Compilation Of Horror Stories

55: Henry The Hitchhiker

Henry the Hitchhiker

A couple of years ago, I was working the night shift. I was on my way to work around 12am when I was stopped at a street light. I was the only person on the road so I was getting impatient waiting for the light to change.

As I was sitting there, I heard a knock on my passenger window. I looked over, and there's this older gentleman probably around 60 or so, just standing there. I roll down my window like an idiot, and ask him if he was okay. He just stands there, so I’m thinking he's drunk or maybe has something wrong with him. I ask him again. Still no answer.

Finally, he says can you give me a ride? Keep in mind that the light has already changed twice so I should've gone already. I asked where do you need me to take you? The guy said just up the street not far from here, I said okay but if it's farther I have to drop you off because I'm going to be late for work. I said get in.

Again, I was worried if he was drunk—I didn't want him getting hit or getting hurt some other way. The man got in. As soon as I started to drive, I asked him his name and other small talk while he just sat there.

Finally, he answered my name is Henry. I said, pleased to meet you, Henry. Are you sure you're okay? You really shouldn't be walking out at night in the road you could get hit.

Henry just sat there, saying nothing. It was a cool night, not freezing, but I noticed that Henry was shivering. I asked if he wanted me to turn the heat on he said yes please. After about 10 minutes of driving, I asked Henry if we were getting close to his house because I had to get to work, he just sat there. Finally he said STOP!!

So I stop the car, and he said we’re here. I look around and there's nothing but fields on both sides. I asked him here? He said yes please. He gets out and starts walking down the street. I'm thinking to myself, what the heck?

As I'm about to get out of my car to go see what he's doing, he stops in the middle of the road and just stands there. At this point I'm getting worried/frustrated that I'm going to be late, so I just put my car in drive and slowly start to drive away. When I look in my mirror, I see Henry following me. I look down because I get a notice on my phone, and when I look up again Henry is gone.

Now keep in mind, I only looked away for a couple of seconds there's no way that a person could move that quick out of my sight. By this time I'm freaking out, so I speed up and get to work. When I get inside, I see one of my coworkers and he sees that I'm a little out of it, so he asks me what's wrong.

I tell him my story and he goes oh, you’ve seen him, too. He explains that a bunch of people have seen that guy. He asks for a ride, and if you give him one, he'll have you drive so far then stop and he'll get out. If you tell him no, he will follow your car and when you look up in your mirror, he's gone.

I'm like maybe I'm dreaming or just tired, so when I'm driving home after work it's in the morning and I'm coming up to where I dropped Henry off, and wouldn't you know it, in the far distance there is a small cemetery with around 10 headstones.

Needless to say, I quickly drove home and the next night I put in for a transfer to the day shift. If you find yourself alone at night stopped at a traffic light, take my advice and don't give anyone a ride—you just don't know who or what they really are!!

- Jbharro

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