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3 Horror Stories Animated Compilation - Martin Animations · Martin Animations

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  Speaker 1: When I was 14, I was sent to a mental institution.
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  Speaker 1: Here's why. I don't have any friends, and I kept
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  Speaker 1: to myself. I loved to look at pictures of dead people.
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  Speaker 1: And to be honest, I still do. My parents struggled
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  Speaker 1: with trying to make me act normal. And I have
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  Speaker 1: no explanation for you or for them. I didn't like
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  Speaker 1: other kids. I didn't like anyone. Not even my parents.
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  Speaker 1: The only person that I did like was my little
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  Speaker 1: brother Harold, who was just like me. He was quiet,
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  Speaker 1: and he didn't have any friends either. We would play
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  Speaker 1: outside and hang out all the time, and everything was great.
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  Speaker 1: Until this one night. Harold and I got into an argument,
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  Speaker 1: and he told me that he wished he could kill
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  Speaker 1: our parents. I wasn't close with our parents, and like
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  Speaker 1: I said before, I didn't even like them. but I
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  Speaker 1: never felt like hurting them. Harold told me that not
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  Speaker 1: only did he want to hurt them, he wanted to
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  Speaker 1: cut them open with the pocket knife in the garage.
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  Speaker 1: He wanted to take the knife and slit them open.
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  Speaker 1: This made me cry. I ran to my parents' room,
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  Speaker 1: probably like 2 o'clock in the morning, screaming and crying.
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  Speaker 1: Harold followed me and was screaming that I was lying
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  Speaker 1: over and over. I screamed and told my parents what
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  Speaker 1: Harold said and what he wanted to do, My mom
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  Speaker 1: started crying uncontrollably, and my dad started breathing really heavy. Obviously,
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  Speaker 1: what I told them was scaring them, and Harold was
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  Speaker 1: crying too at this point. The next day, my dad
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  Speaker 1: took me to the mental institution. For the longest time,
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  Speaker 1: I was in that hospital, angry, not understanding why I
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  Speaker 1: had to live there and Harold didn't. It wasn't until
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  Speaker 1: seven years later that I learned why. My dad came
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  Speaker 1: to visit me one day, and when I asked about Harold,
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  Speaker 1: as I always did, he finally said it. Harold didn't exist.
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  Speaker 1: I ran into their room that night, screaming and arguing
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  Speaker 1: with myself about how I wanted to kill them. But
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  Speaker 1: I didn't want to. This was out of this world.
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  Speaker 1: Insanely scary. Please forgive the short length. Not much happened.
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  Speaker 1: I was 11 years old, living in Boston with my dad.
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  Speaker 1: I woke up one night super late for an unknown reason.
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  Speaker 1: You know how sometimes you just wake up, look around
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  Speaker 1: your room, and then fall back asleep? Yep, that's what happened.
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  Speaker 1: I woke up not sure what time, but sometime in
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  Speaker 1: the middle of the night. I was looking around the room,
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  Speaker 1: And sitting in the darkness of my open closet, I
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  Speaker 1: saw a face. A face I had never seen before.
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  Speaker 1: Someone was sitting in my closet looking at me. The
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  Speaker 1: ability to move my limbs completely left me. I was frozen.
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  Speaker 1: I stared at this person for what felt like an hour.
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  Speaker 1: Trying to remember now, I'd say it was really only
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  Speaker 1: about 20 seconds. Whoever it was reached their arm out
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  Speaker 1: of the darkness in front of them, and slid the
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  Speaker 1: closet door closed, looking into my eyes the entire time.
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  Speaker 1: The door closed, and I lay there frozen for probably
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  Speaker 1: another 20 seconds, and then I realized I had to
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  Speaker 1: leave this room. Obviously, there was no way I was
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  Speaker 1: going to go back to sleep. I got up as
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  Speaker 1: silently as I could and walked out of my bedroom,
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  Speaker 1: which the door was cracked open. I ran to my
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  Speaker 1: dad's room and went inside. I woke him up, and naturally,
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  Speaker 1: he was shocked. when I told him that someone was
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  Speaker 1: in my closet. He told me to stay in his room,
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  Speaker 1: and he went to check. The thought of something happening
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  Speaker 1: to my dad scared the hell out of me, so
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  Speaker 1: I was crying, waiting for him to come back. After
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  Speaker 1: a minute or two, he finally came back and told
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  Speaker 1: me that no one was there. Cliche ending, I know.
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  Speaker 1: I will say this. I do not care if people
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  Speaker 1: believe me or not. It really happened. I was not dreaming.
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  Speaker 1: When I left my room, whoever it was in the
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  Speaker 1: closet left as well. The front door, the back door,
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  Speaker 1: and most of our windows were all unlocked. Stupid, I know,
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  Speaker 1: but we were ignorant. This happened six years ago, and
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  Speaker 1: when I try to remember the face, I can't visualize
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  Speaker 1: the details, except one thing. One thing I have always
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  Speaker 1: been sure of. It was a man, and he was
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  Speaker 1: missing teeth. How do I know? because he was smiling
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  Speaker 1: at me the whole time. This incident took place around
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  Speaker 1: six months ago on an overnight trip into the Superstition Mountains,
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  Speaker 1: which are about an hour drive east of Phoenix. I'm
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  Speaker 1: not going to specify the exact trail, because I've been
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  Speaker 1: doing this stuff long enough to realize what happens when
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  Speaker 1: you say too much. Whether it's a good trail, abandoned mine,
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  Speaker 1: ghosts or whatever it might be, people come flocking, and
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  Speaker 1: usually with a lot of trash and loud music. This
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  Speaker 1: particular trail I was taking was an 8-mile loop through
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  Speaker 1: a canyon, a pretty simple overnight trip. I had planned
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  Speaker 1: to go with my friend, but at last minute he cancelled,
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  Speaker 1: and he left me on my own. So with a
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  Speaker 1: packed bag and a car ready to go, I decided
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  Speaker 1: to go on my own. Not leaving the house on
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  Speaker 1: time and some trouble navigating rough forest roads, I didn't
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  Speaker 1: arrive to the trailhead, until around 545, which for those
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  Speaker 1: of you who don't backpack, this is a very big no-no.
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  Speaker 1: I had about a 4 mile hike until I arrived
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  Speaker 1: at my planned camping spot, and it was getting dark fast,
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  Speaker 1: so I figured if I moved quick enough, I could
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  Speaker 1: get at least 2-3 miles in before I had to
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  Speaker 1: find a spot. This strategy left me hiking a very
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  Speaker 1: dark trail on my own, with about 15 miles of
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  Speaker 1: dirt road between me and anyone else. Hiking in the
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  Speaker 1: dark by itself is scary, especially for where I was
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  Speaker 1: and being on my own. Eventually it got so dark
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  Speaker 1: that I could only see where my headlamp was pointing,
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  Speaker 1: and that's when I figured I needed to stop and
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  Speaker 1: get a camp set up. With only using the headlamp
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  Speaker 1: as my light source and trying to move fast, I
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  Speaker 1: ended up in a less than ideal spot, but there
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  Speaker 1: were some burnt pieces of wood and the remains of
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  Speaker 1: a fire circle so it looked like people had been
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  Speaker 1: there before, but it didn't look recent. My first priority
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  Speaker 1: was to get a fire going. I scanned the area
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  Speaker 1: around me and was able to find some dry wood,
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  Speaker 1: and I got the fire going. I got my tarp
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  Speaker 1: set up and cracked an open can of chili mac
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  Speaker 1: I had brought for myself, and was very much looking
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  Speaker 1: forward to eating. I was feeling good. My camp was
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  Speaker 1: set up and my food was on the fire. The
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  Speaker 1: feeling of uneasiness from the hike had almost gone away,
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  Speaker 1: but it was still there, the side effect of camping
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  Speaker 1: alone in a remote area. To fully understand what happened,
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  Speaker 1: I have to explain to you how my camp was
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  Speaker 1: set up. The site I had picked was a small clearing,
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  Speaker 1: surrounded by large pine trees, with a trail about 30
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  Speaker 1: feet to my left. When you're in the woods and
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  Speaker 1: have a fire going, the fire casts a circle of
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  Speaker 1: light around it, and everything in the edge of that circle,
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  Speaker 1: and past it, are pitch black. I was sitting on
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  Speaker 1: the ground near my fire eating my dinner when a
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  Speaker 1: small rock about the size of a marble was thrown
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  Speaker 1: into my camp. I looked in shock as I was
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  Speaker 1: positive that I was the only person on this trail
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  Speaker 1: that night. I immediately turned my light on and towards
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  Speaker 1: the area where I had seen the rock come from
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  Speaker 1: but due to the density of the pines and the
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  Speaker 1: brush I could only see about 10 feet. I spent
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  Speaker 1: the next 15 minutes in disbelief as I scanned in
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  Speaker 1: the tree line that surrounded me, searching for whoever had
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  Speaker 1: thrown the rock, not daring to stray too far from
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  Speaker 1: my fire, that in hindsight offered me a false sense
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  Speaker 1: of security. After sitting back down and spending the rest
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  Speaker 1: of my time on high alert, I was able to
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  Speaker 1: convince myself that I had somehow kicked the rock, or
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  Speaker 1: it had fallen from a tree or something. I went
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  Speaker 1: to sleep that night not expecting the pure terror that
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  Speaker 1: was about to unfold. I awoke to the sound of
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  Speaker 1: rustling leaves, barely inaudible if you weren't listening for them,
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  Speaker 1: but they were there. Still in a sleepy daze, I listened,
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  Speaker 1: as the rustling of leaves got harder to hear, as
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  Speaker 1: I assumed they were moving away from me. I went
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  Speaker 1: to grab my handheld flashlight that I had left next
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  Speaker 1: to me when I had fallen asleep, but the more
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  Speaker 1: I looked, the more scared I got as I came
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  Speaker 1: to realize that it was no longer there. I stood
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  Speaker 1: up in my sleeping bag and ducked out of my
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  Speaker 1: tarp and looked around. I was able to see a light,
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  Speaker 1: off in the woods. It couldn't have been more than
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  Speaker 1: fifteen feet away. It was my flashlight, laying on the
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  Speaker 1: ground in a pile of leaves. This is one of
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  Speaker 1: those few moments in my life where I have almost
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  Speaker 1: crapped my pants. The flashlight that I had left sitting
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  Speaker 1: right next to me when I had fallen asleep a
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  Speaker 1: few hours ago was now fifteen feet away. in the
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  Speaker 1: tree-line of the woods. I hurriedly slipped my boots on,
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  Speaker 1: clutching my knife in my other hand and keeping my
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  Speaker 1: head on a swivel. I weighed my options, stay here
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  Speaker 1: and wait out the night or attempt the three mile
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  Speaker 1: hike back to the car in the dark. I figured
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  Speaker 1: that whoever was out there with me was definitely going
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  Speaker 1: to have a better advantage if I was out on
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  Speaker 1: the trail without a light. So I decided to stay
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  Speaker 1: at the camp, and wait out the night. Eventually, whoever
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  Speaker 1: it was came back. I could hear them walking around
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  Speaker 1: the woods. It was far off, but I could hear them.
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  Speaker 1: It sounded like someone leisurely walking by, like they were
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  Speaker 1: on a stroll, without a care in the world. Sometimes
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  Speaker 1: they would walk so far away, and I would lose
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  Speaker 1: the sound of their steps. But then, an hour later,
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  Speaker 1: maybe two, they would return. still faint. This went on
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  Speaker 1: for three or four hours until I listened to the
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  Speaker 1: steps get closer and closer until they were about seven
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  Speaker 1: feet away from me. At this point the fire had
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  Speaker 1: gotten very small as I had run out of wood
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  Speaker 1: in my pile. The footsteps stopped and everything went totally silent.
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  Speaker 1: I sat there still for two hours clutching a knife
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  Speaker 1: in my hand and prayed that I wouldn't hear anything else.
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  Speaker 1: I stayed like that until the sun cast enough light
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  Speaker 1: that I could see that I was alone in my campsite.
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  Speaker 1: I packed my things and speed walked the three miles
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  Speaker 1: back down the trail I had taken. I arrived at
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  Speaker 1: the empty dirt road where my car was parked, and
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  Speaker 1: nearly sprinted to it as I unlocked my Subaru, jumped in,
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  Speaker 1: and drove, and didn't stop until I had put at
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  Speaker 1: least twenty miles between me and that place. I stopped
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  Speaker 1: at a gas station to buy a Red Bull, but
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  Speaker 1: mostly just to see or talk to another As I
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  Speaker 1: exited the store, I was able to read what someone
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  Speaker 1: had written in the dust on my back window. Sleep well?
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  Speaker 1: A lot of weird things have happened to me on
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  Speaker 1: my various adventures through Arizona, but this is the weirdest
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  Speaker 1: and the scariest by far. There was somebody seriously deranged
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  Speaker 1: in the woods that night. Do yourself a favor and
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  Speaker 1: stay as far away from those mountains as you can.