Most memorable unexplained event in my life happened while snow shoeing a few miles away from a small north eastern town in Oregon. The sun was just up and there was a fresh layer of snow about four inches worth. The forest was quiet, eerily quiet. It was one of those places that just makes your hair stand on end. I felt someone, something, was watching me. At this point I turn around to head back to my car only to find a fresh set of human size prints right behind my own. Scary part is that the snow is about two feet deep and these prints were only pressed in a couple inches, there was only a right print and it only occurred in intervals of ten feet or so. They started from nowhere and ended near where I had stopped to turn around. What the hell was following me?
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Real Encounters
HorrorThis book is a compilation of terrifying close encounters with creepy people. I do not own or write any of the stories. Book Cover Credits: Simon Gavin
