Paranormal Witness Spooky Stories

The Cabin: Subject Names: Diane Williams, Keith Williams Subject Location: London, Ohio Paranormal Experience: Could an old man named George have been a werewolf? Diane found this lovely little house in the woods, and her family moved in. One night, Diane started hearing little scampering noises outside the house. When she didn't see anything through the window, she dismissed it as just a stray dog or a deer from the woods. Still, something didn't feel right to her. When she looked again, she saw eyes. The eyes were at human eye-level, and they kept following her from one room to the next. When Keith returned home from night school, he took a flashlight out and went investigating. He didn't find anything. A week or two later, as Diane was doing dishes, she saw the eyes again. This time, they were dangerously close to the window. She backed slowly into another room, and the eyes followed her once again. Diane began turning off the lights in the house, thinking while it might not be able to see her, perhaps she'd be able to see them. When she returned to a window, she saw the form of a person standing there. Diane called the police. As Diane sat in the dark waiting, she could hear the person move from the front of the house to the back. The police searched, but they couldn't find anything. Four months later, shortly after the first snow, Keith woke early and decided to go get doughnuts for everyone. He started the car and rubbed his eyes. When he looked in the rearview mirror, the eyes were there. Grabbing the flashlight, Keith jumped out of the car and began searching. He froze at the sight of tracks in the snow over the roof. Something was there. Keith called his friend Dennis, asking him to come over and bring his gun. Weapons in tow, Keith and Dennis began following the creature's tracks in the snow. his creature was huge, and had a powerful jump. It definitely wasn't human. They tracked the creature for miles, well after the sun came up. They reached a clearing, and in that clearing was a small cabin. The tracks led right to the back door. Dennis began banging on the walls, yelling for the creature to come out. Realizing how their situation appeared—two guys standing outside a cabin with guns yelling for something to come out—Keith talked Dennis into backing off. Keith called his dad asking him to pick them up. When they explained to Keith's dad what they were doing out there, Keith's dad thought he knew who lived in that cabin: an old man who worked at the tire store. Dennis showed up the next week with an old tire to be fixed. They would at least get a look at the old man. When the manager of the tire store called the man 'George', they had the man's name. George came out of the shadows to get the tire, and when he locked eyes with Keith and Dennis, they knew it was him. George's eyes were an intense gold. The tire rolled back into the light when George was done with it. The manager put the tire into the back of the truck. When Keith and Dennis looked, there were markings in chalk around part of the tire like they'd never seen before. Keith hesitated to tell Diane about what was happening. He suggested she ask her sister over whenever he wasn't there. Three months later, Dennis called Keith and said they were going for a ride. They drove out near George's cabin. Dennis informed him that George had died. They found a deputy sheriff that they knew, who took them to the cabin. "You guys have got to see this." Inside the cabin, they smelled wet dogs. There were no personal items, no food, nothing. Then, the deputy showed them the other room. Behind a door, they found a room with the walls covered in plate steel, held together by riveted metal. Inside were heavy restraint chains, attached to the steel walls. The walls were covered in scratches. Everyone was thinking werewolf, but nobody wanted to say it. That was impossible. After George's death, there were no more sightings at Keith and Diane's home. George was buried in an unmarked grave, and his cabin was demolished.

Sighting: Live Oak, Florida Paranormal Experience: Roadside ghost One Sunday, as Stephanie Tasker was driving back from church with Misty and their resident exchange student Moni, Misty noticed a little girl by the roadside. Misty was overcome by the feeling that something was not right. When Stephanie turned the car around to check on what they thought was a little girl, the group discovered that it was in fact a teenager sitting with her knees curled up, rocking. They drive a short distance past her and turn around again, only to find the girl has disappeared. Stephanie dismisses it as the girl walking into the woods, but Misty is still unsettled. They drive on for another couple of miles, when Misty suddenly sees the girl again in the headlights. Misty begins freaking out, as she became convinced that it’s not humanly possible to move that far without being seen. She becomes sick to her stomach, insisting they just go, but Stephanie insists that they check to make sure the girl doesn’t need help. Fearing the worst, Misty begins to curl into a fetal position on the floor of the car. She’s convinced that the situation is very wrong. Stephanie leans over and rolls down the window to see if the girl needs any help. Misty is overcome with dread. Finally, the girl turns to face them, but she doesn’t have a face. Her face is hollow and there’s nothing there. Stephanie, usually a very cautious driver, speeds off and has them home in ten minutes. She calls 911, but reports a girl by the side of the road possibly in need of assistance instead of a girl with a hollow face. The police searched, but found nothing. Misty later discovered that a girl from her school had died in a car crash in the same spot they saw the girl without a face.

Haunted Highway Subject Location: Highway 50 near Sacramento, California Paranormal Experience: A mother watches over her son from beyond death Christine Skubish was embarking on a new life with her son Nick in southern California. When she left her family's home near Sacramento, everything looked bright. Until her father got a call two days later saying Christine had never arrived. As she'd only been missing for a couple of days, the police believed she would show up somewhere, and were treating the case as a "routine" missing persons report. Christine's aunt Karen called the family's home, distraught over a dream she'd had where she saw Nick and the number 16 kept repeating. Karen had had premonitions before, and the dream drove her to come to Sacramento. After four days, Christine's case got higher priority. The detective assigned to the case asked Deputy Strasser about contacting gas stations on the route. They got lucky in Placerville, CA. The clerk remembered her from her picture, including her son waiting in the car. Christine had told him she was tired, and was going to have to drive the winding mountain roads of Highway 50 to see a friend. In Sacramento, Deborah Hoyt awoke that following Saturday night with the overwhelming need to go home. On their way up Highway 50 to Lake Tahoe, Deborah saw a naked, obviously dead woman on the side of the road. They found the nearest phone and called 911. When the police arrived, the officers found nothing. When Deborah returned home, all she could do was cry. After meeting the officers who talked to Deborah Hoyt, as well as encountering Christine's aunt, Deputy Strasser was increasingly convinced the Hoyt sighting and the disappearance were connected. He investigated after sunrise, looking for anything out of the ordinary, and found a child's shoe by the roadside. Could it really be Nicky's shoe? Making his way down off the road, Deputy Strasser began to see debris, his path resulting in a red car that had been torn apart as it went off the road. When he approached the driver's side, he found Christine's body. Nicky was unconscious on the passenger's seat. Deputy Strasser was convinced both were dead, until Nicky's chest rose in a breath. Deborah Hoyt later saw a news report on Christine's case, recognizing Christine's face from the body she'd seen. Two weeks after the crash, Christine's family went back to the site to make sure they had collected their daughter's personal effects. By the road was a sign pointing to Placerville, 16 miles away. Seventeen years later, Nick remembered the accident. He also remembered a light right beside the car on his mother's side. The same light appeared up by the road, and he could see a silhouette inside the light. His mother? An angel? Or what?