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👻Alright let me preface this by saying this happened yesterday and it was one of the scariest things I have ever experienced. To understand the story fully you need to know that I live in an old timey town in California, think gold rush town. Its a small town and everyone knows each-other. Behind my childhood home where I still live are train tracks that connect my town to all the towns up the mountains, and towns down in the valley. I live literally right next to Rail-town State park. Anyways, my town is kind of low income, and to put it bluntly we live in a ghetto, with tweakers, robbery’s in which people get stabbed, heroin needles on the ground, found one yesterday, and crazy neighbors pressure-washing the inside of their house at 2 am. The works. But its home to me.

So as you may or may not have gathered, this town is what you would could call “a bad area”. All of this is important to the story I promise. So my friend David, Mark, and I were hanging out yesterday at the oldest cemetery in the town the oldest person in there was born in 1799. So we are just walking around and shooting the shit when all of the sudden we come across this certain grave, and as soon as I read the name the whole energy of the day shifted. David said “did you notice that” He is very sensitive to sprits and things of that nature and I would be lying if I said I didn’t feel it also. Mark looked at us like we were silly. It felt like the lighthearted energy we had just got infiltrated by something uncomfortable. Like you know how jarring it is when someone pops a bag full of air in a crowded room? That was the feeling. Like dissipating fear. We decided to leave shortly after because me and David were really uncomfortable.

Eventually Mark had to go home so it was just me and David. The sun had set at this point and the light was dying quickly. We had finally gotten to the train-tracks which we used as a shortcut between our houses, when we were just about to turn off the road onto the tracks my attention was called to the other side of the street. There were two figures. Under the light they looked like they were wearing white hoods. When I turned my head to look at them they split up and one started to get low and hide and the other started to go to the other side of the street. This happened very fast and I picked up my pace and turned off the music we had playing and told David what I saw. In my gut I felt something heavy. He wasn’t afraid, but he said we should walk faster. I agreed and speed walked behind him. After about 30 seconds of silence we were about halfway and I turned around and to my horror a dark figure was standing were we had just been. I tried to keep calm but it was impossible. My stomach dropped and that “Oh Sh*t” feeling took over. I thought we were about to be mugged. I learned in that moment what I would be like in a emergency situation, and that was, a terrified wreck. My legs carried me faster though David told me to calm down and walk slower, or else it might start running after us. I looked again and It had closed the distance and was on the opposite side of the track, Yup, It wasn’t my imagination. Something took hold of me then, A primal fear. It told me to run as fast as possible, get out, this is very very bad. I turned around the third and last time and It was closer still. I couldn’t make anything out other than it looked human, the head was very dark but the arms and legs you could almost see through. It had a veil of darkness around it. What I was looking at did not make sense. I could see a person, but every-time I turned around, It’s arms and legs were stock still. I was terrified so I walked in front of David. He told me to slow down, but I couldn’t. I wanted to go home and be safe. This thing did not have good intentions. As I was fighting to stay calm I started to hear a ringing in my left ear, and that was it, I started crying but didn’t want to look back again feeling it close the gap. And just like a miracle, We made it to my street and as soon as we turned a corner, David whispered “Run” and we booked it back home.

I talked to David after and asked him what his thoughts were. He told me he never heard anything like footsteps and when he looked it seemed to be floating. I mentioned the ringing in my left ear and he said he heard it too. He said the energy felt the same as at the cemetery but amplified, And I agree with him. He then went on to say that it was probably following us all day. For some reason the idea of this thing following us without our knowledge scared me just as much as when it tailed us. David joked that the railroad was a lay line. And I just don’t know what to think.

Later that night when I was at his house trying to sleep I felt something squeezing my feet. So I started to pray and envisioned white light enveloping the two of us. I was just pulling at straws because I felt so afraid.

If anyone can tell me what this is i would be very grateful.