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Ghosts; who was phone?
Topic Started: May 17 2012, 11:21 PM (83 Views)
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I don't know about you guys, but I am a sucker for scary shit. Creepy stories, movies, places, etc. I love it all. I don't believe in ghosts though. In fact I don't really believe in anything paranormal. I didn't until last night anyways. I have been to many "haunted" places with my friends before, done, oujia stuff, and I haven't seen shit. The story I am about to tell you is 100% true. There is nothing I can do to prove it to you other than give you my word. I understand if you don't believe me. I've read shit like this on the internet thousands of time, and it never changed my beliefs. I can assure you though that this really happened to me, not any more than 24 hours ago.

So last night my friends and I decided to go to a local park. There is a trail down there that is kind of out of the way. Some people like to jog down it as it's pretty long and scenic being about 5 miles down and back. To the right of the trail is a small stream that flows along it. About halfway down, the stream cuts through the trail. A bridge was built over it so people could go to the end of the trail. 14 years ago a woman jogger who was on her way back from the trail was attacked near the bridge. She was raped, mutilated, and left to die. Many people have claimed to see her ghost since then. It is said that if you are a lone jogger jogging down that trail at night that you will see her ghost. Also, a man was found dead down that trail in the stream a year ago, but that isn't relevant to the story. So last night we go down there. There were 6 of us who went, 3 guys and 3 girls. I fully expected to see nothing again and only went because the girls are all over you when you go to places like this. B-) We got to the trail and it was really dark. Like you can't see more than 20 feet dark. While I don't believe in this stuff, I can't help but be scared when I go to places like this. The atmosphere it creates, and seeing your friends scared can do that to you. I don't let it show, but I am definitely scared. We got to the trail and it was dark. Like you can't see more than 20 feet dark. My friend pulls out his phone with a flashlight app and we start down the trail. The farther down we went the darker it seemed to get. The surrounding forest was silent. No sounds except the flow of the stream to our right. None of us talked much. After about 30 minutes of walking we were at the bridge. The bridge is about 30 feet long, but not very wide, only like 5 feet. We decided to go down the bridge two at a time, boy and girl pairs ofc. We decided each pair had to walk to the end of bridge and wait a couple of minutes. We all made a pact that we wouldn't run and leave each other behind no matter what happened. Our first two groups of friends went down and didn't see anything. They were each down there for a couple of minutes, and they each said they heard stuff, like twigs snapping in the surrounding forest and moans. The second group said they saw a shadow in the trees too but it disappeared quickly after they saw it. I thought it was all bullshit and them being scared, but I didn't say anything. My friend Jessica and I were a pair, and we went down the bridge last. As we started down the bridge, I began to get a feeling that I should stop and go back, that I wasn't wanted there. I wrote it off as just being a little bitch, and I ain't no bitch, so I kept going. We got down to the end of the bridge and didn't see or hear anything strange for the first couple of minutes. Jessica kept saying she heard stuff, but I didn't hear anything except the stream. After a couple of minutes of nothing special happening we decided to go back. Me, being the cocky faggot that I am and attempting to show off for Jessica, said into the air, "I knew this bitch would be too scared to show." Immediately after I said this, the forest went silent. No sound at all, including from the stream which I had been listening to the whole walk down and the couple minutes I was on the bridge. Jessica looked at me like "why the fuck would you do that?" Off to left we heard a splash in the stream. We both froze. My first thought was one of our friends threw something to scare us. Then we heard a sound like the sound someone makes as they walk through water, and the sound was getting closer. We were just standing there, looking at where the sound was coming from. We could not see anyone or anything making the sound. It was too dark to see anything and neither of us had a light, although I doubt if we did we would have been able to see anything. We both just stood there and listened, not sure if we were really hearing what we were. The sounds stopped at the edge of the stream where there is a hill you can walk up to get to the bridge. We began to back up slowly, not turning our back to the sound. As I started backing up I got this feeling. It was a feeling I have never felt before and I hope I never will again. I have had mild depression my whole life so I know what depression is. This was the most depressed I have ever felt. In that moment I felt like my whole life was a joke in every possible aspect of it. Like everything I had done and ever will do will be for nothing. I felt a strong feeling of hate too. Not like I hated someone, but like I was the one who was hated. At that moment all I wanted to was sit down and wait for whatever it was that was coming. I felt like I was never going to get out of there. The only thing that kept me going was Jessica, who was crying by now. We were about half way back when we heard footsteps on the bridge in front of us. We kept walking but the footsteps didn't. They had stopped after the first step. And so we stopped and waited for a second to see what would happen. To the left of the the bridge a woman walked out of the trees. She made no sound, just suddenly appeared there. All she wore was a tattered, torn-up dress. Everything about her was white which made her easy to see in the dark, except her hair which was black and barely discernible. I couldn't make out any facial features. We stood there for a second starting at each other and then she shook her head. She just stood there, shaking her head. At the point, we decided it was time to go. We started backing up slowly again, never taking our eyes off of her. Jessica and I were holding onto each other for dear life. As we began backing up, she began walking towards us. We quickened our pace, and so did she. When we reached the end of the bridge I told Jessica to start running and we both took off. The second we started running the woman took off for us like a bat out of hell. She was obviously running much faster than we were. We could see our friends a little ways down the trail watching us. I turned around to check where she was and she was standing at the beginning of the bridge, shaking her head still. We reached our friends and they're like "holy shit do you see that? is that her?" We didn't stop to talk there, we both just wanted to get the hell away from there. Our friends followed us. We started back, and as we did, the feeling of depression I had began to go away. I have never felt such a feeling of relief in my life to get away from there and that feeling. After walking a little ways down the trail, we heard a scream. It was a woman's scream, a scream that gave me the chills. It sounded desperate and painful. The scream seemed to go on forever. Then it stopped, and started back up a few seconds later. We all looked at each other and said nothing. We knew we were all hearing the same thing. We quickened our pace a bit, wanting to get out of there asap. The scream never got any quieter, no matter how much further we walked. It stopped suddenly after a couple of minutes, and when it did the stream finally started flowing again. Jessica was still crying a bit and wouldn't let go of me which I was okay with for a couple of reasons. We were both shaking pretty bad and we both threw up on the way out, probably from being in shock at what we saw. I almost started crying when we got to the beginning of trail. I didn't think I would get out of there alive. Needless to say, I am never going down that trail again.

Sorry if it's not very well written, literature isn't my thing, and it's 100% true oc. I tried to give you guys a good read while expressing the feelings I felt and the thoughts I had. I didn't get any sleep last night, and I think I'm going to have to take a sleeping pill to get any tonight.

Post any shit you guys have. Creepy general I guess.

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Edited by Shawk, May 17 2012, 11:24 PM.
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I was patient enough to read the entire thing. Holy cow! I don't think that I've experienced anything like that, and I hope that I never will. I've seen my fair share of horror movies, and visualizing this in my head while I read it was really insane. That's definitely something you never forget, though.
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