…When I braked to avoid hitting it, it turned and ran up a hill changing form to a goat then standing up like a human and disappeared behind a hill….
…There would be one each time, a different number and suit, just leaning against the window at floor level. I never saw a court card, mainly high number cards.
I thought that maybe a street magician had a friend on the inside who was helping with a card-thru-window trick, but it wouldn’t make sense for a large financial institution to play games inside their own building….
…I was sitting in the living room (11 at the time) and I saw him walk down my dark hallway and slam the front door shut. It didn’t make a noise since a screen door was in front of it, but I screamed and called my mom which was outside. She ran in and said she didn’t hear me scream…
….We looked from the window down at the stubble in the field below. As the light framed a patch of weeds the girl began to say how she had fond memories of collecting the dry thistle-heads as a child. We both turned and looked out across the field. I was just think long of what to say, and for a split second my eyes refocused on our reflection in the window. She looked like she was screaming at full volume, her head back and her mouth stretching open, her throat was thick with the air in it and her wide eyes were focused on mine…..
When I picked it up it was still cold as though thrown from the nearby road, but why?
Underneath carpet and floorboards, Mrs Sutton found nearly 400 prosthetic legs….
I was driving down the national trails highway (route 66) from Beatty, NV where I had slept in a rest stop overnight. I noticed this strange statue in the sand to the side of the highway near Amboy, CA but kept going. Once I saw the second same statue a bit down the road I decided to pull off and take pictures. There were 2 large stone foo dogs (.4 mile apart) facing toward the mountains, desert and caves across the highway. The dirt around the statues was torn up like someone had made a labyrinth like path around the property between the two statues with a truck. I took photos and when I got service a bit down the road (once I got to the only gas station for miles) I posted them online. I started driving toward Joshua Tree, right as I passed the chloride mines I decided to pull off again to find my cigarettes, I checked my twitter and was told I should post my findings on this site. That’s where the story really begins….
Look up in the trees. They are hard to see but way up high are at least 50 or baby doll heads nailed to the branches. Some hang from trees some are whole baby dolls…..
My home is haunted. I’ve been living in my home for almost 20 years and since day one there has been paranormal activity from someone knocking on doors to people walking through our home and objects flying off of the kitchen walls….