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Lake Vermilion ~ English ~ True story

I found this on the internet Cx Enjoy!

Btw it's supposed to be a true story. So if you don't like to read Horror-stories from real life, you should NOT read this!

The story you are about to read is TRUE and not made up in any way. One of my friends actually suffered a nervous breakdown after the incident and needed to go into counseling.

I had three really good friends and their names were Kevin, Ryan and Tommy. Every Summer, our parents would take us on vacation. We always stayed in a remote cabin in the forests of Minnesota. The cabin was located on a large island in the middle of Lake Vermilion.

Eventually, when we were old enough, our parents let us go to the cabin on our own for the first time. When we got there, we parked the car on a gravel road beside the lake. Then, we had to take a boat across the lake about a half mile to reach the cabin. There were a few other cabins on the island, but they were all at least half mile away.

The cabin was quite small and it only had a kitchen, a bathroom and 2 bedrooms. At night, it was pitch black. There were no street lights for miles and the only light came from the moon. There were no curtains on the windows, so when you were sleeping there at night, you could see the moon shining down on the trees and the lake outside.

On the third night of our trip, we set up a campfire by the edge of the lake. The moon was full and the pale white glow was shimmering across the lake. We were gazing up at the stars when all of a sudden we heard a splashing sound, as if something was moving about on the water.

Ryan suddenly stood up and pointed, saying "What the hell is that?"

We all looked in the direction he was pointing, peering into the darkness. After a while, I could make out what he was pointing at. I'll never forget the feeling of terror that came over me. The hair on the back of my neck stood up and goosebumps appeared on my arms. I was paralyzed with fear.

Out in the middle of the lake, there was a woman's head. It was just floating there on the surface of the water, staring directly at us. She had pale white skin and long black hair that was matted across her face. The rest of her was submerged or not even there.

We tried to tell ourselves it was just a loon. They're black and white birds that hunt at night, diving deep into the water. It didn't look like a loon, but that's what we tried to convince ourselves it was. We threw some more wood on the fire and tried to forget about it, but it still gave me the creeps.

About an hour later, I had to go to the toilet, so I walked down to the edge of the dock and peed into the lake. Looking out over the moonlit lake, I noticed the thing was still there, but now it was much closer. It still looked like a woman's head and it still seemed to be staring right at me. Its face was still extremely pale, as if it hadn't been out in the sun for years and I could easily make out some facial features... the eyes and the nose.

A feeling of incredible unease came over me as I realized it couldn't be a loon. There was no way a loon could tread water for that length of time. There were no ripples around it either. It wasn't moving at all. It was just standing there, stiff as a board, submerged in the water.

I immediately zipped up my pants and ran back up the dock to where my friends were, sitting around the campfire. I told them what I had seen, but none of them dared to go down the dock to take a closer look. We tried to tell ourselves it was just a log or a tree branch, jutting out of the water. I could tell everyone else felt uneasy too. None of us really believed that.

We went back into the cabin and shut the door, locking it behind us. It was very late and we needed to sleep. None of us mentioned the thing in the lake. We were all trying to avoid talking about it.