Late night traveler in Northern AZ

This story was shared by: Anonymous 

"Several of us were on our way to our friends house that lived by the other Native American reservation on the opposite side of the mountain, about 45 minutes away.  I had four friends with me in my new car and we were meeting others at a gas station that was about at the 30 minute mark.

There is a stretch of the highway where it dips down into the valley, out of sight, out of cell phone service. It really is a dead area. As I was driving, approaching this stretch, i saw a man on the side of the road just beyond the barb-wire fence on the side of the road. He was huge, like seven feet tall it would seem. He was almost naked, it seemed he was wearing like a type of loincloth. As we drove by i looked into my rear view mirror and he dissapeared.

I believed i was seeing things and my imagination was playing tricks on me. I didn't say anything and continued driving while my friends yelled at each other having a good time.

We started the decline into the dead stretch. Pitch black surrounding us, (it was like one in the morning) and i saw a figure at the end of my high-beams. It looked like a man again. This time my friend in the passenger seat saw it and screamed telling me to swerve around him. The whole car full of screaming young people went around this tall dark figure of the night. Catching everyone's attention, they started talking to each other wondering what the hell that guy was doing in the middle of the road at night.

We climbed our way onto the other side of the mountain, onto the last part of the stretch in the desert. Almost out of danger and a rest at the gas station. The same dark figure was now straight ahead of us. I tried to turn out of the way, but the steering wheel locked up. I tried braking but it didn't work. We were heading straight for this dark demon and couldn't do anything about it. Closer and closer, the figure didn't move and we hit it. When i say we hit it, i mean, somehow, we went straight through it. The car died, lost all power as this spirit drifted through my car and everything went so, so cold. Not a soaking wet cold, but a hollow, emotionless cold. The car continued to roll at 70 mph with no power until we came to a  stop a mile away from the incident. I started the car back up with the girls and friends petrified.

We rolled into the gas station shivering, with our friends waiting. I was so drained i sat there, not moving. I don't remember what happened for the rest of the night."


-The sheer number of stories of these Skin Walkers in Southern Utah, Arizona and desert valleys around is overwhelming. Some people love these stories because they're entertaining, some don't believe in them at all, but all stories were made with a bit of truth at some time...

The Skin Walkers

The stories of these Skin Walkers have always been intense and bone chilling.  Many people swear that they are real and have had their own experiences. Most stories I've heard have happened near Native American reservations along with being in the middle of the desert.

For those of you who don't know what these things are, here is the basic idea.
The Skin Walker, transforms him/her self into an animal. Some wear hides, some actually transform in an animal (something like a coyote or wolf), some can travel in spirit form. Their every intention is bringing evil and misery and continue to be carriers of darkness and superstition throughout all time. They have been cursed to roam the earth with no end.

A part of the process: Becoming a Skin Walker...
1. Sacrifice a loved one, or sibling, child- someone close to you.
2. Bring in the body to the group, that they may practice some
necrophilia, and then feast on some of the body parts. Later they
will take some of the organs, and make powders and potions.
3. You now begin your apprenticeship with a practicing leader.
4. Your family, and children are no longer yours. They become part or
eventually die.
(http://www.examiner.com/article/navajo-skinwalkers-and-legends-interview-w-jc-johnson-of-crypto-four-corners)

The upcoming posts will share stories about these Skin Walkers!

Jimmy the damn ghost starts with the mind games

Abandoned at home, day 5

on day 4 I was lucky enough to have a day off from Jimmy screwing around with me. Although i think it was part of his plan for me to let my guard down.

Day 5. Work made it a long day. I collapsed onto my bed and just wanted to relax for a minute doing, well, nothing. Several minutes later a T.V. buzz turned on and i turned over uncovering my face from my pillow. My T.V. was now on, showing the empty blue screen. Almost midnight, all lights are off besides my recently turned on T.V. staring at me with an empty blue face. Surely i must have rolled over and pushed the power button on the remote, i MUST find my remote.

I looked everywhere, eventually tearing off all my blankets and covers from the bed and my remote wasn't there. I sat on the edge of my bed wondering where in the hell my remote could have gone. I looked up and there it was, the freaking channel flipper was on my dresser... untouched and unmoved. I turned off the T.V. and sat there in silence, waiting. It wasn't even 10 minutes later before it turned on again but this time to a channel. Apparently, i was going to have a movie night with Jimmy. I let the T.V. stay on for the night and i fell asleep. I woke up the next morning with the T.V. turned off.

Is Jimmy my friend now? I wouldn't mind that. But maybe I dreamed the whole thing? That freaking NyQuil....

Ghosts of Cedar City

Moving into Willowbrook apartments for summer of 2012, i was told that something else was in the apartment before i moved in. Naturally, I didn't worry about it.

The very first week, small subtle things were happening. There was my roommate (we'll call him M), that didn't believe in ghosts, spirits or anything scary but wouldn't watch a horror movie.... funny. So, a few days later, i was looking for a fork for dinner and couldn't find any. I looked in the dishwasher, the drawer, sink, in the couch cushions, nothing. My roommate M came home an hour later from work and asked me what i did with all the forks. I asked him the same thing. Both of us thought we were playing a cruel trick on each other and totally ruled out the idea of a mischievous ghost living in our apartment. A few days later, all the forks magically turned up, back in the drawer where they should have been the whole damn time!

Things disappearing and eventually showing back up later on started becoming a regular thing. My shoes would disappear even, then they would turn up by the door two days later. What the hell was this ghost up to?

 A month later, M moved out and i got a new roommate Jay. Jay has attracted spirits for almost a decade. Some insanely creepy shit has happened with Jay that i will share later. Since Jay moved in, things started to get worse...

The ghost, recently nicknamed Jimmy, started taking over our rooms.

Scariest Supernatural Clips of all time

Supernatural events have always been an exciting adventure for me. Searching out for ghosts/spirits, and then having them follow me home has been horrible lately. While I'm recording my events in my apartment the past few months, here is a video of what people have found and posted on youtube. Come back in a few days and I will start sharing my own stories