Trippy Tales #47..."Dead Man Walking"

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Tonight's Story is another Trippy Tale from the archives at about.com...

"This incident happened to my girlfriend when she lived in Idaho. The year was 2001. It took place in the small town of Holly. Her house was right next to a main highway. One evening around 7:00, when she was alone in the house watching TV, she heard a loud crashing sound. She went outside to see what happened. There in the road under a street light was a car on its side with lots of smoke pouring out from the heavily damaged front end. She was a little frightened, realizing an accident had just occurred. The streetlight had some damage on it and was bent a little. It seems the driver lost control and slammed into it.

She started walking toward the vehicle to check on the driver and possibly offer assistance when a man came out from behind the car. She called out and asked if he was alright. This person stood there for a moment with a blank stare on his face, started looking around, looked at the car, then down the road. Again, my girlfriend called out & asked if he was alright. He looked right at her with no expression and started walking back to the other side of the car.

In the glare of the streetlight, she noticed the clothes he was wearing: a blue shirt with long sleeves, brown khaki pants, black shoes and wearing what looked like a headphone set. He had short black hair and looked to be like in his early 20s. She also couldn't help but notice that if he was the driver or passenger, his appearance was well groomed. Nothing was out of place, which was odd, considering the magnitude of the crash.

It was then my girlfriend went back inside the house and called 911. A police car on patrol with two officers quickly showed up. One officer quarantined the accident site with flares while the other tended to the victims. My girlfriend went up to one of the officers and told him she made the emergency call. He asked her routine questions about what she observed or heard for his report. Soon a firetruck and ambulance arrived along with curious onlookers who came upon the scene.

My girlfriend described the man she saw to the officer and inquired about his condition. She then saw the medics pull somebody out from the wreckage onto a gurney and start administering aid. As she watched, she realized it was the man she saw! She barely recognized the clothes because they were soaked in blood! One of the medics took the headphone set off that he was wearing and covered him up with a yellow sheet. She was informed by another officer the person was deceased! Died on impact!

My girlfriend started to freak! Even the officer who took her statement was at a loss for words. My girlfriend now firmly believes she saw the man's ghost or spirit. A spirit that was so abruptly taken from the body due to the accident, which explains the confused look on the man's face. When she thinks about that day she gets a little scared. At the same time, she feels sad for the victim, his family and friends. He was a young man."

More Trippy Tales coming your way soon!

~Queenie~

Trippy Tales #46..."Louisiana Pineapple-Headed Demon"

Another creepalicious tale from the archives of about.com...

 "Louisiana Pineapple-Headed Demon"

(By Ginny G.)

"I am so glad I found this site because something unsettling happened to me when I was young and I want to share the experience. This happened to me when I was 12, in Louisiana.

My grandfather had business in the area so we stayed at this old plantation that had been turned into a bed and breakfast. The plantation was beautiful but had an eerie feeling to it.

The rooms we stayed in were located towards the back of the house and for some reason nobody else seemed to stay on that floor. I had the room closest to the back and then there was a door connecting my little room to my grandparent's bigger room.

I remember feeling very important and grown up because of the fact that I had my own room all to myself. If only I had known what was to happen to me all alone in that room.

The first night we stayed, I had gone to bed. I awoke in the middle of the night and glanced to the bottom of my bed and to my horror, saw something standing there looking at me!

It was about the size of a man and all black except for its face. Now this is very hard for me to describe but it's face seemed to resemble the shape of a pineapple -- it was round and big on the bottom half and then tapered off into a cone-shape on the top. It had big round eyes and a grotesquely large grin, almost as if it had been meticulously painted on. It was the scariest thing I had ever seen!

And as it gazed back at me, it let out a chilling laugh and as it did so, its entire head seemed to fall off! As if its mouth was the only thing connecting it to its neck. This thing laughed and laughed like that until I began to shriek with fright.

I flew from my bed and grabbed the doorknob but it wouldn't turn. I turned it with all my strength but the door refused to open and this THING was behind me cackling the whole time!

I began screaming as loudly as I could and pounded on the door. Finally, after what seemed like hours, the door opened and my grandparent's startled faces appeared. I ran into their arms, sobbing and shaking and told them there was a demon in my room.

They checked the entire room, out the windows, in the closet, under the bed, and found nothing but I absolutely REFUSED to sleep in there again. They let me sleep in their room that night and the next day we left early.

The bed and breakfast attendant asked my grandfather why we were leaving so soon and my grandfather replied, "My grand-daughter, Ginny, said she saw something in your backroom." The attendant gave a strange smile and said, "I'm sorry to hear that. Safe travels."

The fact that the attendant smiled and didn't ask what I had seen was really weird in my mind. 

Obviously, they knew something we didn't...?"

Wow...that was obviously, one

  ~Queenie~