colored ones,
no facial features, no hair, etc. He said they really
looked like people in morph suits. They were completely silent,
no sound while running, no talking, etc. But he did
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hear them open and closed drawers, cabinets and other things.
Whenever one would see that he saw them, they'd run
off into a bathroom or the laundry room. He would
follow them, but they'd be gone by the time he
got there. Once he saw one going in the cabinet
under his bathroom sink in the basement, and when he looked,
it was gone. There was always more than one at
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a time. He never saw just one, he said. They
used to weird him out, but not really scare him.
They were usually running along the walls and not really
out in the middle of a room. The basement was
well lit and he could clearly see them. Of course,
his family didn't believe him because he was a child.
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He had a friend sleep over one night and they
were in the basement playing video games. His friends stopped
playing and ask him something like, did.
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You see that?
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I just saw two small red people run into the bathroom.
That's when he got scared and told his friend how
he was hoping it was only his imagination, and explained
everything to him. The two of them saw them a
few more times until they just weren't there anymore. A
few years later, my husband thinks that they were either
collecting something or looking for something. They seemed very exploratory
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in nature. Nothing was ever missing that he noticed. He
was a kid, so he hadn't been drinking or anything
like that.
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At all.
Speaker 1 (09:27):
My husband absolutely does not lie. His friend sadly passed away,
so I can't ask him about the little men, and
no one else saw them. My husband doesn't really like
talking about these beings, but said it was okay if
I ask you all. He always got the feeling that
they weren't malicious, but that he shouldn't go hunting for
them too much. So does anyone have an idea what
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these may have been? Thank you all so much for
lying me to share his story. Signed Autumn. My experience
living on Evil Land. It began in the summer of
twenty thirteen when I got a divorce and had to
move out of my home in the suburbs of southern California.
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I met someone my current husband, pretty soon after the divorce,
and things moved quickly, and he asked me to move
in with him, and I accepted. He had just bought
his dream cabin on a local mountain range with an
inheritancy receipt. We were in southern California, and the mountains
and lake or popular tourist destinations. At the time, I
was struggling a lot. I had to quit my teaching
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job due to severe stress and had lost a substantial
amount of weight and was barely one hundred pounds. Looking back,
I was probably an easy target due to my vulnerable state.
We moved that winter just in time for me to
vacate my previous home i'd once shared with my axe.
It had just stormed and there was ice and snow
on the ground. The new house was really dark and
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just felt sad to me, especially on cold, snowy days.
But it was a beautiful cabin that was on a
long private dirt road in the woods. The house was
a larger chalet style home with dark wood beams, brick
and wood walls, and a big, old wood burning stove.
Shortly after moving in, we found that the lady that
had previously owned it was hit by a drunk driver
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and had to move into a care facility for the
severely impaired, which kind of creeped us out a bit.
I immediately realized I didn't quite like living in the mountains.
The people in the town, especially our handful of neighbors,
were really strange, paranoid and rough. There was just a
negative energy there, especially in certain parts of the mountain.
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I was so in love with my then boyfriend that
I thought I wanted to make him happy and knew
how much he loved it there, so I didn't say
anything at first. The first time I noticed the negative
energy was about a week after we moved in. We
went for a hike towards early evening. We wanted to
explore the miles of wilderness behind our home and were
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excited as we walked further along we saw old, abandoned
ranches and log cabins. There was even one area that
had some evidence of witchcraft. There were many local legends
of a satanic culture referred to themselves as goat men.
As we walked into a thickly wooded area, all the
hair on my body suddenly stood up, and I noticed
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an electric charge in the atmosphere, along with noticeable deafening silence.
I tried to ignore this creepy feeling and kept walking.
A few minutes later, my husband to be stopped in
front of me and said he just realized we weren't
on the trail anymore. We looked back, and sure enough,
there was no trail in sight. The sun was now
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setting and the scenery was disorienting. After about an hour
of trying to find our way home, I started to cry.
It felt like we were going in circles, and I
was sure we'd end up as missing people. But luckily
we found a trail that let us back home. I
think that this was the day something from the land
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attached itself to me. Soon after the incident in the woods,
I started to feel oppressed by something very dark. I
started doing things that are really out of character, like
binge drinking and picking fights. I would almost go into
a trance, and from what my husband tells me, I'd
run out into the forest and disappear for hours during fights,
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even late at night. I have no recollection of this.
I only remember standing in front of our house late
at night, with cut up, bare feet and being confused
and disoriented. My husband would be upset and tell me
he had been frantically looking for me for hours, but
it never seemed to me as if any time had passed.
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I got a job working at a local church camp.
I'm not super religious, but jobs up there are scarce.
I noticed that the only time I felt semi normal
was while I was at work. I felt like I
was having some kind of internal battle between good and evil. Well,
I spiraled down at home. I got diagnosed with a
severe illness that no doctor could really explain, was constantly
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in the hospital and was put on heavy narcotics, which
only aggravated my spiral downward. We seemed to have really
bad luck too. For instance, one time, my husband was
driving in a really remote part of the mountain when
his car broke down, so I jumped in my car
to go pick him up, when suddenly my car blew
a gasket through the hood, which no mechanic had ever
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seen or could explain. I had to hitchhike to where
my husband was and we had to tow both cars.
My husband's car had absolutely nothing wrong with it and
worked just fine after we had it towed. Yet it
would always break down periodically, and always in a remote
part of town. With those self service we lived way
off the beaten path, deep in the woods. Something always
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seemed to go really wrong. Just before things would go wrong,
I'd get that creepy feeling where my hair stood up,
and the feeling of electricity was in the atmosphere as
things progressed. One day, after drinking and taking pills, I
remember feeling pulled out into the forest.
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I went stumbling through the woods.
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Sobbing and having an overwhelming urge to kill myself. I
kept thinking that was the only way out. This was
a common thing I started doing, and it was as
if I was in some kind of trance. I remember
constantly feeling paralyzed with fear, sorrow.
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And despair.
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I began to feel like my true self was gone
and I couldn't get to her. I began to feel numb.
Regardless of how much I was unraveling at home, I
was still functional at work and even managed to get
a few promotions. It felt like I had two personalities
at first. Around this time, weird things started to happen
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around the house. It would start with the electrical feeling goosebumps,
and then bam, all the lights and ceiling fans would
turn on full blast, all on their own. I'd come
home from work and think someone was in our home
because all the lights would be on. One time, I
was sleeping and I could hear the remote control button
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for the fans speed clicking on and bam, all the
lights and fans turned on. I would get out of
bed and yell stop it and hide the remotes for
the fans and TV.
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It started taunting me.
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It would turn on all the electronics late at night,
if I laid down for a nap, or any time
I was laying in my room feeling depressed, it was
like it knew that pushed me over the edge. Around
this time, we felt an oppressive presence and like it
was watching asleep. It was then that what had been
causing all the problems revealed itself to me. There was
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a small wooden door in our bedroom that led to
the attic, and one night I had a nightmare that
felt incredibly real of watching myself sleep from a different
angle in the room when a pure black demon with
tight black, shiny skin, red eyes, and a goat looking
head and giant horns came out of that door and
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was crouched down watching me sleep by my bedside, while
breathing what looked like smoke down around my body. As
it stood up and reached for me with its long,
pointy fingers. I suddenly woke up, choking, and in a panic,
I looked over and the attic door was open. Now,
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that door was extremely hard to open, and you had
to really tug at it due to it not fitting
quite right and rubbing against the doorframe. We always left
it shut because it was cold, creepy and drafty.
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Up there terrifying.
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After that, I dreaded going to sleep and would often
stay up all night, drinking and descending into madness. No
matter where I was, I always had the sensation of
being watched, but I was too afraid to sleep, especially
in our room when all the electronics would turn on,
or when I'd get goosebumps.
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I knew the demon was near.
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It really scared me that I couldn't see it, but
I knew what it looked like, and I could feel
its presence. Things at work eventually even got weird too,
and I could barely function. I felt like I was
hanging on by a thread. I was an emotional, suicidal
wreck and in heavy counseling, drinking heavily and popping pills.
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My relationship was on the rocks, and I had become
a regular at the bar and liquor stores. I was
completely out of control and was beginning to get evil,
intrusive thoughts. One night, I was in a rage and
picked a fight with my husband. I don't remember it,
but the next day, when I was begging him forgiveness
after he threatened to leave, he told me I didn't
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even look like myself and that my eyes and face
looked dark and evil the previous night while we argued.
Then he told me that I had shoved and hit him,
and my heart broke into me in pieces. I'm not
an angry, violent person at all. Normally that broke me.
I couldn't stop acting that way though, no matter how
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hard I tried. I hated myself. One night, I got
a call from a friend from my hometown who also happens.
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To have abilities.
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She told me that the land there was bad and
that she won't go up there to visit me, and
that I should consider moving home. She had a friend
that had also moved up there after divorce and experienced
a similar oppression and fled the home in the middle
of the night, taking only her animals. She had seen
something that she refused to talk about. It clicked right then.
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Whatever was up there there was evil and was affecting
me deeply. I broke down and begged my husband to leave.
He is the type to do anything for me, So
we both started job hunting in the town we wanted
to move to, and he listed the house for sale.
The second I got hired, I threw some clothes and
my dog in my car and never looked back once. Luckily,
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our home sold pretty quickly because we had priced it
to sell asap. The dread slowly lifted as I made
my way down the mountain and back into the city,
and I felt like I could breathe. I remember thinking
how dark it always felt up there, with all the trees.
It felt suffocating. Within a month of moving away, I
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started to feel back to normal. At first, there was
still some activity, like the demonic dreams and one time
being woke up by something that felt like a pillow
hitting me with a crazy force across the face. About
a month after moving, I decided to have a cleansing
done by a reiki master and psychic medium. I was
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stunned and terrified when the reki master slash medium described
my evil attachment in detail just as I saw it,
and it even shook her to the core and scared her. Frankly,
it wasn't easy to remove, but moving away and abstaining
from taking any substances had weakened its grasp significantly. It
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mostly stopped after the healing sessions, prayer, and self protection exercises,
and I completely lost any desire to drink and switch
medications to a non narcotic I've never been a drinker
and to this day have on average one or two
beers a year. My personality went back to my happy,
loving self. The thoughts of suicide seemed like a bizarre memory.
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My marriage is solid and we are like any normal,
boring couple. A few months after, we did receive a
call from the couple who bought our house asking if
we ever noticed weird or demonic activity in the home.
They just kind of made a joke like, haha, never mind,
We'll just stick to our plan to get an exorcism done.
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I felt like there was no point in telling them,
as it was never the home, it was the land.
It was like a terrible nightmare that creeps me out
just telling my story. I even avoid talking or thinking
about it due to weird feelings he gives me. I
feel like part of my soul is gone forever. I
can never take back what I put my poor husband through.
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I'll never view things the same. I know there is
real evil out there and it wanted my soul. Thank you,
Signed Anonymous, the Supernatural Traveler and his dog Ve thank
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you so much for reading my last story. It really
brought some joy to my heart to hear you read it.
I'm sending in another story and this story is absolutely true.
Feel free to edit this story. How are you see fit?
I noticed that you edited a word out in my
last story, and I apologize for having that in there.
So I just wanted to give you the freedom to
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do with this story as you need to in order to.
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Read it comfortably.
Speaker 1 (23:25):
Thanks again, and I hope you enjoy this story and
I hope it's not too long. One day, as I
sat in my vehicle on the shore of one of
my favorite lakes in Texas, I was privileged to behold
one of the most fascinating sights I'd ever seen in
my life. This is a well known state park that
stretches for ten miles with many horseback riding trails, biking trails.
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And walking trails.
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Though a very beautiful park with mildly rolling hills running
through it, some interesting lore about this lake is that
it's known for a cult gatherings coupled with mysterious and
dark activities which occur out in its woods. Just to
give you a little more of the nature of the
state park, I'll say this quickly before I get into
my main story. One day, I was one or two
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miles out in the woods, exploring some of its old
and seldom used roads, when I happened upon a circular
area that seemed like a gathering place. It occurred to
me that this might be a place where the infamous
Satanic gatherings or rituals might have taken place. And to
be honest with you, it was as if I could
scinse that there were spirits there and I was being
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watched by more than one person, though there was nobody around.
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Making my way.
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Out of that area, I suddenly saw the image of
what is known as the eye of horse hovering in
the air about six foot off the ground, and it
was about twenty feet away from me, acting almost as
if it was hiding from me behind a tree. I'm
sure that there are those who are familiar with the
design of the eye of horse. It was exactly like
the design that depicted in pictures, and it was perpendicular,
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about a foot tall and completely red. It was intently
watching me as it hovered in the air, being transparent
in appearance yet being red. It was like an apparition.
It followed me, and as it followed it would disappear
and then reappear from tree to tree, moving along with
me as I walked through the woods. Strangely, it would
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act like it was literally peering from behind the tree
at me. Seeing that it was determined to watch me,
I made up my mind that I would not let
it scare me, though I grappled with encroaching fear as
it watched me. I spoke to it and told it
that it could not do anything to me, that it
was not allowed by the most High God. I made
it back to my car and haven't seen this red
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apparition since. But again, I haven't been back in that
area since. The park is absolutely beautiful, but I always
make it a point to get out of the park
when dusk begins to set. In getting on with my story,
I've spent many hours of study, meditation, and prayer out
on those shores of this lake, and as I meditate,
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I will gaze out across the lake. On this particular day,
I sat gazing out across the lake in my thoughts
when suddenly I saw a man climbing up out of
the lake water as if he was climbing up out
of an old cellar, dressed in casual everyday clothing. He
also carried a large bag across his back. I was
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astonished as I watched this anomaly taking place out on
the surface of the water, questioning if I was really
seeing what I was seeing. He climbed completely up out
of the lake and onto the surface of the water,
as if he had stepped out on dry land. Behind
this man, climbing up out of the same mysterious hole,
came a large dog, which also stepped up onto the
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surface of the water without sinking.
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These two.
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The man of the dog proceeded to walk across the
surface of the water without making any splashes with their
feet until they reached the lake shore, and then continued
walking up over the landscape until they disappeared out of
my sight traveling in the direction of the city. Now,
this body of water does not have any man made
structures built within its banks. Having experienced this only a
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few years back, I've only told this story to about
two or more people. If it helps in unraveling the
mystery of what I saw that day, I would like
to share some information with you that was shared with
me from whom I believed to be a very legitimate source.
This information comes from an ex occultist who had mastered
many mysteries of esoteric knowledge. He claims that any body
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of water on the earth is a portal to and
from the unseen realm, and this excultist claims to practice
this craft himself to travel into the unseen realm. Now,
I'm not advising anyone to do something like this, but
my reason for mentioning this is to possibly make sense
of what I say that day. Feel free to make
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of it what you will. The spirit realm is strange
and very real, and is able to do things that
man's carnal reasoning does not want to accept. I know
what I saw that day, and both the man and
the dog were in solid form. And I know that
man has been given the powers to do supernatural things,
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both in the Kingdom of darkness and in the Kingdom
of light. But sadly, man is too logical to pursue
the powers that are at his disposal. I know that
Jesus walked on the water, and if he walked on
the water, mankind has been given a subtle yet loudly
spoken message that he also can do the same. I
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believe we should press into the spirit realm to learn
more and to obtain the ability to do supernatural things,
but even the complacent get a glimpse of its mysteries
once in a while. Well, I hope that these stories
hold more closed to unlocking the mysteries of the un realm.
I personally believe that science fiction isn't really fiction and
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that anything is possible and that makes life really exciting
with an element of danger. Thank you again for presenting
my story. Sincerely, Clifton.
Speaker 2 (29:21):
Well. Friends. That's it for episode.
Speaker 1 (29:24):
Ten, another set of amazing stories. Let us know what
you think about these stories in the comments below, and
please be respectful opinions of others. Have you ever had
any strange encounters that you'd like to share, by all
means please email them to us at National Park Mysteries
ytatgmail dot com. We love reading and sharing your encounters
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with ghosts, cryptids, humanoids, demons, or any other type of
unknown entity or any experience that is beyond explanation. Once again,
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Meanwhile, be good.
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To yourselves and each other. I'm Steve Stockton and I'll
talk to you next time.
Hello, friends, and welcome to our tenth episode of listeners
submitted stories. This series continues to be one of our
most popular and we continue to be amazed at all
the strange encounters our listeners have experienced. A huge thank
you goes out to those that have chosen to share
their personal stories with all of us, and as always,
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the following stories are unedited and can be very frightening.
These are told in the way that they were sent in,
as written by the person who experienced the encounter. We
also ask that you please respect those who have shared
their stories with us, and also respect everyone in the
comments section while discussing these encounters. Many of these stories
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have never been shared, even to family and friends. Bill
and myself both feel it's important to provide a platform
for others to share these personal, strange and often supernatural
encounters without fear of judgment or ridicule, and we're happy
to continue doing so. And now I invite you to
come with me on this journey into the unexplained. Sit back, relax,
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and let's begin backcountry camping trip. In nineteen seventy five,
my brother and I just loved to back country camp
in the beautiful Shenandoah Mountains, nestled in the soft Rolling
Ranges of Virginia. We had a spot we picked out
years earlier that was about a mile from the nearest firebreak.
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Each year we would haul out just a little more
equipment to make the experience more comfortable. Now, we never
brought any guns or hunting equipment because we were into
just for the enjoyment of the clean air, views, quiet,
and the sights and sounds of the various animals.
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This year we.
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Actually went through the trouble of bringing out a car
battery to power the stereo to provide a party atmosphere
around the fire pit at night. As usual, we stopped
at the ranger station before we drove up Skyline Drive
to let them know where we'd be camped. At the time,
the rangers informed us that the bear population had increased
to about one bear per square mile. We both looked
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at each other and were probably simultaneously thinking that's a
lot of bears. Anyway, that didn't stop us. We drove
about halfway into the park to a little firebreak we
knew of near our favorite camping spot, and started hauling
everything to the site. It took us two trips about
a mile into the woods. The camp site was incredible,
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as it abudded a natural overlook that had a sweeping
view of the Shenandoah Valley.
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At night.
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From some rock outcroppings, you could see the faint lights
of some farmsteads way down below, and a bountiful story
sky above our heads. We just sat out there on
the rocks, talking and laughing, listening to the great music,
and we're downing some Hennessy, sipping whiskey oh so slow.
We were feeling quite peace after finishing off about half
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of the Hennessy and thought it was time to hit
the sack and walk the short distance back.
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To the campsite.
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We decided to tie the food in a cooler way
up in a tree a good distance from the campsite
so as not tent tie any bears that night. At
the time, we had noticed that it was very, very quiet.
We could no longer hear the buzzing of the locusts.
Even the faint breeze from the cliffs seemed to die off.
Thinking it was strange, we then settled in and were
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talking to each other from ten to ten, laughing about
whatever came to mind. Then we heard the sound of
a very large branch breaking nearby. You could tell it
was a thick branch from the low pitched thunk it made,
and it had to be made by a large animal.
It seemed like the entire forest became incredibly quiet. We
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quietly acknowledged about what we had heard and were anticipating
the sounds of some creature walking around the woods. After that,
then we heard the sound of another large branch cracking
intwo This was even closer still. We didn't say a
word and just listened intently. James whispered that it was
probably a bear. I wasn't so sure after that, because
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what I heard next sounded more like a bipedal creature
because I could definitely hear what seemed to be the
footfall of two large feet in the crunchy leaves. If
it was a bear, you would be able to hear
multiple footfalls through the leaves. We had previously seen and
heard enough bears that we could tell the difference. At
that point, we were transfixed with fear, just waiting for
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what may happen next. Then all of a sudden, the
creature picked up its pace and ran towards my tent.
Whatever it was it was stop just on the other
side of my tent fabric. I softly said, James, it's
at my tent. He didn't say anything back. Then I
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heard a soft grunt outside my tent. Then the grunt
changed a kind of snort, then grunting again. I was
guessing it was a bear and just hoped it would
move on since the food was tied off in the tree.
I couldn't tell what it was, but I remember thinking
that it didn't sound like any bear I'd ever heard before,
and I was trying to decide if it could be
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a deer, but quickly thought that deer wouldn't be wandering
around the woods at night, but would probably be betted
down for the night. I kept as still as a
statue while this thing was just on the other side
of my tent. Then my brother's voice suddenly pierced the air, saying, Okay,
whoever you are, we have a gun and we're going
to shoot you. I swear, thank god he said something.
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I thought I was going to die of a heart
attack or this thing was going to charge through my
tent and snatch me, never to be heard from again.
James then repeated his threat. Just then, whatever it was
started to slowly back up and away from my tent.
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Again.
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It sounded like a very heavy creature and walking by pedily.
We could hear the steps continue until the forest became
quiet again. We never got out of our tents either,
possibly foolishly thinking they were providing some protection. I don't
know how I ever got to sleep that night, but
I must have. At the time, though, I was still
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curious about how the creature sounded like it was walking
on two legs. It couldn't have been a deer, and
I wondered if it could have even been a bear
unless it was walking on two legs. There were no
wolves in the forest either.
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At the time.
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I'd never even heard of a sasquatch, so that idea
never occurred to me until many years later. I'd passed
off that experience for decades until I started hearing about
and researching about the Bigfoot. Then the experience came flooding back.
About the weird sounds of hearing such a heavy, two
legged creature. Back then, always assumed it had to be
a bear, despite what I clearly heard and remembered. However,
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the idea that we could have encountered a very different
creature so many years ago was apparent when my research
discovered that there were big foot encounters in the Shenandoahs,
even as far back as the nineteenth century. Just thinking
about that still gives me the shivers, not knowing what
we really encountered so long ago and made it out
of those woods alive to tell the story. I haven't
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been back country camping since. Thank you, signed Scott.
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The little Men.
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When my husband was a child, he used to see
what he called the little men in his house. He
saw them a few times from about eight years old
to maybe twelve even, only see them at night and
only in his basement, never outside or in anyone else's home.
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He describes them as being.
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About seven or eight inches tall, and they are all
one solid color, as if they were wearing morph suits.
He saw red ones, green ones, and cream colored ones,
no facial features, no hair, etc. He said they really
looked like people in morph suits. They were completely silent,
no sound while running, no talking, etc. But he did
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hear them open and closed drawers, cabinets and other things.
Whenever one would see that he saw them, they'd run
off into a bathroom or the laundry room. He would
follow them, but they'd be gone by the time he
got there. Once he saw one going in the cabinet
under his bathroom sink in the basement, and when he looked,
it was gone. There was always more than one at
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a time. He never saw just one, he said. They
used to weird him out, but not really scare him.
They were usually running along the walls and not really
out in the middle of a room. The basement was
well lit and he could clearly see them. Of course,
his family didn't believe him because he was a child.
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He had a friend sleep over one night and they
were in the basement playing video games. His friends stopped
playing and ask him something like, did.
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You see that?
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I just saw two small red people run into the bathroom.
That's when he got scared and told his friend how
he was hoping it was only his imagination, and explained
everything to him. The two of them saw them a
few more times until they just weren't there anymore. A
few years later, my husband thinks that they were either
collecting something or looking for something. They seemed very exploratory
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in nature. Nothing was ever missing that he noticed. He
was a kid, so he hadn't been drinking or anything
like that.
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At all.
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My husband absolutely does not lie. His friend sadly passed away,
so I can't ask him about the little men, and
no one else saw them. My husband doesn't really like
talking about these beings, but said it was okay if
I ask you all. He always got the feeling that
they weren't malicious, but that he shouldn't go hunting for
them too much. So does anyone have an idea what
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these may have been? Thank you all so much for
lying me to share his story. Signed Autumn. My experience
living on Evil Land. It began in the summer of
twenty thirteen when I got a divorce and had to
move out of my home in the suburbs of southern California.
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I met someone my current husband, pretty soon after the divorce,
and things moved quickly, and he asked me to move
in with him, and I accepted. He had just bought
his dream cabin on a local mountain range with an
inheritancy receipt. We were in southern California, and the mountains
and lake or popular tourist destinations. At the time, I
was struggling a lot. I had to quit my teaching
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job due to severe stress and had lost a substantial
amount of weight and was barely one hundred pounds. Looking back,
I was probably an easy target due to my vulnerable state.
We moved that winter just in time for me to
vacate my previous home i'd once shared with my axe.
It had just stormed and there was ice and snow
on the ground. The new house was really dark and
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just felt sad to me, especially on cold, snowy days.
But it was a beautiful cabin that was on a
long private dirt road in the woods. The house was
a larger chalet style home with dark wood beams, brick
and wood walls, and a big, old wood burning stove.
Shortly after moving in, we found that the lady that
had previously owned it was hit by a drunk driver
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and had to move into a care facility for the
severely impaired, which kind of creeped us out a bit.
I immediately realized I didn't quite like living in the mountains.
The people in the town, especially our handful of neighbors,
were really strange, paranoid and rough. There was just a
negative energy there, especially in certain parts of the mountain.
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I was so in love with my then boyfriend that
I thought I wanted to make him happy and knew
how much he loved it there, so I didn't say
anything at first. The first time I noticed the negative
energy was about a week after we moved in. We
went for a hike towards early evening. We wanted to
explore the miles of wilderness behind our home and were
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excited as we walked further along we saw old, abandoned
ranches and log cabins. There was even one area that
had some evidence of witchcraft. There were many local legends
of a satanic culture referred to themselves as goat men.
As we walked into a thickly wooded area, all the
hair on my body suddenly stood up, and I noticed
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an electric charge in the atmosphere, along with noticeable deafening silence.
I tried to ignore this creepy feeling and kept walking.
A few minutes later, my husband to be stopped in
front of me and said he just realized we weren't
on the trail anymore. We looked back, and sure enough,
there was no trail in sight. The sun was now
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setting and the scenery was disorienting. After about an hour
of trying to find our way home, I started to cry.
It felt like we were going in circles, and I
was sure we'd end up as missing people. But luckily
we found a trail that let us back home. I
think that this was the day something from the land
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attached itself to me. Soon after the incident in the woods,
I started to feel oppressed by something very dark. I
started doing things that are really out of character, like
binge drinking and picking fights. I would almost go into
a trance, and from what my husband tells me, I'd
run out into the forest and disappear for hours during fights,
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even late at night. I have no recollection of this.
I only remember standing in front of our house late
at night, with cut up, bare feet and being confused
and disoriented. My husband would be upset and tell me
he had been frantically looking for me for hours, but
it never seemed to me as if any time had passed.
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I got a job working at a local church camp.
I'm not super religious, but jobs up there are scarce.
I noticed that the only time I felt semi normal
was while I was at work. I felt like I
was having some kind of internal battle between good and evil. Well,
I spiraled down at home. I got diagnosed with a
severe illness that no doctor could really explain, was constantly
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in the hospital and was put on heavy narcotics, which
only aggravated my spiral downward. We seemed to have really
bad luck too. For instance, one time, my husband was
driving in a really remote part of the mountain when
his car broke down, so I jumped in my car
to go pick him up, when suddenly my car blew
a gasket through the hood, which no mechanic had ever
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seen or could explain. I had to hitchhike to where
my husband was and we had to tow both cars.
My husband's car had absolutely nothing wrong with it and
worked just fine after we had it towed. Yet it
would always break down periodically, and always in a remote
part of town. With those self service we lived way
off the beaten path, deep in the woods. Something always
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seemed to go really wrong. Just before things would go wrong,
I'd get that creepy feeling where my hair stood up,
and the feeling of electricity was in the atmosphere as
things progressed. One day, after drinking and taking pills, I
remember feeling pulled out into the forest.
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I went stumbling through the woods.
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Sobbing and having an overwhelming urge to kill myself. I
kept thinking that was the only way out. This was
a common thing I started doing, and it was as
if I was in some kind of trance. I remember
constantly feeling paralyzed with fear, sorrow.
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And despair.
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I began to feel like my true self was gone
and I couldn't get to her. I began to feel numb.
Regardless of how much I was unraveling at home, I
was still functional at work and even managed to get
a few promotions. It felt like I had two personalities
at first. Around this time, weird things started to happen
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around the house. It would start with the electrical feeling goosebumps,
and then bam, all the lights and ceiling fans would
turn on full blast, all on their own. I'd come
home from work and think someone was in our home
because all the lights would be on. One time, I
was sleeping and I could hear the remote control button
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for the fans speed clicking on and bam, all the
lights and fans turned on. I would get out of
bed and yell stop it and hide the remotes for
the fans and TV.
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It started taunting me.
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It would turn on all the electronics late at night,
if I laid down for a nap, or any time
I was laying in my room feeling depressed, it was
like it knew that pushed me over the edge. Around
this time, we felt an oppressive presence and like it
was watching asleep. It was then that what had been
causing all the problems revealed itself to me. There was
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a small wooden door in our bedroom that led to
the attic, and one night I had a nightmare that
felt incredibly real of watching myself sleep from a different
angle in the room when a pure black demon with
tight black, shiny skin, red eyes, and a goat looking
head and giant horns came out of that door and
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was crouched down watching me sleep by my bedside, while
breathing what looked like smoke down around my body. As
it stood up and reached for me with its long,
pointy fingers. I suddenly woke up, choking, and in a panic,
I looked over and the attic door was open. Now,
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that door was extremely hard to open, and you had
to really tug at it due to it not fitting
quite right and rubbing against the doorframe. We always left
it shut because it was cold, creepy and drafty.
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Up there terrifying.
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After that, I dreaded going to sleep and would often
stay up all night, drinking and descending into madness. No
matter where I was, I always had the sensation of
being watched, but I was too afraid to sleep, especially
in our room when all the electronics would turn on,
or when I'd get goosebumps.
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I knew the demon was near.
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It really scared me that I couldn't see it, but
I knew what it looked like, and I could feel
its presence. Things at work eventually even got weird too,
and I could barely function. I felt like I was
hanging on by a thread. I was an emotional, suicidal
wreck and in heavy counseling, drinking heavily and popping pills.
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My relationship was on the rocks, and I had become
a regular at the bar and liquor stores. I was
completely out of control and was beginning to get evil,
intrusive thoughts. One night, I was in a rage and
picked a fight with my husband. I don't remember it,
but the next day, when I was begging him forgiveness
after he threatened to leave, he told me I didn't
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even look like myself and that my eyes and face
looked dark and evil the previous night while we argued.
Then he told me that I had shoved and hit him,
and my heart broke into me in pieces. I'm not
an angry, violent person at all. Normally that broke me.
I couldn't stop acting that way though, no matter how
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hard I tried. I hated myself. One night, I got
a call from a friend from my hometown who also happens.
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To have abilities.
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She told me that the land there was bad and
that she won't go up there to visit me, and
that I should consider moving home. She had a friend
that had also moved up there after divorce and experienced
a similar oppression and fled the home in the middle
of the night, taking only her animals. She had seen
something that she refused to talk about. It clicked right then.
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Whatever was up there there was evil and was affecting
me deeply. I broke down and begged my husband to leave.
He is the type to do anything for me, So
we both started job hunting in the town we wanted
to move to, and he listed the house for sale.
The second I got hired, I threw some clothes and
my dog in my car and never looked back once. Luckily,
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our home sold pretty quickly because we had priced it
to sell asap. The dread slowly lifted as I made
my way down the mountain and back into the city,
and I felt like I could breathe. I remember thinking
how dark it always felt up there, with all the trees.
It felt suffocating. Within a month of moving away, I
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started to feel back to normal. At first, there was
still some activity, like the demonic dreams and one time
being woke up by something that felt like a pillow
hitting me with a crazy force across the face. About
a month after moving, I decided to have a cleansing
done by a reiki master and psychic medium. I was
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stunned and terrified when the reki master slash medium described
my evil attachment in detail just as I saw it,
and it even shook her to the core and scared her. Frankly,
it wasn't easy to remove, but moving away and abstaining
from taking any substances had weakened its grasp significantly. It
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mostly stopped after the healing sessions, prayer, and self protection exercises,
and I completely lost any desire to drink and switch
medications to a non narcotic I've never been a drinker
and to this day have on average one or two
beers a year. My personality went back to my happy,
loving self. The thoughts of suicide seemed like a bizarre memory.
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My marriage is solid and we are like any normal,
boring couple. A few months after, we did receive a
call from the couple who bought our house asking if
we ever noticed weird or demonic activity in the home.
They just kind of made a joke like, haha, never mind,
We'll just stick to our plan to get an exorcism done.
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I felt like there was no point in telling them,
as it was never the home, it was the land.
It was like a terrible nightmare that creeps me out
just telling my story. I even avoid talking or thinking
about it due to weird feelings he gives me. I
feel like part of my soul is gone forever. I
can never take back what I put my poor husband through.
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I'll never view things the same. I know there is
real evil out there and it wanted my soul. Thank you,
Signed Anonymous, the Supernatural Traveler and his dog Ve thank
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you so much for reading my last story. It really
brought some joy to my heart to hear you read it.
I'm sending in another story and this story is absolutely true.
Feel free to edit this story. How are you see fit?
I noticed that you edited a word out in my
last story, and I apologize for having that in there.
So I just wanted to give you the freedom to
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do with this story as you need to in order to.
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Read it comfortably.
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Thanks again, and I hope you enjoy this story and
I hope it's not too long. One day, as I
sat in my vehicle on the shore of one of
my favorite lakes in Texas, I was privileged to behold
one of the most fascinating sights I'd ever seen in
my life. This is a well known state park that
stretches for ten miles with many horseback riding trails, biking trails.
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And walking trails.
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Though a very beautiful park with mildly rolling hills running
through it, some interesting lore about this lake is that
it's known for a cult gatherings coupled with mysterious and
dark activities which occur out in its woods. Just to
give you a little more of the nature of the
state park, I'll say this quickly before I get into
my main story. One day, I was one or two
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miles out in the woods, exploring some of its old
and seldom used roads, when I happened upon a circular
area that seemed like a gathering place. It occurred to
me that this might be a place where the infamous
Satanic gatherings or rituals might have taken place. And to
be honest with you, it was as if I could
scinse that there were spirits there and I was being
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watched by more than one person, though there was nobody around.
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Making my way.
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Out of that area, I suddenly saw the image of
what is known as the eye of horse hovering in
the air about six foot off the ground, and it
was about twenty feet away from me, acting almost as
if it was hiding from me behind a tree. I'm
sure that there are those who are familiar with the
design of the eye of horse. It was exactly like
the design that depicted in pictures, and it was perpendicular,
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about a foot tall and completely red. It was intently
watching me as it hovered in the air, being transparent
in appearance yet being red. It was like an apparition.
It followed me, and as it followed it would disappear
and then reappear from tree to tree, moving along with
me as I walked through the woods. Strangely, it would
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act like it was literally peering from behind the tree
at me. Seeing that it was determined to watch me,
I made up my mind that I would not let
it scare me, though I grappled with encroaching fear as
it watched me. I spoke to it and told it
that it could not do anything to me, that it
was not allowed by the most High God. I made
it back to my car and haven't seen this red
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apparition since. But again, I haven't been back in that
area since. The park is absolutely beautiful, but I always
make it a point to get out of the park
when dusk begins to set. In getting on with my story,
I've spent many hours of study, meditation, and prayer out
on those shores of this lake, and as I meditate,
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I will gaze out across the lake. On this particular day,
I sat gazing out across the lake in my thoughts
when suddenly I saw a man climbing up out of
the lake water as if he was climbing up out
of an old cellar, dressed in casual everyday clothing. He
also carried a large bag across his back. I was
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astonished as I watched this anomaly taking place out on
the surface of the water, questioning if I was really
seeing what I was seeing. He climbed completely up out
of the lake and onto the surface of the water,
as if he had stepped out on dry land. Behind
this man, climbing up out of the same mysterious hole,
came a large dog, which also stepped up onto the
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surface of the water without sinking.
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These two.
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The man of the dog proceeded to walk across the
surface of the water without making any splashes with their
feet until they reached the lake shore, and then continued
walking up over the landscape until they disappeared out of
my sight traveling in the direction of the city. Now,
this body of water does not have any man made
structures built within its banks. Having experienced this only a
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few years back, I've only told this story to about
two or more people. If it helps in unraveling the
mystery of what I saw that day, I would like
to share some information with you that was shared with
me from whom I believed to be a very legitimate source.
This information comes from an ex occultist who had mastered
many mysteries of esoteric knowledge. He claims that any body
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of water on the earth is a portal to and
from the unseen realm, and this excultist claims to practice
this craft himself to travel into the unseen realm. Now,
I'm not advising anyone to do something like this, but
my reason for mentioning this is to possibly make sense
of what I say that day. Feel free to make
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of it what you will. The spirit realm is strange
and very real, and is able to do things that
man's carnal reasoning does not want to accept. I know
what I saw that day, and both the man and
the dog were in solid form. And I know that
man has been given the powers to do supernatural things,
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both in the Kingdom of darkness and in the Kingdom
of light. But sadly, man is too logical to pursue
the powers that are at his disposal. I know that
Jesus walked on the water, and if he walked on
the water, mankind has been given a subtle yet loudly
spoken message that he also can do the same. I
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believe we should press into the spirit realm to learn
more and to obtain the ability to do supernatural things,
but even the complacent get a glimpse of its mysteries
once in a while. Well, I hope that these stories
hold more closed to unlocking the mysteries of the un realm.
I personally believe that science fiction isn't really fiction and
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that anything is possible and that makes life really exciting
with an element of danger. Thank you again for presenting
my story. Sincerely, Clifton.
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Well. Friends. That's it for episode.
Speaker 1 (29:24):
Ten, another set of amazing stories. Let us know what
you think about these stories in the comments below, and
please be respectful opinions of others. Have you ever had
any strange encounters that you'd like to share, by all
means please email them to us at National Park Mysteries
ytatgmail dot com. We love reading and sharing your encounters
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with ghosts, cryptids, humanoids, demons, or any other type of
unknown entity or any experience that is beyond explanation. Once again,
thank you for listening, and be sure to leave us
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more strange stories. If you enjoyed true tales of the supernatural,
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the occult, and the paranormal, I'd also like to take
this opportunity to invite you to visit my channel thirteen
past midnight. There's a link in the description. Also, if
you'd like to converse with me personally about any of
these subjects, my email is Steve Stockton eighty one at
gmail dot com. I love hearing from listeners and have
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made some great new friends via this channel. I'm also
on Facebook at Steve Stockton eighty one and my Twitter
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Meanwhile, be good.
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To yourselves and each other. I'm Steve Stockton and I'll
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