Ghost Stories & Paranormal Encounters

I remember this, it happened when I was little, I was nine. I remember it so clearly because it scared me so much. Our house was, at that time, in an un-developed area. There were woods all around our house, but the tree’s didn’t grow in one area, a lot., no trees would grow there. I planted a few, but they died. As a child this interested me, and I loved to go there at night with my friends. We would sneak out of the house, and go to the lot and play.

Well, one time, I looked, and at the edge of the lot, there was this freakish looking scarecrow that I’d never seen before. It’s body was made out of dark, slender sticks, the sticks were bound with twine or something. Its face… hollow, it had no eyes, just empty holes. Well, one of my friends called my name, so I looked away, I looked back, and it wasn’t there. I looked all around, about an hour later, when we were going back to the house, I looked back, and it was watching us go, from a different spot.

About a week later, I went there alone, it was about mid-day. I took a book and a soda, and I was reading, but then looked up, as I do from time to time when I am reading, and there about 5 feet from me, was the scarecrow, I ran. I kept on looking back, and seeing it, it was after me. I ran all the way to the backyard, through our gate, and into the house.

I didn’t go back alone into that lot and over the next few weeks I would look out the window, and right on the other side of the fence, would be the scarecrow, not in the same place. The strange thing is, it had no legs, it just had, a kind of stick that came down to the ground. It was, a very basic thing, but, no one else would see it, whenever I asked.

About 3 years ago, the area around the lot, was developed with houses, but that lot is still vacant, and the trees still don’t grow, and I refuse to go back. I have seen the scarecrow since then, but always close to the lot, when I’ve been driving past it in my car. It still creeps me out, but no harm has come to me, but I try not to think about it.

Written by Joe, Copyright 2009