He Just Kept Staring

From: Raven ()
Story type: Ghost
Location: Virginia/ Oklahoma
Source: Form Submission

Hi, it's me, Raven. A few months ago, I posted "Out of sight, but not out of mind.". Well, a couple of months back, I had another encounter when out with a friend of mine. I would like to tell you about that occurance, and some other small things that happened to me when I lived in Virginia.

A couple of months ago, I was at my friend, Lindsay's house. We were in her back yard, and we were getting bored. There are a couple of loose boards in her privacy fence, just wide enough for an average-sized teenaged girl to get through.

Lindsay was like, "Let's go to the creek.". I said okay, and we went out the loose boards, since that was the short way.

We got back there, and started walking. In order for you to fully understand where this took place, I'll have to explain the lay-out.

Okay, behind Lindsay's house is the creek. Then there is a street that cuts in the middle, splitting the creek in two. To the left of the half across from Lindsay's house is a park. Oh, yeah, and a person died in a car wreck in that very creek.

So, anyway, we were back there walking along the creek, when we both happened to look up at the sam moment.

There was a man standing on the other side of the road in the creek. He was just standing there, staring at us. I couldn't see his face very well, but I could tell he wasn't blinking, or breathing. He was pale, with brown hair, and a sweatsuit

Lindsay looked at me and said, "Oh my God, do you see that guy?". I said yes. Something inside just kept screaming, "Get the hell out of there, you idiot!". That bad feeling was all it took. Lindsay and I took off running. We got back to the fence, and tore through the loose boards.

A few minutes later we went back. He wasn't there. There was no sign of him. We would have seen him walking off, because he couldn't have walked out of sight that quickly. Needless to say, Lindsay and I haven't been back there since.
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When I lived in VA, I used to get these weird feelings of being watched. I'd get this overwhelming feeling of staring, eyes burning into my back. I'd turn around, and nothing would be there, but the moment I turned away, it came again.

My dog, Lucy, would always bark at the chair, as if someone was there, but no one would be there. Once my family and I moved out, she never did it again.

On another occasion, I was watching Tv in the living room. I was just sitting there, when I heard someone whisper "Raven". It came from the window. I looked over, and no one was there. I just blew it off as my imagination. A little while later, I heard it again. I was so scared, I ran into the kitchen where my mom was. The voice had sounded like my dad's, so I thought it may be him playing a joke on me. But when I asked my mom were he was, she said, "He's at work, Raven.". I was petrified.

Well, that's it. Sorry if it was to long.