Silent Specters
During college, I was doing an internship and staying with friends of the family, a married couple in their forties, in St. Petersburg, Florida.
One night I awoke to what seemed to be some sort of ―hissing‖ sound. When I opened my eyes, there was an old woman glaring back at me. She was barely 2 feet away and appeared to be yelling at me, but could only muster this faint, raspy hiss. I was frozen with fear.
She was translucent, so I could sort of see through her. I could feel the cold, and see that she did not want me there. I eventually came to my senses, and I yelled, ―Go away! Go away! You don‘t belong here!‖ And she vanished.
So, the next morning as I sat down to breakfast with my hosts, I told them about my encounter from the night before. Both of their faces turned white. They looked at each and then back at me. Then they told me that the previous owner was an old, mute woman who had died in the very room I was staying in.
And here‘s another fun one . . . I grew up in the Pinelands area of South Jersey. It is well known for being home to the legendary ―Jersey Devil‖.
There is a mile and a half stretch of road called United States Avenue, with nothing but thick woods on either side and almost no streetlights. We used to drive this route to get to high school and to visit friends on the other side of town.Well, one night I was driving back home along this route. Off in the distance on the right-hand side of the road, there was some strange illumination. I began to slow down. As I got closer, it appeared to be some sort of humanoid type figure running through the woods toward the road.
I slowed even more and tried to focus my eyes. I was now within 50-100 feet of this thing, and it looked almost like a person engulfed from head to toe in red and yellow flame. They were running quickly toward the roadside.
Now, the woods along the road were cut back about 15 feet on each side. As it approached the clearing, I slammed on my brakes. This thing hit the clearing for a couple steps and then jumped all the way across the road in front of my car and landed on the other side.
But then it stopped. It stopped and turned its head to look at me. I froze. It only looked for a second, but what‘s weird was that it was a puzzled look, as if to say ―What are you doing here?‖
I felt as if I had somehow stepped into this creature‘s world or dimension. Then it turned away, started running into the woods for another 10 feet or so, and then just vanished.
I was all alone, stopped in the middle of this dark road. My heart was pounding through my chest and I was squeezing that steering wheel like my life depended on it. I finally regained some composure, hit the automatic door lock, and sped home. To this day, I am still not exactly sure what kind of entity I saw there.
These are just two of the many encounters I have had over the years.
During college, I was doing an internship and staying with friends of the family, a married couple in their forties, in St. Petersburg, Florida.
One night I awoke to what seemed to be some sort of ―hissing‖ sound. When I opened my eyes, there was an old woman glaring back at me. She was barely 2 feet away and appeared to be yelling at me, but could only muster this faint, raspy hiss. I was frozen with fear.
She was translucent, so I could sort of see through her. I could feel the cold, and see that she did not want me there. I eventually came to my senses, and I yelled, ―Go away! Go away! You don‘t belong here!‖ And she vanished.
So, the next morning as I sat down to breakfast with my hosts, I told them about my encounter from the night before. Both of their faces turned white. They looked at each and then back at me. Then they told me that the previous owner was an old, mute woman who had died in the very room I was staying in.
And here‘s another fun one . . . I grew up in the Pinelands area of South Jersey. It is well known for being home to the legendary ―Jersey Devil‖.
There is a mile and a half stretch of road called United States Avenue, with nothing but thick woods on either side and almost no streetlights. We used to drive this route to get to high school and to visit friends on the other side of town.Well, one night I was driving back home along this route. Off in the distance on the right-hand side of the road, there was some strange illumination. I began to slow down. As I got closer, it appeared to be some sort of humanoid type figure running through the woods toward the road.
I slowed even more and tried to focus my eyes. I was now within 50-100 feet of this thing, and it looked almost like a person engulfed from head to toe in red and yellow flame. They were running quickly toward the roadside.
Now, the woods along the road were cut back about 15 feet on each side. As it approached the clearing, I slammed on my brakes. This thing hit the clearing for a couple steps and then jumped all the way across the road in front of my car and landed on the other side.
But then it stopped. It stopped and turned its head to look at me. I froze. It only looked for a second, but what‘s weird was that it was a puzzled look, as if to say ―What are you doing here?‖
I felt as if I had somehow stepped into this creature‘s world or dimension. Then it turned away, started running into the woods for another 10 feet or so, and then just vanished.
I was all alone, stopped in the middle of this dark road. My heart was pounding through my chest and I was squeezing that steering wheel like my life depended on it. I finally regained some composure, hit the automatic door lock, and sped home. To this day, I am still not exactly sure what kind of entity I saw there.
These are just two of the many encounters I have had over the years.
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