People Who Live In The Country Share The Spine-Tingling Things That Really Happened To Them Out There In The Middle of Nowhere
Ah, the country. One of the allures of living in an area that isn’t quite so populated is the fact that there’s plenty of peace and quiet to go around.
Your lack of plenty of neighbors, though, does mean there isn’t anyone close by in case you ever find yourself in need of help.
I’m not sure the people you’re about to hear about could have called anyone for help in order to make the spine-tingling things that happened to them in the country any less scary…
…But I have to say, if any of these things happened to me, I would be packing my bags and heading back to the nearest city ASAP.
Read on for some frightening things that happened to people that live in, well, the middle of nowhere.
Help Me
Vitaly Krivosheev – stock.adobe.com – illustrative purposes only
“I live in rural Wisconsin. Surrounded by corn, marsh, the works. I remember I was in my teens, outside at dusk with my parents, but we were all doin’ our own thing.”
“Suddenly, a woman’s voice yells “HELP ME” from the woods beside our house. Just loud enough to hear but quiet enough for me to second guess what I heard.”
“My mom and dad both turned to look at me like, “You heard that too, right?”. Mom starts screaming “DO YOU NEED HELP WHERE ARE YOU?” It’s moved from dusk to pitch black now, and the hair stood up on my neck because it got TOO QUIET.”
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“Mom wanted to keep yelling, but dad just got up from his chair and said “inside.” I think that’s one of the only times I’ve seen her listen to him.”
A Guy Just Standing There
Eva Stembera – stock.adobe.com- illustrative purposes only, not the actual person
“I live in a small neighborhood in Iowa, but in this instance, I was staying at a cousin’s house who pretty much lives in the middle of nowhere. Like, the closest neighbor was an hour away. I was around thirteen when this happened.”
“It was getting really late, my aunt and uncle had gone to bed, and I was sitting on the porch with my cousin. We were on the back porch, which looks out into the woods after quite a bit of field.”
“The woods were close enough for us to see things walking in and out, so we were watching deer and other various critters moving around and talking about this movie we were excited to see the next day.”
“It got super silent super fast, like dead silence. The crickets stopped chirping, and even the breeze itself just went away. My cousin grabbed onto my arm, and I looked over at her. She was just staring into the trees, so I looked with her.”
“In the trees, there was a guy just standing there. It was hard to make out the details of his face, but his jacket was all torn up. He was holding something, I think it was a rock or another heavy object, and just staring dead-eyed at us.”
“Naturally, we sprinted back into the house and hid in her bed. The next morning, we decided to go check it out, and there was no sign anyone had been there. The grass wasn’t flattened, there were no disturbances in anything around. It’s to this day the second creepiest unexplainable event that I’ve witnessed.”
The Crib
New Africa – stock.adobe.com- illustrative purposes only, not the actual baby
“Found a baby’s crib with toys and everything in the middle of a woodland, like to get to that location takes a good 30 minutes of walking from the nearest road.”
“It was put up too, not damaged or just simple fly-tipping. I didn’t want to look, so I called the police, who checked it over.”
Sleepy Hollow
Lana Kray – stock.adobe.com – illustrative purposes only
“Just perfect timing caused the creepiness here.”
“A large group of young boys and girls were walking to an ancient priory from my village to underage drink and snog the faces off each other.”
“We’re walking down a long, unlit lane with trees and bushes on either side when someone points out “This looks exactly like that road on Sleepy Hollow.” Few others agree, and at that exact moment, a horse neighed in the field behind the trees right next to us. Queue the panic.”
Pastor Troy
Antal – stock.adobe.com – illustrative purposes only
“When I grew up, I lived in a neighborhood that had a giant cemetery across from it, and I spent many, many nights drinking and smoking in the graveyard. Since this cemetery hadn’t had anyone buried in it in over 50 years, no one ever visited, and the city maintained it.”
“One night, I’m doing my normal thing, drinking, smoking, and playing on my phone, and I hear someone say “do you like hanging out with the dead young man?” And I turn around and see a 60-something black man wearing jeans, a checkered flannel shirt, and a gold cross necklace.”
“And I tell him, “Yeah, I do actually, they don’t talk much.” He says, “You’d be surprised how often they do,” and he asks my name. I tell him and ask him his, and he says, “I’m pastor Troy, my wife is buried here, and I’d like to see her.” I ask if he’d like his privacy, and he said, “I’m actually leaving, you have a good night, young man.” And he walks away.”
“When I went home and told my mom that I met a guy named pastor Troy, she looked at me really strangely and said, “Are you sure? Pastor Troy died a couple of years before you were born, son”. She asked me what he looked like, and after I described him, she said that I was really freaking her out because I described the man she knew was dead perfectly. It freaked me out for a while.”
It’s Still On The Table
Charlie’s – stock.adobe.com – illustrative purposes only
“I live in the Pocono Mountains of Pennsylvania. It’s not as rural as it once was, but it still has a history of being remote and wild, and some areas remain so, especially out and away from the resorts, water parks, and lakeside vacation developments. I do a lot of hiking, camping, etc. out here.”
“Posted this before, but I once escorted a church group, ages young kids through adults, on a weekend overnight outing to a camp in the area. The camp was set at the confluence of two streams and was somewhat rugged.”
“The group had lots to do – a climbing wall, boating, hiking, sports, all kinds of stuff, including a nature center and little museum. The nature center had interactive displays, fish tanks, small animals, etc., and a “touch table” – a large wooden table with sides, on which was scattered all sorts of artifacts the guests could pick up and handle.”
“These items included deer antlers, bones, turtle shells, feathers, arrowheads and pottery, rocks, seeds and nuts, tanned hides, etc. Little kids especially loved it. All of the items were found by guests or staff while out in the camp and returned to the nature center.”
“I handled the items also, and I noticed one bone had a really odd shape. I am an environmental scientist by profession, and an outdoorsman and naturalist for fun, have studied biology and physiology, and can generally recognize what bones came from what parts of what animals.”
“This bone was a HUMAN MANDIBLE – the lower jawbone of a person. It was severely worn smooth and had no teeth but easily recognizable as such. It had been there for years, handled by thousands of people, and no one noticed or at least reported it.”
“I reported it to the director, who removed it and notified the State Police. They investigated it, agreed it seemed very old, and as no one was reported missing in the immediate area, the camp was allowed to keep it.”
“Possible explanation – the facility was the site of a timbering and ice harvesting camp up until the 1920s and may have been the remains of a worker who died and was buried right there. Or maybe Native American. But who knows the real story? And as far as I know, it’s still on the table.”
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