Centurion
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Centurion
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Please, post it here. I'd like to read it too.
Flying. Can't stand it, every little bump or intercom noise and I near enough __t my pants
Always wanted to go to the states but it's the flying long distance that puts me off.
Don't believe in it but I love a good paranormal story, some of yours are great. Signs is still one of the freakiest films I've seen
what about coming by Boat? too long?
the Rake is not alien,
we were just talking about two things at the same time but they are not connected,
the Rake, Or Wendigo, is not connected to aliens in any way,
what Lar'ja Thwei was talking about, the tall whites, that's not the Rake
those are two different topics,
and Like I was saying before too, even if the rake is made up by the internet the Wendigo legends are real, meaning they are old and people believed them,
but yeah those two are not related,
what Lar'ja Thwei is talking about its something completely different, the Wendigos are something else
Post it here!!!
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devilof76
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I know about the Wendigo legend (there are a few significant differences). Do you know how it evolved to be called the Rake? Some of those journal entries were old enough for it not to be a modern name, and I wonder why they'd call it one thing when it had a name already.
I think they are talking about the same creature but in different places maybe, both descriptions sound very similar, the look of the creature and the behavior sound almost the same,
JD18_92
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Hey Hey Ben, I wanna hear this story too! Post it here, I love me a good paranormal story!
Lejuan
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Flying. Can't stand it, every little bump or intercom noise and I near enough __t my pants
Always wanted to go to the states but it's the flying long distance that puts me off.
Not a phobia for me but I'm not a fan of flying. I just don't like the idea that my life is totally out of my hands if something goes wrong and its pretty much certain death. At least on a sinking ship you have a chance. Not that I fancy the idea of drowning either.
Boba Ben
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Alright. Here it is. I know the story sounds silly, but I don't care. Like I said, I'm not sure if it was real or some kind of false memory or dream I had that I think is reality. It was 20 years ago.
When I was very small, my older brother participated in a junior soccer league. My grandpa would take him to different schools in the area to play soccer matches and I'd come along with them. I was never really into watching sports, so I'd usually walk along the school grounds exploring a bit. I've always been fascinated with insects and other animals ever since I was little, so I liked to look for different insects and bugs when I was walking around.
On one particular occasion, we went to a school that was surrounded by a large field and there was a heavily wooded area along the perimeter of the field. I went exploring on my own as I usually did and walked along the perimeter of the woods looking for insects. As I was looking into the woods, something came out between the very edge of the woods and the field and stood facing me. It was extremely close to me, as in standing right in front of me, probably less than a foot in front of where I stood. It was a humanoid creature. It resembled a man, but it wasn't one. It was about one to one and a half feet tall and had a very stocky build. I remember thinking it looked sort of squished or squared because it was so squatty. The skin was a brownish grey and was wrinkled and cracked like a very ancient person who had worked in the sun all his life. Strangely enough, he wore clothing. It was a brown, ratty outfit and it looked handmade and sort of like something you'd imagine a medieval peasant would wear if that makes any sense. The hair was white and looked very coarse. The nose was wide and flat. The eyes were what struck me more than anything. They were beady and totally black. No whites in the eyes whatsoever. Just black. He looked up at me and I looked down at him for a short while. It felt like forever, but I'm sure it was only a moment. Even as a child, I remember feeling unnerved and I knew that this was something I shouldn't be seeing. Something that shouldn't exist. He then took off into the woods very quickly and after a short distance, he vanished before my eyes. I ran to my grandfather as fast as I could and repeatedly told him I saw this little man.
It stuck with me for awhile, but as I grew older and life went on, the event sort of faded from my memory. I started to think it was a dream or a false memory that I had somehow come up with and thought was real for some reason. When I was in my middle teens, many years after my grandpa had passed away, something compelled me to ask my mom if she remembered anything about me seeing this creature. She said that she very clearly remembered my grandpa telling her not to make fun of me or joke around about it, as I'd been so serious and alarmed by what I had told him that I had seen, and he didn't want anybody taking it lightly.
This prompted me to do some research, and I was surprised to find others that had reported similar experiences. Strangely, many of these experiences occurred when these people were very young children. I don't know if there's any correlation, but I think it's noteworthy.
I've never seen anything like this before or after. I don't experience paranormal stuff all the time. The only other noteworthy experience I've had is a light bulb in my closet that seemed to turn itself on a couple of times, as the pull string was broken and the only way to turn it on would be to stand on a ladder and pull the string where it broke at the very top. There are other explanations for that anyhow, so it could be anything.
When I was very small, my older brother participated in a junior soccer league. My grandpa would take him to different schools in the area to play soccer matches and I'd come along with them. I was never really into watching sports, so I'd usually walk along the school grounds exploring a bit. I've always been fascinated with insects and other animals ever since I was little, so I liked to look for different insects and bugs when I was walking around.
On one particular occasion, we went to a school that was surrounded by a large field and there was a heavily wooded area along the perimeter of the field. I went exploring on my own as I usually did and walked along the perimeter of the woods looking for insects. As I was looking into the woods, something came out between the very edge of the woods and the field and stood facing me. It was extremely close to me, as in standing right in front of me, probably less than a foot in front of where I stood. It was a humanoid creature. It resembled a man, but it wasn't one. It was about one to one and a half feet tall and had a very stocky build. I remember thinking it looked sort of squished or squared because it was so squatty. The skin was a brownish grey and was wrinkled and cracked like a very ancient person who had worked in the sun all his life. Strangely enough, he wore clothing. It was a brown, ratty outfit and it looked handmade and sort of like something you'd imagine a medieval peasant would wear if that makes any sense. The hair was white and looked very coarse. The nose was wide and flat. The eyes were what struck me more than anything. They were beady and totally black. No whites in the eyes whatsoever. Just black. He looked up at me and I looked down at him for a short while. It felt like forever, but I'm sure it was only a moment. Even as a child, I remember feeling unnerved and I knew that this was something I shouldn't be seeing. Something that shouldn't exist. He then took off into the woods very quickly and after a short distance, he vanished before my eyes. I ran to my grandfather as fast as I could and repeatedly told him I saw this little man.
It stuck with me for awhile, but as I grew older and life went on, the event sort of faded from my memory. I started to think it was a dream or a false memory that I had somehow come up with and thought was real for some reason. When I was in my middle teens, many years after my grandpa had passed away, something compelled me to ask my mom if she remembered anything about me seeing this creature. She said that she very clearly remembered my grandpa telling her not to make fun of me or joke around about it, as I'd been so serious and alarmed by what I had told him that I had seen, and he didn't want anybody taking it lightly.
This prompted me to do some research, and I was surprised to find others that had reported similar experiences. Strangely, many of these experiences occurred when these people were very young children. I don't know if there's any correlation, but I think it's noteworthy.
I've never seen anything like this before or after. I don't experience paranormal stuff all the time. The only other noteworthy experience I've had is a light bulb in my closet that seemed to turn itself on a couple of times, as the pull string was broken and the only way to turn it on would be to stand on a ladder and pull the string where it broke at the very top. There are other explanations for that anyhow, so it could be anything.
JD18_92
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Jesus. . .I have goosebumps. . .Thank you for sharing
Irvy
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That's exactly the same with me. It's horrible to think you would have to fall for a few minutes before smashing into the earth. F that.
uscmhicks
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Heights for me.
ExMem-LarjaThwei
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Ever since I saw it i've always thought an alien was the obvious answers...I've never seen any demon/ghost creatures that would resemble that (except this Wendigo thing). Incredibly tall, white, skinny...naturally assumed it was an alien.
I'm not sure I believe the Millennial Hospitality stuff though. That they're aliens who use Earth as a pit stop and live in a military base in the mountains...
I was asking my mom what she remembered about the incident and yesterday she told me that a long time ago she was searching online for the "tall white alien" and that's when she came across the Millennial Hospitality stuff...whether it's true or not, there were some things that were just so similar to what I remember of the creature.
Like in one of the reports it says there was one walking down a hill in long strides...that's like, exactly what the one I saw was doing. It was running/jogging though...but down a hill, in very long strides...
The picture that Blackmask posted of the Wendigo/Rake sitting on what looks like a child's bed resembles what I saw that morning more than any other image I've compared it to though.
Only difference seems to be the size....what I saw was enormous. 16-18 feet is what I'm guessing now. Although I was eight years old so I guess it would naturally seem much larger than it really was...
I totally agree about the memory of it being unreliable. I wish someone else had been next to me at that time to confirm it.
I need to write down exactly what I remember. It's been so long that I can't remember key details of it...face for example. I know it had black on it's face. That's about all I can remember of the face. I assume it's the eyes that were black.
No idea what you could have seen... The only thing I can think of is something like a gnome.
Very small person, the peasant's clothes..that's how I would picture a gnome. But the black eyes and dry, wrinkly sun-burned skin screams martian...which seems much less likely.
Irvy
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I'm not saying they couldn't be, but it's weird that people think aliens would look so similar to us. Unless they are our creator, prometheus style
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I totally agree about the memory of it being unreliable. I wish someone else had been next to me at that time to confirm it.
No idea what you could have seen... The only thing I can think of is something like a gnome.
Very small person, the peasant's clothes..that's how I would picture a gnome. But the black eyes and dry, wrinkly sun-burned skin screams martian...which seems much less likely.
I think that after reading through the last few pages of this thread I have added the Rake/Wendigo to my list of fears, I would hate to wake up in the middle of the night and see that at the foot of my bed.
Like allot of people I love a good paranormal story and I can empathize with you guys when you talk about questioning yourself as to whether your encounter was a real, a false memory triggered by something unrelated or even just a simple dream.
I have always had a memory that up until recently I had assumed was a very vivid dream, when I was very young, probably around 4 or 5 I remember being at my grandmother's house with my parents, it was a bright day and the sky was completely cloudless and a I remember looking up in the air and seeing a UFO. I remember screaming for my dad and asking him what it was, he replied in the most nonchalant fashion saying that i shouldn't worry and it was just one of those flying saucer things.
What lead me to believe it was a dream was my dad's reaction to the situation, where he was so calm and paid this object in the sky no attention whereas if this event actually occurred I would have expected him to show some kind of reaction to it such as wanting to grab a camera and take photo's or at the very least going to fetch my mum and grandmother so that they could see this to.
As a result of this i just decided to myself that it must have been a dream albeit a very vivid dream and hence I just forgot about it until earlier this year when i asked my mum if anything like that ever happened that she remembered. My mum told me that she didn't remember seeing anything that day but she does remember my dad talking about it and trying to reassure me at the time that it was nothing to worry about.
So then i started to think that maybe i did see something that day and that this whole surreal event that for years I had assumed was a dream may have actually happened.
One thing that I find interesting with allot of paranormal stories is that they often happen to younger children and the people they happen to usually think that they are alone in experiencing them until they do some research and they find other encounters.
I'd agree with Lar'ja Thwei that what Boba Ben encountered sounds like some sort of gnome or little person and correct me if i'm wrong but allot of native american tribes held a believe in little people.
Lar'ja Thwei: I can only imagine how strange your encounter must have been and i must admit the creepiest aspect of that to me i the idea that changes in terrain didn't affect the creatures movement, it just seemed intent on running.
Lejuan
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Thanks for sharing Boba! That is so much cooler than my paranormal story, I'd never heard of people encountering those kinds of creatures/apparitions before. Since the thread has taken a paranormal tangent, I'll mention my experience (which is kind of ordinary after previous accounts in this thread, but here goes):
First up, I was smoking weed at the time. But I've smoked a lot of weed in my time, and I've eaten my share of acid, magic mushrooms and the like. So I know what a drug-induced hallucination looks and feels like, and this wasn't it. I was 17 and hosting a party at my place, which happened to be across the street from a cemetery.
The cemetery was on a square suburban block, with a long, straight path bisecting it from one street to the other. A group of ten of us entered at the south end and began strolling through it to the north end, late at night. As I walked down the path I looked to the end of the path and saw some shadowy figures about 60 meters ahead. They looked and moved like a family, and I remember thinking it odd that a family would be strolling about in a cemetery late at night. I looked away, thinking nothing else of it, but when I looked again down the path, this time there was a group of people standing in the middle of the path, facing our group and around 30-40 meters away.
As we moved closer, the details became clearer and I could make out what they were wearing, period stuff mainly as the cemetery hadn't been 'used' for 50 years. One figure was in a wheelchair. I knew this was b.s. so I turned to one of my mates and asked, deliberately ambiguously, "do you see that?" and he said, "uh, do you mean a group of ____ing people standing right ____ing there looking at us?" and I said, "yeah, that'd be it". We compared what we were seeing and it was the same. I went around the group and two of my other friends saw the same thing, but the others saw nothing and just said I was stoned and trying to freak them out.
As we got about 10 meters from them, they dissipated. They hadn't otherwise moved in any way, it was almost like they were a portrait -though the feeling wasn't one of staring at an image because it felt like I was being looked at.
I dunno. I know a fair bit about the psychology of visual perception and know how much the brain is inclined to see familiar shapes out of just about anything. And the fact that the figures weren't moving leads me to think maybe I was just 'seeing things'. But it just 'felt' different, there was a vibe as much as an image. 20-odd years later and I haven't seen a 'ghost' since. Oddly, at school the following Monday, my mates who had seen exactly - exactly - the same thing, were happy to write it off as a figment of our imaginations. Even so the experience has stayed with me all these years. Maybe it's more a case of some part of me wanting to believe it was a paranormal experience rather than a routine drug-induced figment of my imagination...
Maybe it's normal to be freaked out by dark, lonely places... but if I have a phobia, it's that I'll come across something like this again but it not being the benign experience this was. Can't bare watching paranormal movies to this day
