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  • #61
    This one takes place at home, back when I was a kid. I got up in the middle of the night to get a glass of water and glanced out the window to see a softly glowing orb bobbing gently down the driveway about 2 feet above the ground. I am convinced I am having an alien encounter.

    Softly glowing orb goes past kitchen window, comes up deck stairs and hovers at the sliding glass door. At this point, I am hiding around the corner, waiting for it to morph through the glass and attack me when I hear a soft "woof."

    It's my dog. Holding a glow-in-the-dark frisbee that he snagged from some poor kid's yard.
    Life would be infinitely better if pinatas suddenly appeared throughout the day.

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      #62
      Originally posted by Paddys Mom:
      I was out cleaning the paddock, keeping my eyes out for angry wasps which I had just been killing. I suddenly felt something in my hair. I ran around screaming and swatting at my head until my hair clip finally stopped attacking me and flew out of my hair.
      ROFL! I have so been there, done that. On multiple occasions.
      "I did know once, only I've sort of forgotten." - Winnie the Pooh

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      • #63
        thank you, thank you, thankyou. not only does my story pale in comparison, but now i'm starting to think that i'm almost BRAVE. LOL
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          #64
          Ever get that feeling that even though you've just discovered the harmless source of a scary noise, it may have only been a diversion? You know how you'll see in movies where the main character is given a fright, she looks out the door, there's nothing there, but when she turns around there's a monster/bad guy directly behind her? I'm not trying to pass on any heebiejeebies... honest!... but it goes back to that "Ever feel you're being watched?" thing.
          "I did know once, only I've sort of forgotten." - Winnie the Pooh

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          • #65
            This happened years ago at a barn where I took lessons. I was frequently the last one there at night, along with my instructor, since I took lessons at night, under the lights....My instructor lived in a house on the farm, which was well over 100 yrs old. The barn was very old also, and it sat well off the main road. One night, after tucking all the horses in for the night, (they were really wired and 'on alert'for some reason) and closing the doors of the short isle, we were in the main isle (it is a T-shaped barn) and both my instructor and myself saw 'something', a dark shadow, pass the short isle. We both looked at each other, and the horses went nuts. We went to the short isle, and the barn doors were open These doors were the heavy, squeeky, slider doors---and niether of us heard them open....it was then that we believed the rumors about that place...everyone told us strange things happened there....that was enough to make us believe
            Susan

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            • #66
              OOoh, yeah, the bear stories, that reminds me:

              This was only a few years ago. I live in Connecticut. I was exploring some new trails in about 500 acres of abandoned old boyscout camp next to state forest. So there were alot of old dirt fire roads, lots of trails and a really huge old lake, which was almost all filled in with water lilies and swamp. There were alot of streams and a whole lot of beavers. Very quiet and sort of creepy because the forest was so grown up again and old and over run in alot of ways. So I am exploring a trail I hadn't seen before, which seemed like it might lead out to a main road, great access if it worked out. The trail begain to get smaller and more faint, but still could be followed by the breaks in the trees. I was beginning down a slope, along side this "table rock" I called it; old huge chunk of bedrock pushed up by the glacier here on the coast of connecticut. the trail ran down alongside this rock, and I could see caves and crannies under it as I rode by. Also, there was this rotted tree. It was about 4 feet high, about 1.5 feed wide and very rotted. Pistol my horse just loved these rides, and we were bouncing downhill down to the bottom of the slope past the rock, into what turned out to be a sort of draw, or creek bottom. Lots of swamp and skunk cabbage, and through the trees the backs of folks' houses - we had come out onto the back of some housing developement, so, turn around we go and head back up the trail and outa here. Back up past the table rock, and oh, yeah, where is that rotted tall tree stump. Couldn't find it. Then I saw it, and stopped the horse to look at it and think about it. After we had passed it on our way down, about 3 minutes ago, something had come along and split the stump into a four-way smash and the four parts of it were smashed onto the ground sort of like the petal of a flower and the whole rotted thing was all scattered all over. Pistol and I sat looking at it and I was thinking, "Interesting. Now that must be a pretty big skunk or raccoon to smash down that stump like that. Lets see, what's bigger than a raccoon, a man, but naw, no one's out here. Do we have badgers around here? Bob Cats? A Cat or coyote wouldn't care about an old rotted tree stump, someone was eating all the bugs, but he had to be tall to smash down on that 4 foot stump, and, oh, shit, it had to have been a bear..." And it sort of slowly dawned on me that right behind us had been a bear stopping to snuff out the stump half way down the slope as we bounced on down to the bottom. He might even have been following us for a while, until he found that tasty rotten stump, and as this idea takes ahold of my brain, my brain begins to activate the adrenaline chems and my brain fills up with all this red stuff, and everything looks real red, and Pistol seemed to have realized all this at the same time and we suddenly bolted, BOLTED, I tell you the freak outta there.

              Of course, I went riding the next day all by myself again, anyway.
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              • #67
                So I'm not the only person with an irrational fear of shark attack? Wink I'm not a huge fan of swimming in murky lakes or ponds either.
                Thats me, pools only, even boats bother me, a cruise, forget it. Wells, thats a different story
                After watching the movie Signs, I was nervous about going outside, never watch a scary movie, before going out to the barn at night.
                Or openeing the door to go out to the barn and hearing the coyotes howling.
                I went, but made alot of noise first.
                I had my horse spook in place yesterday, while riding in the bush, he took a step and did it again. I figured it was at the pile of brush I had moved the other day. No, someone was cutting wood, there is NO one ever in the bush, until yesterday.
                There is just as much horse sense as ever, but the horses have most of it.
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                • #68
                  Growing up in the 1980's with the whole Horror film thing going on and a little bit of imagination the barn was always potentially filled with serial killers, rabid dogs, half human half whatever mutants, the blob, you name it...the worst was one night we were telling ghost stories in the tack room and one of the kids mother's, popped in to pick her daughter up....basically imagine Tammy Faye Baker in the height of her make-up days....but recently sun burned and just out of aerobics... suddenly face first popping through the dimly lit door...utter insanity! So much screaming and running the poor woman collapsed, herself, as everyone fled the barn! The poor horses were probably like "what in all things Holy is going on now."

                  p.s I am terrified of shark attacks too..one of my most vivid nightmares, that I still remember, Jaws leaves the water and on little Tyranasaurus type legs chases me through a city and I hide in a garage as he passes by!
                  "All life is precious"
                  Sophie Scholl

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                  • #69

                    OMG MistyBlue and TB/not TB you guys had me rolling with your stories! So funny!

                    I get really creeped out coming from the barn to the house. Its maybe 75 yards-but I always see shadows and feel like I'm being followed. Its usually the cat I always take my lab Lilly with me though, thinking she'll protect me if the axe murderer or escaped psycho attacke me. This is the same dog that hides under the bed in thunderstorms and has a heart attack if my dad startles by her opening the bathroom door. What am I thinking...

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                    • #70
                      These stories are hilarious!

                      My most recent spook came after staying up late to watch the movie "Stigmata", with Patricia Arquette - pretty creepy. Anyway, I noticed I had left the barn light on. Like a big chicken, I asked my 19-yr. old son to accompany me. Like a big, lazy bum, he refused. So, I scampered across the yard, and as I just about reached the barn door, two cats decided to brawl underneath my truck, which was parked 10 feet from the door. I jumped and squealed like Richard Simmons on crack, and about had an aneurysm. The most annoying thing about it was the fact I don't even own a cat.
                      Is it me or do 99.9% of cowboys just look better with their hats on?
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                      • #71
                        I'll tell you a creepy story, of a ghost horse, I figure it had to be. When I was twelve I hadn't bought my mare yet (dad hadn't bou8ght her yet) and took lessons on her. The private farm where she lived was an old fox hunting facility from the 1700's. The barn was Georgeous, with hand forged wrought iron grills, 14 x 14 stalls, huge old beams, a beauteous upstairs loft with groom's apartment, and the floors were an old, red brick cobblestone. This made for quite the clatter if a horse got rattled in the crossties. There were many interesting aisles, twists and turns to the aisles, two stalls here, around a corner a set of 6 stalls there, another corner a double row of 16 straight stalls, back the other way and through a rolling door a huge carriage room with stalls all around the sides. Stuff like that. Only all of them were empty, the stalls dug out, no equipment around, the place clean and quiet. My mare's stall was next to the other horse's, the one out in the pasture, and those were the only two in use and bedded down.

                        There were only my mare and another retired OTTB gelding. who that day and everyday was across the street munching on about 75 acres of pasture. One day I had finished grooming after riding, and put my mare in her stall. the old barn was quiet, dust motes filtered through the shafts of sunlight. I heard the clear ringing sound of shod hooves pacing quickly across the paved paddock and into the barn, stopped for a moment as though at the front entrance, then they came on, down and aisle, turned a corner, the clatter of the horse being turned and put in cross ties. I was curious as to who this was. As far as I knew Freddy the other TB was a)not shod and b)uncatchable and rarely brought into the barn, and besides, the owner wasnt' around. She'd driven away gone up to her house or something when I'd finished my lesson and I was alone in the barn cleaning up. I was just about to leave the mare's stall and close up her stall door when the other horse suddenly began to scramble in the cross ties. There was the sound of a horse slipping and sliding on the cobbles, snaps of chains or something and the sound of a horse galloping down the barn aisle and sliding around a corner. I ran to the area, the horse galloping sound ahead of me and the hooves clattering sounded like they had broken out of the barn doorway and into the paved yard and by the time I got to the barn doorway and paved yard (fenced with board fence and gates closed) the hoof sounds had died away.

                        No horse. I went back in the barn, looking for the person who had put the horse in cross ties, and could find no one, and no cross ties, actually, set up anywhere but the ones at my mare's stall. The other stalls were all dug out and empty; no cross ties or equipment near them.

                        Very wierd. Very creepy. When the owner came back (she wasn't gone long, I forget where she had gone, maybe driven back up to the house for something) she told me the history of the place, what it was used for, and that she had heard horse sounds there throughout the years, although usually it was something like a horse sneeze, or a whoof, or the slam of a hoof into a stall wall, or rattle of a bucket, when no other horses were in the barn, always around a corner, somewhere. She thought the clatter of shod hooves on the brick aisle was cool. I thought it was super creepy. Would love to know the stories of horses and owners in that old barn, eh?
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                        • #72
                          like Richard Simmons on crack

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                          • #73
                            So I"m sitting at work, reading all these tales of terror and my phone rang...I screamed. THen I get to Richard Simmons on crack and start laughing hysterically. I'm waiting for the guys in white coats to show up....


                            As far as senseless defense... I was barn sitting one weekend, I did it often as a teen when the family would go away to the big shows. So it was fine, I was content. The farm is int he suburbs and a public area. Despite tales of it being haunted, and I truly believe it was, it was not a scary ghost, just THERE.

                            So one weekend in fall, just as the weather is changing, I am sitting in the living room and hear their lab growling and barking ferociously. I step outside and it is about 10pm and windy and rainy. I call for him, but the growling continued. He was in the barn...the dark barn... So I grab a coat and tell myself I"m not scared, and walk down to the barn. I go inside talking to the dog in a happy voice and saying hi to the ghosts (the girls name was Sara and her horses name was Silver) so that what or whoever has him all upset won't think I'm scared. I hit the lights...all of them. Stall lights, aisle lights, indoor lights office lights, tack room lights hahaha because clearly no one can murder you if the lights are on, that only happens in the dark. Normally the dog would come running and the poor cat he was terrorizing would run for a safe hiding place, but he wasn't coming... I heard things moving in the tackroom, and saw the 2 barn cats sitting near the dog looking terrified. So I grab something to protect myself...a bottle of glass cleaner we used to wipe off the marker board. That would sting if you sprayed it someone's eyes, right? I walk up to the lab whose hair is standing on end and glance through the window in the tackroom and see a saddle pad slip off a saddle. I throw the door open screaming...because yes the loud noise would work in defense as well, and step into the room to see the tail of a snake disappear into the wall....

                            The entire room was hissing at me... I closed the door and ran for the office. I put a sign on the tack room door to not go in ther because I saw a snake just in case any boarders came down the next morning before I could get someone to come out. I had an exterminator come out and he said he would have to tear a hole in the wall... We get permission from the barn owner, and he rips the wall open and to my horror there is an ENTIRE FAMILY of snakes in the wall. Mom, Dad, and a bunch of little kids. The parents were enormous. Dad (whom I apparently saw the night before) was 4 feet long, and mom was over 6!!! The babies were about a foot each and there were 7 of them. There were also little mouse skeletons everywhere, and a smell like you would not believe...

                            So now even a garter snake sends me into fits and makes my eye twitch...
                            Strong promoter of READING the entire post before responding.

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                            • #74
                              OMG--these stories are all great!!
                              Timex-- you sound just like me!!! ! I set myself up for these massive scary moments!!
                              Aggie4Bar-- I gotta tell ya, I'm not easily frightened and am usually alone at the barn. One night after closing up the barn, I'm walking out of the indoor and around the walkway to the house-- it's very dark and rather late, no one else there-- then...The hair on my neck stood up & I hear the most bloodcurdling screamy-howly-shreik you can imagine!! My blood actually ran cold!! I don't remember anything other than being back in the house!! I didn't even think about fleeing, it was already done!! Lol! I never did find out what that was!! I've heard bobcats, housecats fighting, coyotes and even a wolf, but this was none of those-- the only thing I kept picturing was a werewolf or a flying chupacabra!!! It really creeped me out because my nape hair knew before I did that something was amiss--- EEEEK!!!

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                              • #75
                                Could have been a screech owl. They will sound a child dying.

                                Also, if the coyotes had a raccoon, it can sound like a baby being killed. Don't mean to be morbid - its just that that's what it sounds like.
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                                • #76
                                  No screech owl, I've taken care of those-- but the coyote with another animal may have been it..it was so ..LOUD.. I wish could really describe it! guess I'll never really know, but it sure freaked me out!

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                                  • #77
                                    I'm so glad I'm not the only one. I usually creep myself out in the shower at 5:30am. When I'm shampooing my hair with my eyes closed I'm scared to open them back up for fear there will be "something" in the shower with me. And usually I imagine that creepy monster guy from the Jeepers Creepers movie....yeeeessshhh
                                    And I hate getting into bed by myself because something will grab my feet from under the bed....when the boyfriend is home though I always get in bed first before the lights go out!!

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                                    • #78
                                      "Richard Simmons on crack"

                                      Now that was priceless!
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                                      • #79
                                        p.s I am terrified of shark attacks too..one of my most vivid nightmares, that I still remember, Jaws leaves the water and on little Tyranasaurus type legs chases me through a city and I hide in a garage as he passes by!
                                        Land Shark! No need to be afraid of him, just don't answer your door. It's only Chevy Chase.

                                        FWIW...rabbits in distress sound God-awful too. Pretty much like Richard Simmons on crack.
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                                        • #80
                                          Compared to some other stories, mine is pretty lame, but I was still freaked out nonetheless.

                                          So I was at the barn by myself, dark, spooky, the whole nine yards, waiting for my mom to come pick me up. I really needed to use the bathroom so I decided to just stop being a sissy. I come back out (bathroom is attached to the tack room) and I was walking to the door when I hear this "POOF!" and something shoots out at me. I yelp and jump like five feet and then I look to see what it was.

                                          It was the air freshener, the motorized kind that sprays scent every 15 minutes.

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