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You know those nights you’re driving and you notice a car’s headlights behind you? It’s nothing unusual until they disappear on a road with nothing but trees on both sides. Maybe we’re just paranoid, who knows?
Of course…my story is a little more exciting than that.
My friends and I were out late eating dinner. We were taking a rather busy highway home, however at 3am it’s not so busy. It was a normal ride until we noticed a car fly onto the wrong side of the road going opposite of traffic. (Thankfully no one was on that side when they were driving the wrong way.)
Just as quickly as the car entered the road, it screeched off to the side out of the road. However, the car seemed to vanish as it drove through the trees. We thought, maybe there’s a road or a driveway we’re unaware of right there and it’s some kids messing around late at night.
We arrive at the exact spot where the car pulled onto the road. Guardrail. We continue down the road to where the car turned back off of the road. Guardrail. The only thing we saw during that stretch of road was guardrail and trees. There was absolutely no way a car should have turned into the opposite side, drove the wrong way, veered back off, and then vanish. Especially when there was all guardrail.
My friends and I had some arguments as to what we might’ve witnessed, but we all agreed that we saw something that we shouldn’t have. Was it a glimpse into the past, perhaps residual and stuck in time? Or was it more complex, maybe we saw a parallel dimension slide into our own?
We’ll never know. And to this day, if I drive past that stretch of road I always look for a sign to clear my head and help explain what happened that one late night.
Post-mortem photography (Mourning portrait)- The practice of photographing the recently deceased. These photographs of deceased love ones were a normal part of American and European culture in the nineteenth and early twentieth centuries.
Yeah, It’s was hard dealing with work and school. Not only that, but my family was having a difficult time financially. My tumblr has this Glitch. Like I never knew that I had all these messages and submissions. I don’t wanna “re-post” any scary story or video that any other horror blog has already posted.
To My Followers:
ANYWAY, I will Try to check this blog daily. Please Submit any story or video or any thing that you find creepy!