
This night, I had the Nissan Altima because I needed it to run errands all day while my husband worked, and now it was time to pick him up.
We lived in a very nice home in Maricopa at the time; something that we moved into pretty recently. Maricopa is about a thirty minute drive to where I had to pick my husband up. Up through the maze of



car seat, made sure she was comfortable and a few minutes later we were on our way. I didn't stop anywhere, I went directly out of town onto John Wayne Parkway and took it several miles down to Riggs road where I would usually turn onto Riggs Road towards the school. My daughter was sleeping in the back, she was a calm baby who rarely cried and she wasn't making any noise.
Singing along to the music, I started to drum badly on the steering wheel. The only lights in front of me were far away, and in front of a medical facility. The only other lights on the road were my headlights. Suddenly though, I felt real uneasy. The hair on my neck and arms was standing up but I wasn't cold. I chalked it up to anxiety fucking with me because I was driving on an endless road to my husband and

I parked the car, my heart was racing. I looked around while I was calling my husband's phone then I noticed it. A small memorial was erected nearby, the candles lit and flickering inside their small glass prisons. I looked all around and locked the car doors. I checked on my daughter in the back, and she was sleeping soundly, and when my husband answered the phone I explained what happened. I told him I was shaken. He calmed me down, and then I started towards him again. A few cars had passed in this time, so I figured it was fine. I was fine. I hadn't felt anything hit the car, but I KNEW I drove through that man. Then it hit me. The dead here are confused, and they cannot die or be harmed. I drove faster.
When I got to my husband I had him drive, we drove the same way even though I was nervous. It wasn't til we were safe at home that my husband explained to me that wasn't the first time that spirit had been seen especially in that area. There are a lot of accidents caused by him, and he was glad we were safe. I can still remember his vacant staring face, and thinking to myself--what the fuck are you standing there for? Apparently the erected memorial nearby was his, and sometimes he runs out in the road and causes the accidents. For me though, it just seemed like a very unhappy man, standing in the road. Either way, still gives me goosebumps to think about.
Hope you all enjoyed this real story from my life, as are most of the stories on here. More to come I swear, I just want to make sure what I write is not too terrifying or questionable. Don't need to cause any nightmares LOL! No but in all seriousness, do any of you have any spooky stories to share? DM them to me on twitter and I would gladly read them, perhaps I could make a short story based off of it or something, because I'm planning on doing a short scary story every week til Halloween is over and I would love ideas or just plain old feedback! Wondering about that slash album I mentioned earlier? GOOD. It's amazing, check it out here: ~>
still have more planned too, no computer yet, but soon! If you blink youll miss it, so stay tuned!
Alright fam,
Love YOU! Stay tight! Stay Real! Be YOU!
Welcome to the ghoul fam xo *~Danii_Grimm~*
I love everything supernatural or scary but I probably would have lost my mind after that. Love it!
ReplyDeleteI was so scared! Omg my husband had to drive us home cos i was shaking! Thanks for reading!
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