Site statistics

34327 facts from 176 countries related to 1175 phenomena have been registered in Archive. 2794 of them were solved, another 10535 are under verification for compliance with one of the 317 versions.

12 facts have been added for last 24 hours.

Share your story

You are in "Archive" section

This section contains descriptions of unexplained facts provided by eyewitnesses or published in the media, as well as the results of their analysis by the group.

Ghost. Canada

ID #1557735326
Added Mon, 13/05/2019
Author July N.
Sources
Phenomena
Status
Fact

Initial data

Initial information from sources or from an eyewitness
Source date: 
13.05.2019
Location: 
NL
Canada

According to the Reddit user with the nickname "blackmetalbear" in his life took many unusual. This story is one such.

"I'm from a military family so we never did not live long in one place, dashing around all over the country. Because of this I didn't have permanent friends, but there was a sense of social anxiety. This story happened when we lived in rural Newfoundland (Canada), when I was 14 years old. I have friends, of course, was not, and life as I know it was a gray and nondescript.

We lived on a plot of land with a small river, beyond which was a large and completely dense forest, where I saw a bunch of things, more suitable for horror movies. This is without mentioning the huge swamps and the abandoned house in the middle of the thicket. It was the end of August and my parents were concerned about a strange noise and shouting coming a few weeks from the garden by the river.

They also saw the lights and thought it was a crowd of teenagers trying to get into our garage and steal his father's supply of beer. I heard it a few times, mostly in the evening, and I heard screams coming from across the river from the forest.

I didn't see anything special, many of the local children went to the forest, and I because of his anxiety could not meet them. But one day I broke down and decided to go to the forest and meet these kids. I went on a dirt road and soon met a boy who said his name was Jack. He was 1-2 years younger than me, a little shorter and his clothes looked outdated.

When he saw me he was surprised, but then we said each other "Hello" and have a dialogue. I told him that he heard children shouting in the woods and I was curious what they were doing. Then Jack told me to follow him, so he showed me their "project". We went deep in the forest, in the area where I previously never came.

We were soon joined by two other boys — one my age named Elvis and the other was older than me for two years and his name was Louis. They were also in outdated clothing. They told me that they build their own tree house and asked me if I wanted to help them in their work. I said of course I do, because I wanted to make friends with them.

Now I will describe their outdated clothes. It looked like from the 80s with bright neon colors and big shoulder pads. On the feet they were wearing large rubber boots. The children looked immaculately made with clean faces, no acne, with neat hair, and their outdated clothes was not a speck of dirt. They said they were friends, not brothers.

I decided that they just have very caring parents. The children were very friendly with me and we have had a good relationship. They never talked about his home life, but I'm not surprised. We worked with them on building a tree house using planks, a saw, rope and nails. In two weeks we built a structure the size of a room in an apartment with an observation deck and a large table and was very proud of myself.

Once we were sitting inside at the table and talked about something and I suddenly asked Elvis why I've never seen that before. The fact that in our town only had two schools, and the second was on the other end, so if he lives nearby, he had to go to the same school as me. Elvis was surprised at my question and said the same thought about me. He tried to convince me that walking to the nearest school and talked about their classmates. I did the same thing. And our stories didn't match, although we were the same age.

Then I told them that I had to go home to eat and asked if they wanted to go with me because my parents always cook a lot and be willing to share. And then they suddenly become hostile to me, and from their speeches, I realized that for some reason they flatly refuse to cross the river.

Louie said that if you cross the river, it will lead to unhappiness, but I generally did not understand why they wouldn't. In the end, I just said he can bring food for them and they agreed. I brought them a cake and we ate together.

They then apologized and said it was because of superstition, and I never thought about it. Another week passed and I as usual went to the forest in a tree house. We played and talked, but today the kids were depressed.

Jack looked very sick, like he had at least a pneumonia, but at my question he replied that it was the common cold. However, the other boys looked bad. It is difficult to find the right word, but they looked greasy and kind of sticky. Their hair was dirty, his skin glistened with sweat, and his clothes were filthy. They always wore the same clothes, but I'm not surprised, in the city there were many poor families. We stayed in the house another hour, and then dispersed. Louis before that said meet here again tomorrow, and Jack and Elvis by that time so much was coughing like they had smoked a pack of cigarettes at a time.

At home, I finally told my parents that playing in the woods with the local boys and they found it a little weird. But for me the most important thing was that I found myself three friends. By the way, for that day the noise and screams coming from our garden finally stopped as the flash of light from someone's flashlight.

The next day I came to the treehouse with nails and an axe, I had some work to do on our roof. However, instead of a house I had seen on the wreck. The wall house was demolished, the table was destroyed half, and the observation deck was nearly destroyed. And all this wooden structure looked as if rotting here for a couple of decades.

I decided that some of the other kids found out about our "fortress" in the woods and destroyed it out of envy. So I stayed and waited for their friends to decide what to do next. But they, that day never came. And the next day too. And through the week. I never saw these guys. I became sad and desperate to wait for them. I wanted to go to their homes, but realized that I do not know anything about where they live, they always say only "on the hill".

My parents saw me sad and asked what happened and I told them that friends don't come. I began to comfort him, that maybe they just didn't want to be friends with me and that I have such friends then, too. However, I am still a very long time was sad. Now I am 29 years old and I recently told my wife and kids about the tree house I built with friends and they suddenly disappeared.

My kids immediately said that I was hanging out with children-ghosts. I thought it was a crazy theory, but my wife asked "have you Seen these children someone else besides you?" And I realized that no one saw. My parents only saw lights and heard shouts. I also remembered that later in school I tried to find anything about Elvis, Jack and Louis, too, and found nothing. They never told me about his house, showed it to me and didn't go anywhere with me from the forest.

My wife told me that the story is absolutely terrible and I can tell its on Reddit, which I did."

In the comments to this story have been suggested that the author could fall into a kind of "time capsule". The author mentioned that when he was in a clearing with a ruined building, I saw a Board that he helped create. That is, it really could be a jump in time.

However another reviewer wrote that it was still children of the ghosts and that they were afraid of the river because they once drowned in it. That could explain their anger at the mention of river crossings, the patient look and opened a strong cough.

Translated by «Yandex.Translator»

Hypotheses

List of versions containing features matching the eyewitness descriptions or material evidence
Not enough information

Investigation

Versions testing, their confirmation or refutation. Additional information, notes during the study of materials
Not enough information

Resume

The most likely explanation. The version, confirmed by the investigation
Not enough information

Log in or register to post comments

Site friends

  • Мир тайн — сайт о таинственном
  • Activite-Paranormale
  • UFOlats
  • Новый Бестиарий
  • The Field Reports
  • UFO Meldpunt Nederland
  • GRUPO DE ESTUDOS DE UFOLOGIA CIENTÍFICA
  • Паранормальная наука, наука об аномалиях
  • Новости уфологии
  • UFO Insights
  • Mundo Ovnis

Attention!

18+

Site contains materials that are not recommended for impressionable people.

You are reporting a typo in the following text:
Simply click the "Send typo report" button to complete the report. You can also include a comment.