February 21, 2025 • 13 mins
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Speaker 1 (00:03):
Welcome to a truly haunted podcast.
Speaker 2 (00:08):
Southy Nows is here with us.
Speaker 1 (00:11):
The podcast that brings you weekly true ghostly stories. In
this podcast, you'll delve into the depths of some of
the darkest paranormal experiences that cannot be defined by anything
(00:31):
less than truly haunting. Haunting. Now, sit back, relax, and
let's begin our journey into the mysterious and unknown.
Speaker 3 (00:57):
Welcome to a truly haunted podcast. I'm your host, Eves Evans.
Today we have another haunting story for you, So sit
back and relax, because ghost stories.
Speaker 1 (01:10):
Are next.
Speaker 4 (01:13):
Campfire chills. I think it's only normal for a kid
to look behind them when sitting around the campfire at
night when a friend is telling ghost stories. When you
see the shadows dancing from the flicker of flames, it
(01:34):
invites images of things moving, lurking just outside your field
of view. On more than one occasion, I have felt
eyes upon me, watching from places unseen and unknown. Most
of the time, a feeling is only that a feeling.
(01:56):
But what happens when it isn't what happened when eyes
really are upon you. I could smell the sugar burning
as Bobby held his stick aloft the marshmallow having been
turned into a miniatured torch at its end, No matter
how fast he shook it back and forth, the flame
(02:16):
refused to extinguish until the puffed up sugar had blackened
into an inedible mass. Those of us sitting there couldn't
help but break into fits of laughter, causing a look
of irritation to settle upon his face. If we were
able to think beyond our ten and eleven year ages,
we probably would have thought a stupid thing to laugh at.
(02:39):
But that is what these scout camping trips are for,
making friends as you grow up and learning lessons that
we can take into the future. Right now, the lesson
Bobby is having to accept it's fire and sugar like
a volatile mixture. The six of us settle into a
comfortable silence, my own gaze lingering on the fire in
(03:01):
front of me. After a few minutes, my friend Scott
looks around, a mischievous grin plastered on his face. Hey,
how about tell some ghost stories. I immediately loved the idea.
I was always one who liked to push myself, whether
it be to see how fast I could go on
(03:23):
my bike down a hill before I chickened out and
had to hit the brake or ride on the fastest
and newest roller coasters at the theme parks my family
went to every year. It was sure a silly story
wasn't going to put a scare into me. I was
smiling and nodding enthusiastically, but I could tell that not
(03:46):
everyone was excited at the idea. The new kid, Clint,
seemed the most nervous, given his face seemed to have
lost all of its color, which was only exasperated by
the flickering flames. When he saw ME looking at him,
he tried to mask the fear and made the excuse
he was tired of was heading to bed. I could
(04:07):
have called him out, but decided it probably wasn't best
to pick on the new kid this early. A couple
of the other boys, including Bobby, who'd managed to toast
a new marshmallow without burning it, also said goodbye. This
left me, Ken and Scott as the only ones left
around the fire. If I would have been asked who
(04:27):
would have been the most likely to be here trying
to scare each other, this would have been the group
I would have picked. We were the oldest of the
kids in our troop not to mention the boys who
were known to be the troublemakers. Although I didn't necessarily
agree with that label, it was better than being boring
(04:47):
and a scaredy cat. We each took a turn, given
it was Scott's idea. He went first. His story was
about some kid whose closet contained a ghost in it
that kept scary him as he slept. Most of the
story was obviously made up, giving how cliche the whole
thing was. Me and Ken ended up laughing at the end,
(05:09):
which had Scott stomping off to his own tent for
the rest of the night. I took my turn next,
trying my best to scare Ken, but he seemed impervious
to my tale. I even gave myself goosebumps a couple
of times, even though it was me telling the story.
He just sat there smirking, and by the time I
(05:30):
made it to the end, he just shrugged and commented
that my story was better than Scott's, but only barely.
I narrowed my eyes at him, giving my friend a
challenging glare. Well, then let's hear your story. If you
think it's so scary, I guess I shouldn't have said
that since I had no idea that Ken had the
(05:51):
ability to spin a tale like no one I'd ever known.
Talked about a little girl who'd been staying in a
cabin with her mom and dad, and I said, woods
just like the one we were in. Unbeknownst to her,
her parents, while going on a hike, had been attacked
by a wild animal and died, leaving her all alone.
After a while, she'd wandered into the woods looking for
(06:14):
her parents and was never seen alive again. But he
told me that her spirit had been known to walk
amongst the trees searching for her lost parents. The story
held enough possibility of realism that I had to admit
I was a little uneasy by the time he was done.
Once the last word came out of his mouth, Ken
(06:34):
simply changed back into the same easy going guy and
always known the shift was a little off putting and creepy.
We sat there for a few seconds, staring at one
another as I tried to prove I wasn't scared. He
was hoping I'd look away in defeat, and the fire
found a pocket of sap in one of the logs,
(06:56):
causing a loud pop, which broke the contest of wills.
The laugh that came out of my mouth sounded choked
even to my ears. Suddenly I heard the rustle of
leaves coming somewhere off to my right. My head jerked
in that direction, but the flames dropped me of any
hope of seeing what lay in the darkness between the trunks.
(07:18):
I didn't fail to notice Ken was looking too, which
only ratcheted up the fear factor. Do you think that
was an animal or something? I asked. Maybe it was
a little girl, he said, trying to be funny, but
failing even I could detect a little worry in his tone.
Shut up, Ken, I whispered, hoping ever lay outside your
(07:43):
view was just a deer or a mouse. Squinting, I
tried to will whatever was out there to come into
the light. More still, the rational part of my brain
wished for it to stay away. The rustling came again,
this time from the area trees right behind me and closer.
Speaker 2 (08:03):
What is that?
Speaker 4 (08:04):
He asked through clenched teeth. My response came out as
a hiss. Be quiet. Both of us were a couple
of statues. While we waited, Even my breath felt like
stone in my lungs. Every second felt like it was
stretched out as the forest itself sat still in anticipation.
Then I saw him, A boy around our age, maybe
(08:29):
a year or two younger at most, seemed to float
as he passed between two trees. The strangest thing about
him wasn't the other worldly way he moved, but the
globe his entire bodies seemed to ensue. I waited for
him to appear on the other side of the tree,
but he never came. As quickly as he was there,
(08:52):
he was gone. I blinked my eyes a few times,
trying to come to terms with what I'd seen. It
happened so fast. At first, I didn't know if it
was real. How could it be I'd just seen a
glowing kid out in the middle of the forest. Somehow
I found my voice. Did you guys just see that?
(09:16):
I looked over at my friends, but they seemed transfixed
on the place where I'd seen the boy. Hey, Scott,
are you okay, man? I asked. This seemed to snap
him out of the trance he was in. Instead of
saying something, he simply stood up and walked to his
tent and sipped it closed. It was clear Scott was
(09:38):
done the story time for the night. I looked over
to Ken, unsure of what to expect from him. Instead
of the adventurous kid, I saw a scared boy that
appeared years younger than his actual age. Should we go? Look,
he was putting the decision on me, but I wasn't
about to go chasing goes through the fe in the
(10:00):
middle of the night. I like to think myself brave
and all, but that just be crazy. Maybe we should
go to bed kind of getting late, I suggested. The
relief on his face was almost instantaneous. The two of
us would follow each other anywhere, so it was good
(10:21):
I was the one making the choice here, since I
was more willing to back down when it came to
the dare and constantly pushed each other to do. After
tucking yourself safely in our own tent, every sound outside
felt like it could have been the boy. Neither of
us got much sleep that night, and in the morning
(10:41):
the other boys didn't believe a word of what we
were saying. Granted, we were known to spin a tail
or two now and again, so I can't necessarily blame them.
For his part, Scott seemed to have fared worse than us.
Both of his eyes were bloodshot and he looked exhausted.
We still had to pack up camp and hike back
(11:02):
to the trucks. The idea of making our way through
a haunted forest, even in the daylight, wasn't something the
three of us would want. Fully rested, as tired as
we all were, the prospect was even less appealing. We
didn't have any choice, though. It took us two hours
to get back, our eyes darting to every rustle and
(11:24):
snap coming from the forest. When the trucks came into view,
I took the first easy breath since I'd seen the boy.
Our camp out might have been over, but I knew
I had a story to last a lifetime.
Speaker 2 (11:42):
Thank you for tuning in to a truly haunted podcast.
Don't forget to check out our Patreon page for bonus content,
exclusive episodes, and much more. Stay tuned till next week
for a whole new haunting episode.
Speaker 1 (12:06):
From the twisted mind of co hosts paranormal author Eve
s Seven's and James Curo Comes a delightfully haunting podcast,
Forever Haunted. Forever Haunted. Every Saturday, James and Eve delve
into haunted places, artifacts, urban legends, paranormal happenings, and much more.
(12:35):
Every Thursday, join James and Eve for True Crime Thursday,
where they delve into a deviously sinister true crime story
to chill your bones. Chill your bones, stay tuned to
Forever Haunted podcast, available on all podcasting networks s
Welcome to a truly haunted podcast.
Speaker 2 (00:08):
Southy Nows is here with us.
Speaker 1 (00:11):
The podcast that brings you weekly true ghostly stories. In
this podcast, you'll delve into the depths of some of
the darkest paranormal experiences that cannot be defined by anything
(00:31):
less than truly haunting. Haunting. Now, sit back, relax, and
let's begin our journey into the mysterious and unknown.
Speaker 3 (00:57):
Welcome to a truly haunted podcast. I'm your host, Eves Evans.
Today we have another haunting story for you, So sit
back and relax, because ghost stories.
Speaker 1 (01:10):
Are next.
Speaker 4 (01:13):
Campfire chills. I think it's only normal for a kid
to look behind them when sitting around the campfire at
night when a friend is telling ghost stories. When you
see the shadows dancing from the flicker of flames, it
(01:34):
invites images of things moving, lurking just outside your field
of view. On more than one occasion, I have felt
eyes upon me, watching from places unseen and unknown. Most
of the time, a feeling is only that a feeling.
(01:56):
But what happens when it isn't what happened when eyes
really are upon you. I could smell the sugar burning
as Bobby held his stick aloft the marshmallow having been
turned into a miniatured torch at its end, No matter
how fast he shook it back and forth, the flame
(02:16):
refused to extinguish until the puffed up sugar had blackened
into an inedible mass. Those of us sitting there couldn't
help but break into fits of laughter, causing a look
of irritation to settle upon his face. If we were
able to think beyond our ten and eleven year ages,
we probably would have thought a stupid thing to laugh at.
(02:39):
But that is what these scout camping trips are for,
making friends as you grow up and learning lessons that
we can take into the future. Right now, the lesson
Bobby is having to accept it's fire and sugar like
a volatile mixture. The six of us settle into a
comfortable silence, my own gaze lingering on the fire in
(03:01):
front of me. After a few minutes, my friend Scott
looks around, a mischievous grin plastered on his face. Hey,
how about tell some ghost stories. I immediately loved the idea.
I was always one who liked to push myself, whether
it be to see how fast I could go on
(03:23):
my bike down a hill before I chickened out and
had to hit the brake or ride on the fastest
and newest roller coasters at the theme parks my family
went to every year. It was sure a silly story
wasn't going to put a scare into me. I was
smiling and nodding enthusiastically, but I could tell that not
(03:46):
everyone was excited at the idea. The new kid, Clint,
seemed the most nervous, given his face seemed to have
lost all of its color, which was only exasperated by
the flickering flames. When he saw ME looking at him,
he tried to mask the fear and made the excuse
he was tired of was heading to bed. I could
(04:07):
have called him out, but decided it probably wasn't best
to pick on the new kid this early. A couple
of the other boys, including Bobby, who'd managed to toast
a new marshmallow without burning it, also said goodbye. This
left me, Ken and Scott as the only ones left
around the fire. If I would have been asked who
(04:27):
would have been the most likely to be here trying
to scare each other, this would have been the group
I would have picked. We were the oldest of the
kids in our troop not to mention the boys who
were known to be the troublemakers. Although I didn't necessarily
agree with that label, it was better than being boring
(04:47):
and a scaredy cat. We each took a turn, given
it was Scott's idea. He went first. His story was
about some kid whose closet contained a ghost in it
that kept scary him as he slept. Most of the
story was obviously made up, giving how cliche the whole
thing was. Me and Ken ended up laughing at the end,
(05:09):
which had Scott stomping off to his own tent for
the rest of the night. I took my turn next,
trying my best to scare Ken, but he seemed impervious
to my tale. I even gave myself goosebumps a couple
of times, even though it was me telling the story.
He just sat there smirking, and by the time I
(05:30):
made it to the end, he just shrugged and commented
that my story was better than Scott's, but only barely.
I narrowed my eyes at him, giving my friend a
challenging glare. Well, then let's hear your story. If you
think it's so scary, I guess I shouldn't have said
that since I had no idea that Ken had the
(05:51):
ability to spin a tale like no one I'd ever known.
Talked about a little girl who'd been staying in a
cabin with her mom and dad, and I said, woods
just like the one we were in. Unbeknownst to her,
her parents, while going on a hike, had been attacked
by a wild animal and died, leaving her all alone.
After a while, she'd wandered into the woods looking for
(06:14):
her parents and was never seen alive again. But he
told me that her spirit had been known to walk
amongst the trees searching for her lost parents. The story
held enough possibility of realism that I had to admit
I was a little uneasy by the time he was done.
Once the last word came out of his mouth, Ken
(06:34):
simply changed back into the same easy going guy and
always known the shift was a little off putting and creepy.
We sat there for a few seconds, staring at one
another as I tried to prove I wasn't scared. He
was hoping I'd look away in defeat, and the fire
found a pocket of sap in one of the logs,
(06:56):
causing a loud pop, which broke the contest of wills.
The laugh that came out of my mouth sounded choked
even to my ears. Suddenly I heard the rustle of
leaves coming somewhere off to my right. My head jerked
in that direction, but the flames dropped me of any
hope of seeing what lay in the darkness between the trunks.
(07:18):
I didn't fail to notice Ken was looking too, which
only ratcheted up the fear factor. Do you think that
was an animal or something? I asked. Maybe it was
a little girl, he said, trying to be funny, but
failing even I could detect a little worry in his tone.
Shut up, Ken, I whispered, hoping ever lay outside your
(07:43):
view was just a deer or a mouse. Squinting, I
tried to will whatever was out there to come into
the light. More still, the rational part of my brain
wished for it to stay away. The rustling came again,
this time from the area trees right behind me and closer.
Speaker 2 (08:03):
What is that?
Speaker 4 (08:04):
He asked through clenched teeth. My response came out as
a hiss. Be quiet. Both of us were a couple
of statues. While we waited, Even my breath felt like
stone in my lungs. Every second felt like it was
stretched out as the forest itself sat still in anticipation.
Then I saw him, A boy around our age, maybe
(08:29):
a year or two younger at most, seemed to float
as he passed between two trees. The strangest thing about
him wasn't the other worldly way he moved, but the
globe his entire bodies seemed to ensue. I waited for
him to appear on the other side of the tree,
but he never came. As quickly as he was there,
(08:52):
he was gone. I blinked my eyes a few times,
trying to come to terms with what I'd seen. It
happened so fast. At first, I didn't know if it
was real. How could it be I'd just seen a
glowing kid out in the middle of the forest. Somehow
I found my voice. Did you guys just see that?
(09:16):
I looked over at my friends, but they seemed transfixed
on the place where I'd seen the boy. Hey, Scott,
are you okay, man? I asked. This seemed to snap
him out of the trance he was in. Instead of
saying something, he simply stood up and walked to his
tent and sipped it closed. It was clear Scott was
(09:38):
done the story time for the night. I looked over
to Ken, unsure of what to expect from him. Instead
of the adventurous kid, I saw a scared boy that
appeared years younger than his actual age. Should we go? Look,
he was putting the decision on me, but I wasn't
about to go chasing goes through the fe in the
(10:00):
middle of the night. I like to think myself brave
and all, but that just be crazy. Maybe we should
go to bed kind of getting late, I suggested. The
relief on his face was almost instantaneous. The two of
us would follow each other anywhere, so it was good
(10:21):
I was the one making the choice here, since I
was more willing to back down when it came to
the dare and constantly pushed each other to do. After
tucking yourself safely in our own tent, every sound outside
felt like it could have been the boy. Neither of
us got much sleep that night, and in the morning
(10:41):
the other boys didn't believe a word of what we
were saying. Granted, we were known to spin a tail
or two now and again, so I can't necessarily blame them.
For his part, Scott seemed to have fared worse than us.
Both of his eyes were bloodshot and he looked exhausted.
We still had to pack up camp and hike back
(11:02):
to the trucks. The idea of making our way through
a haunted forest, even in the daylight, wasn't something the
three of us would want. Fully rested, as tired as
we all were, the prospect was even less appealing. We
didn't have any choice, though. It took us two hours
to get back, our eyes darting to every rustle and
(11:24):
snap coming from the forest. When the trucks came into view,
I took the first easy breath since I'd seen the boy.
Our camp out might have been over, but I knew
I had a story to last a lifetime.
Speaker 2 (11:42):
Thank you for tuning in to a truly haunted podcast.
Don't forget to check out our Patreon page for bonus content,
exclusive episodes, and much more. Stay tuned till next week
for a whole new haunting episode.
Speaker 1 (12:06):
From the twisted mind of co hosts paranormal author Eve
s Seven's and James Curo Comes a delightfully haunting podcast,
Forever Haunted. Forever Haunted. Every Saturday, James and Eve delve
into haunted places, artifacts, urban legends, paranormal happenings, and much more.
(12:35):
Every Thursday, join James and Eve for True Crime Thursday,
where they delve into a deviously sinister true crime story
to chill your bones. Chill your bones, stay tuned to
Forever Haunted podcast, available on all podcasting networks s
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