50 Scary Driving At Night Stories That Will Make You Want To Stay Home Forever

50 Scary Driving At Night Stories That Will Make You Want To Stay Home Forever


Dad was driving at night, and I was looking out the window and saw two red pinpricks in the corn field, and it followed us. I told my dad about it and he said, in the most calm, casual tone for this situation:

“Those are cornfield demons. Stay in the car and you’ll be okay.”

Cue me freaking the hell out when he got out of the car not too long after to check a tire before getting back in.

I’m still not sure if that was an actual thing or if he was using a situation to his advantage to teach me to not do anything stupid like that at night. Either ways, it worked, and I STILL have no idea what those two pinpricks were.


I was following a grey Toyota Tundra in a massive blizzard through Montana on McDonald pass. He was going pretty quick most of the way but must have been unfamiliar with how steep the final few miles are. He got away from me as I slowed down to about 35. Not 5 min later I passed his tire marks in the fresh snow that went off the side of the mountain. Pulled over and looked down to see his truck upside down and on fire about 300 yards down.

Called 911. He didn’t die but was burnt up pretty bad. Sad and scary and don’t go 50 in the snow just because you have a truck or 4wd!!!


Whilst driving from Morelia to Ciudad Hidalgo, in Mexico, back in the 80’s we had two ways to get to Ciudad Hidalgo which was the national road or the old national road which was called Mil Cumbres. Mil cumbres basically means 1,000 curves. That stretch of road literally had 1,000 curves so a lot of people would get motion sickness when on that road. One evening on our way back to my grandparents, who lived in Ciudad Hidalgo, my grandfather was driving and he loved taking Mil Cumbres because it had really nice views and he just really loved driving that road but since we had the new national road, not a lot of people used that road anymore so it was kind of desolate with the exception of passing one or two little towns. It was dusk so soon that meant that being on such a desolate road in the moutains, we would be in complete darkness on the road with no many other cars on the same stretch of road. It took 2 hours to get to the town on that road so maybe 45 mins into the drive it had already gotten really dark and as we were driving my grandfather started slowing down. I was sitting in the back seat because my grandmother was in the front with my grandfather so I kind of stood over the front chairs to see why he was slowing down. That’s when I saw a hug tree log blocking the road. My grandfather came to a stop and immediately started going in reverse to turn around and get out of the immediately. After we turned, my grandfather stepped on the gas pedal and I was sort of thrown back into the back seat. I immediately turned around to see if I could anything and as we were speeding away, I could see men, very dimly since it the light from the tail lights from the car were starting to get dimmer and dimmer, coming from out of the adjacent trees next to tree log on the road, with flashlights and guns.

We were about to get robbed and thanks to my grandfather’s quick thinking and taking action immediately, we avoided it. That was the last time I was ever on that road.


I slammed the brakes once because I saw a deer in my peripheral vision. Upon closer inspection, it was a mounted deer head on a stick in the middle of the woods. Slammed the gas after I realized that.


Someone I knew locally came across a jeep that had just crashed into the ditch on a highway at night, flipped on it’s top, wheels still turning kind of thing.

He was the first on scene so called 911 and ran down into the ditch. The driver, who was badly mangled, had been tossed from the car and was dying. This guy held him and the driver died in his arms.

The weirdest part of it all was that he found out the next day that it was his cousin, but he hadn’t been able to recognize him.


I woke up in the drivers seat to the sound of rumble strips and the guard rail coming right at me.


My friend and I were walking home at about 2 am one night about 15 years ago. We see this car going in the opposite direction, clearly going way past the speed limit. As he’s passing us, we see him go up on the curb and hit someone walking on the opposite side walk, decapitating them. This was before we had cell phones and everything was closed because it was such a tiny town. We ran as fast as we could to the nearest house (about 15-20mins away) and banged on their door until they opened it so we could call the cops. I still see it in my sleep sometimes.


Saw a large pickup truck hit a pedestrian which sent them flying about 20 ft forward. The truck then ran the person over and kept going. I was a teenager and didn’t have a phone. I remember knocking on a random person’s door for help: crying and yelling. I think the guy at the door probably thought someone was trying to murder me.


I was on i70 in Colorado going towards Utah, pulled over at a gas station at 8pm. Fueling up I noticed a couple of attractive women pumping gas, on the other side of the pump was the man in his late 40s, just staring at these young women without notice of anything else going on around him. I walk inside to go grab some food for the next few hours of driving, when I come out I see both the younger women’s car and the older man’s truck are gone. I decided to hang out at the gas station for the next hour to catch a little sleep before hitting the road again.

After driving for a few hours (I was speeding heavy) I pull over at yet another gas station, the young women are there getting gas and eating some food on a picnic table. Looked like they had been there for a while. I didn’t see any sign or the man in the truck but can’t say I was looking very hard for it. Well here is where it got creepy as hell….

Can’t say I didn’t stare at them a bit, I mean they were good looking women. As I am watching them leave I see in the next parking lot over some headlights turn on and it’s the same man as before…. He leaves when the women leave once again. Okay that’s a bit weird but could just be a coincidence as there weren’t many places to pull over. I leave a few minutes later and catch up to them…now this guy is riding there ass with his high beams on.

I decided to slow down and stay a distance behind the truck. 10 minutes or so later the women pull over once again to most likely get this guy off their ass… With a sign of relief the truck keeps going and I continue on my way. About 1 mile down the road the guy just pulls off to the side of the highway…. So I pull off a mile or so down the road again. Sure enough the women drive by and the guy is still following them. At this point we are out in the middle of nowhere and too many coincidences have happened. I called the cops to alert them and about 15 minutes the cops pulled the guy over.

I could have just seen too many horror movies that started like this and over reacted but ya never know. Better safe than sorry.


A lonely abandoned shack with a bunch of arrows pointing to it. Saying come in!


A dead, butchered horse laying in the road. Someone had completely skinned and butchered a horse, took the choice pieces of meat, and just dumped it on the highway. I almost crashed into it


I dropped my GF off the night we saw The Mothman Prophecies. It wasn’t a super scary movie, but it had some scares. I take the interstate home. On the way, there is a curve where there aren’t any lights. Just a dark stretch of interstate.

As I came around the bend, there was a guy in a black trench coat walking along the side of the road. As it was about 3am, I guess I started him. So, when my headlights hit him, he whipped around and I swear he stared me right in the eyes.

My heart jumped into my throat. The whole event lasted maybe 2 seconds tops, but it had my heart racing. Not paranormal, but definitely scary for me.


3am on a lonely road and I was the passenger. An old man only wearing a bra, panties and high heals was casually walking down the road. My friend who was driving didn’t believe me and went back around. Sure enough, he saw him and we were like wtf.


I used to deliver pizza, and often had deliveries right at midnight when we closed. One time, late at night, I’m driving back to the store through a small neighborhood. Up ahead I see something. It’s perfectly spherical bright/shiny… Thing, just hovering about 6 feet off the ground. Not moving at all.

I pull up very slowly. Still doesn’t move. Still can’t comprehend what I’m looking at. Just this shiny hovering orb in the road at midnight.

At this point my curiosity has overridden my fear. I’m the guy in the horror movie who dies first because I just gotta know. Either I die or I get a cool story, right?

So I hop out of the car, and slowly walk up to it. I’m right in front of it and still can’t understand what I’m seeing.

So I reach out and touch it.

It’s a balloon.

One of those foil birthday balloons with the streetlights shining on it making it look weird out of context in the middle of the night on an empty road.


A hitchhiker almost leaping out in front of my car on a dark forrest road late at night. The woman literally popped out of nowhere. Had to drift into the oncoming lane. Luckily there was no one else and painted median there. Read a police report that she ended up getting hit minutes after I drove by. She was intoxicated and running from the police. Pretty fucking creepy. I hope she’s alright. I can’t imagine what the driver that hit her was thinking.


I got off on my exit, and the whole road was covered in blood. I put on my brights and saw a bisected body of a large animal. It just made me so sad.


After dropping me off at my house around 2am, my friend calls me and tells me to pick my doors. He said he saw a man standing in the middle of the road and that as he passed him the man kept staring through him. Not at him really, but like their was something behind him in his back seat. He also said he could barely make out anything about the man other than his large eyes and trench coat.

What really terrified me is that this happened on a street that only my family lives on and no one would have been out that night. Also we’re a solid mile and a half from the nearest neighbor. Freaked me the hell out.


I live in a really safe country and a really safe city. I’m a photographer and I sometimes come home between 2-4 am. Back then my parents lived in an attached group of houses built into a hill and below the houses were our parking spots. This was a really quiet area with nobody around after midnight.

Parked the car, wanted to get my gear and walk up to my door when I see someone walking between my neighbor’s cars. I asked him wtf he was doing and he came towards me, with just shorts and a short shirt (it was about -5°C out) and asked me what was up. At first I freaked out because he was walking up to me aggressively but then I saw his pupils which were as wide as dinner plates plus he was skinny as hell. Told him to piss off and go home. He said okay but I stayed to watch him. He went across the road to a group of houses and started snooping around there. Called the cops, they took him with him because he refused to ID himself.


I had just finished driving for Uber and was driving down the access road to my home around 3am when I saw a body lying completely lifeless next to one of those motorized scooters. I pulled over and flagged down his buddies who were drunk and kept going without realizing their friend was lying on the ground. Ambulance arrived and took the kid away, but I never came to find out if he made it. F*ck those scooters man


A lot of people that drive for a living or have done balls to the wall cross country drives can tell you about the running shadows. First time I saw em I was on the tail end of 12 straight hours of driving. I was driving through the middle of nowhere, in the desert, at night. Very little light from the sky, no man made lights even on the horizon. Just the pitiful cone from my truck’s headlamp, and being in the middle of the desert it pretty much only lights up the road ahead. Nothing above ground level to catch the light.

As I’m barreling along I start to see shadowy figures running alongside my truck out of the corners of my eyes, on two legs and four. All I can think about is the creepy stories you read online about shit that lives out in the desert, or the asian ghost stories where if you don’t acknowledge the spirit it can’t harm you. So I’ve got my eyes glued to the road, refusing to let them flicker off to the side. I rolled my windows up and cranked up the volume on my radio. Drove like that for probably an hour and a half until they slowly petered out roughly 15 minutes outside of a little one light town.

I’ve had people try to carjack me, people try to rob me after I pull over to render aid, people jump out at me on twisty mountain road, you name it. But nothing matching that level of fear the first time I saw them. Felt like my spine was rippling like a ribbon in a wind trying to jump clear out of my back and hide under the seat.

Sleep deprivation mixed with sensory deprivation does some strange things.


I was driving home late one night and was driving on a dark stretch of the highway. Suddenly a body was in front of me, I tried to swerve out of the way but it was too late. My bumper was hanging on the ground.

The guy died. And I went to a nearby gas station not knowing what to do (was 18). When the tow truck pulled my car up on to it, there were a bunch of blood and guts on the bottom. I couldnt get that image out of my head

Apparently a drunk driver with 5 DWI’s had hit a guy on the motorcycle prior

For years after I had serious depression and thought about it every night before sleep.


I was working at a restaurant as a cook. We did full menu till 11:00 PM, then apps and burgers till 1:00 AM. I tended to pull the solo night shift, because I would walk out the door at 1:05 AM and the kitchen was stocked, clean, and perfect.

It was a long night. Stupid FoH kept sending back food orders after 1:00 AM, I didn’t leave till 2:00 AM. 30 minute drive home, and I was exceptionally tired.

I lived in the boonies of Wisconsin, at the time. A good 5km outside of town, which was 500 people, 2 churches, and 9 bars. I hit the little 24/7 truckstop just at the edge of that town for some munchies and smokes, and made the final treck home.

Encountering deer was not uncommon out there, so I was going slow. When what appeared before me, to my tired eyes, was a monster.

It had a huge, round body. This crazy long neck, a pointy head, and only 2 legs. Right in the middle of the road. Scared the ever loving fuck out of me in that state.

Thankfully, it stood there for a second. Brain re-engaged. It’s an ostrich. Ok, not a monster, heh, just… an…

What the fuck is an ostrich doing wandering around in Central Wisconsin?!?

I looked at it, it looked at me. I blinked. Nope, still there. Pretty sure it’s real. Finally, it trundled off into the forest.


I grabbed my cellphone, and called the tiny little police station in town (non-emergency number).

“So… I’m really tired, so please laugh at me and tell me to go home and sleep and ignore the call… but I’m pretty sure I just saw an ostrich on Highway xx just outside $town.”

She started laughing hysterically, then assured me that:

*No, I’m not hallucinating.
*There’s an ostrich and emu farm on the other side of town, guy raises them for the kitch places in town for meat.
*Some drunk driver felt that “turns are for pussies”, went up, over the berm, through the fence, and through most of the barn.
*There’s still 4 animals, including the one I just spotted, unaccounted for.
*Where are you exactly, and which way did it go so we can round it up?
*I gave her the info, finished the last few miles home, and died in bed. Wild night, man.


While traveling east just outside Flagstaff, Arizona around midnight I was in the fast lane doing about 80mph. There was a bend in the road and you could see the headlights of the westbound lanes filter in-between the trees. It was funny because I thought the lights kinda looked like they were coming at me. Then they really were. I screamed obscenities and jerked the wheel just in time to let a speeding wrong way driver fly by me in the lane I was just in. After skidding to a stop in the shoulder I called the cops to report it.

“Could you describe the vehicle?”

“Yes, it was a dark blur with headlights”


Killer Clown on the side of a deserted country road during the 2016 clownpocalypse. I think I cried.


I was a very young woman driving home after clubbing, about 2 am through Hollywood. I was pulling up to a stop sign on Cahuenga, about 3 blocks from Hollywood Blvd., when a bunch of guys begin to casually stroll onto the crosswalk, coming from both sides.

I hit the gas and ran the stop sign without even thinking. They cursed and ran after me, but those boys were ready to jack me. My instincts took over before I even realized what was happening.


Driving home from grad lab for a couple hours of sleep, about 4 in the morning (longish, time-sensitive experiment), not dawn yet, still pitch black. Turn a corner, and suddenly, someone runs into the street right in front of my car and….stops. I stop.

I wait.

They don’t move.

Cautiously, I try to drive around.

They scream, run up and slam their hands on the hood of my car. With them so close, I realize they are totally naked and filthy.

They stare at me for a moment, then proceeds to run in wide circles, kinda listing to one side than the other, in front of my car.

After about two minutes of this, he lists hard to one side, far enough I felt safe quickly driving around them, very wide, on the other side that was now open.

Meth, man.


When I first started learning to drive I was working for my dad, and one day after work he asked if I wanted to drive home, I was like alright! So I got on the highway headed for home, and while driving, I looked in the rearview and a guy on a crotchrocket was coming up behind me, I thought nothing of it I was sure he would pass or slow down. I look ahead again and a few moments later I hear this sound, like metal scraping against the ground. I look around and then look back into the rear view, and the bike was on its side, spinning down the highway, and behind it I could see the biker on his back, legs and arms flailing kind of like a baby on its back in a crib, then I watched as he dissapeared under the vehicle behind him.

I was so freaked out driving after that I didn’t want to drive for weeks following the incident. Then eventually got over it. Still I can see the guy in my mind just sliding along the ground flailing about then being swallowed under another car.


Long stretch of road, not so much as a driveway for 100 miles in either direction. Late at night in this middle of nowhere road, there was a car on the side of the road that was on fire. And I don’t mean like an engine fire, i mean completely engulfed in flames. Not a single person or another car anywhere around it. I hadn’t even driven past a car in over an hour.


A lady tried to use my truck to commit suicide. I was going 40 and she jumped towards my truck. It happened so fast I couldn’t stop in time and her head smashed out my drivers side window. Scared the shit out of me. At first I didn’t know that I hit a person until I looked back and saw her body in the road. She didn’t die that day but as soon as she got out of the hospital, she went back and did the same thing. This time it was a semi truck and she didn’t make it. Super sad story.


This is a story about something that was really scary at the time, but kind of funny in retrospect.

Once I was driving through an unfamiliar stretch of desert and mountains on my way to a campground in Utah. The sun had set and it was pitch black outside. We hadn’t seen a town for a long time, which was fine because we didn’t need fuel, but it’s worth noting here that before it had gotten dark, the last several exits that had been marked on the map didn’t appear to have any people at them. There weren’t many other cars on the road that we could see, but eventually this vehicle came up behind me, clearly going much faster than I was. He passed me on the left and as he went around me I could see that it was a pickup truck with a lift kit.

The pickup got back into my lane in front of me. He stayed there for a few seconds, then suddenly swerved to the left and slammed on his brakes. He then cut back over into my lane so he was behind me and switched on his brights. He followed me like this for some time, getting right on my rear and flashing his brights repeatedly. I started getting nervous at this bizarre and aggressive behavior. I told my wife to help me find a populated exit.

The road began to spiral down a steep mountainous slope. What followed next was a progression of increasingly alarming road signs that seemed like they belonged in a Looney Toons cartoon where a character is about to careen off a cliff. These signs said things like: “Watch for Wildlife”, “Frequent Wildlife Crossing- Next 20 Miles”, “Watch for Ice”, “Watch for Falling Rock”, etc. None of them would have been scary on their own, or maybe in the daylight, but at night, in a situation where I was starting to panic, they seemed alarming and it seemed like they were ridiculously increasing in severity. At one point, a sign popped up that said “Road Damage”. Since I was in panic mode, I remember exclaiming, “Why don’t they just fix the damage instead of putting up a sign!?”

Eventually, we found a town with lots of lights and I promptly exited. I was terrified the guy would follow us, but he went on past me. I pulled into a gas station and that’s when I figured what I probably should have realized a long time before. I had my brights on.


Driving home one night from my fiancé’s house, normal night on the Florida highway.

It’s pretty dark, not too many lights, cruising at around 75 headed over a slight hill, just big enough that you can’t see the other side.

Get to the top and start making my way down the hill, and very suddenly in my headlight view I get a giant construction vehicle with all of its lights TURNED OFF, AND PARKED IN THE LEFT LANE OF THE HIGHWAY.

I really, seriously, pray to god that no one hit that parked construction vehicle (it was one of the ones that digs up dirt I think?) on the highway that day. I very, VERY narrowly avoided smacking right into the back of that thing. I don’t know how the Cherokee I was driving at the time handled the sharp turn I made into the right lane to avoid the vehicle. Needless to say I was very nearly dead.

Immediately called Florida highway patrol and told them about it. I hope they got to it before someone got hurt, and I REALLY hope someone at that construction company lost their job. Because they could have killed multiple people.

A body in the ditch. Thought it was a deer as I approached and then my brain was like ‘Deer don’t wear boots’. I was shaking as I did a U-turn to make sure the person was alive. They were, just drunk and some people stopped as well and emergency was called. I was so shaken up by it.


I drove taxi during the night shift and among many crazy and terrifying things, I saw a toddler (2-3yrs). it was about 1 am and I was driving in a very wooded part of our town, just after dropping a customer off, and in the middle of the road was this baby just sitting in the dark. I stopped my cab and turned on my flashers. I preceded to walk up to the kid and he just started bawling. I tried to comfort him but me being in disbelief that a baby with no one around was just sitting there all I could say was “it’s cool it’s cool bro”. I picked him up and he started crying frantically (I would to if a stranger came and grabbed me) I put him in the passenger seat and looked for the nearest drive way. It ended up being about 100 yards down the street. I pulled up into what I hoped was his house and there was maybe 6 or 7 teenagers drinking in the garage. I couldn’t see from the road because all the houses had long dirt driveways. When I pulled up they acted as if I wasn’t even there until I said “hey, this your kid?” After a few “whats?” They came over to the cab and said “Aiden? Where did you go?” Like the baby just goes for midnight strolls. Not a thank you or good bye or anything, they just took the baby in the house and continued drinking and laughing. As I pulled out I felt as if I should call the cops or something but couldn’t bring myself to do it. I’m still scared to this day that I’ll be driving down a dark road and hit a baby.


Was walking back from a bar to my college dorm bout 6 years ago, turned the corner to my street and baby was sitting in its car seat on the side of the road. I called my friend who was still at the bar like “dude I just found a baby can you come here?”

But as soon as I hung up and was about to dial 911 this mini van comes swerving around the corner and stops in front of me. There’s 3 older kids in the back, car is full of suit cases and bags. The kids are laughing hysterically, the mom driving is sobbing and comes running over, snatches the car seat off the ground, the dad opens the door for her and they get the seat back in.

I was in shock. The mom was too hysterical to say anything but the dad was like “we had to pull over her a minute ago and rearrange all our bags, forgot the baby…”

By the time my friend got to me (about a 5 minute walk) they were gone and to this day no one believes that happened.


Not sure if this will count but here we go. Back in my twenties I was putting myself through uni by working night shifts at a factory. Money was great but between full time work and full time study i was constantly exhausted. Sleep got worse when I picked up a second job to make ends meet, parents split up and dad went into depression so he wasn’t working you see. Anyway, after months I kept falling asleep at the wheel on the way home from work just before dawn around 4am. One time as I was driving home all alone after work, I saw half a dozen crocodiles on the road! I swerved to avoid hitting them and almost crashed the car. I was terrified in the moment because they came out of nowhere and were huge and I’d never seen crocodiles in real life before, let alone on a free way. I pulled over the car and looked in my rear view mirror but nothing was there. To this day I don’t know if I dreamed those crocodiles or if they were a hallucination from sleep deprivation. Scariest thing I’ve ever ‘seen’ and I’m so thankful no one was on the road at the time too.


At a busy intersection guy crashed into a pole next to me. He then immediately got out of the car and started running, no one was after him. I sat there at the red light wondering if this guy planted a car bomb.


Night shift. Driving home. Child right in the middle of the street. Noped outta there because I watched those car hijacks. Took twice as long to get home though…


One of those killer clowns in 2016. He started chasing my car in the pitch black. There’s worse but I haven’t experienced it.


This is the only experience I have ever had like this. Nothing else has come close: Some friends and I (5 of us) we’re driving around some rural roads waiting for a friend to arrive to his girlfriend’s house. We were just kind of wasting time, cruising down some dirt roads around 20 miles an hour, talking. My friend who is driving Slams on his brakes and I, in the passenger seat, looked up and there was this thing. I had never seen anything like it before. We stopped the car and watched as this thing, which didn’t have a perceivable head, moved slowly across the road about 15 ft in front of us. It was creepy to say the least. It was approximately 4 ft tall and we could see its joints moving as it walked slowly with a gait similar to a giraffe. It had very skinny, long legs. Its body was about 1.5 ft round. If it had hair it was pretty short, but the thing was Brown. We were all screaming, “what the fuck is that?!” We could not see any perceivable head and it was walking perpendicular to us. We watched as it slowly walked through these people’s yard and behind their house. Needless to say we were freaking out about it. When we got to my friends house we all drew pictures of it separately and showed each other at the same time when we were done to verify that we all saw what we saw. It was the strangest thing I have ever seen and I have not found any satisfactory explanation to this day, 20 years later.


Me and some friends were going out one night. We’re driving down a pretty big city street with about 2 lanes on each side 45 mph speed limit. This dude was riding a bike against traffic, my friend tried to swerve and the guy swerved the same direction as us. He gets hit and does a faceplant right into the windshield on the passenger side where I was sitting. He flips over the car and is just lying in the middle of the road. Don’t know if the guy died but it didn’t look good. They landed a helicopter in the middle of the road and took him to the hospital. Witnesses stopped and waited with us verifying that it wasn’t our fault and cops let us go on our way. Crazy night.


Driving home after a get together and I saw headlights that seemed “funny”

It was from a car driving the wrong way and I swerved at the very last second

Driver was drunk and hit a van carrying a family, 3 people died, the drunk driver lived


I was driving up a canyon at 1 am, on my way to my parents cabin. I came around an s curve, and a naked man jumped in front of me, and over the guard rail.

I told my parents, and they assured me it was a deer. I’m no wizard, but I can surely tell the anatomical differences between a deer and a human.

Scariest thing I’ve ever seen in my life. I still can’t explain it.


Ok I have one. This happened like about 4 weeks ago i was in the back seat with my sister my mom was in the front and my dad was driving. We were heading to mexico so my phone had so serves so the only thing i could do was stare out the window. But of course its night so its pretty hard to see. Anyways were driving and saddly im the only one looking out the window and were on this very lonely highway, just a road srounded by shrub land. Then i see the most weirdest thing! It was this human figure, looked to be about idk 5,9 5,11? And there was these small orbs of light on it in a very odd organized way? There was one small orb right in the middle of its forhead, 2 on its chest, 3 in its stomach region, 3 on each of its arms and one on each palm. I couldn’t see the legs. And it was just standing there, right where the asphalt began. I told my sister about it and she just said that “its just probably a worker that doesn’t want get run over.” I tried to agree with her but i started to think, normally on roads like this there would be small buildings and a small light so you can see them at night but there weren’t any. For miles. Then i though “maybe someones car broke down” but i saw ZERO cars on the side of the road. So i have absolutely no idea what the hell that thing was.


Driving down a dark road, seeing a vague reflection on the road so i lowered speed.

Suddenly a kid appears out of the dark covered in blood, i could barely dodge him. Apparently he drank too much and used cocaine, so he fell of his scooter.

I dropped my car aside the road to help him out… turned into a complete disaster, should’ve just called an ambulance instead..


Driving down a 2 lane divided highway. I came up to a couple semis and went into the left lane to pass. I did a shoulder check to get back into the right lane when I saw headlights in front of me.. in my lane. The car was going the wrong way.

I managed to swerve into the ditch, felt like i was mere centimeters from death. Thought my wife’s scream would be the last thing I ever hear… And I never want to hear it again. The semis I passed all pulled to the shoulder to come check on us. Didn’t see the car anywhere.. I think they just kept going.

Had to pull into a gas station after and collect myself.


A fucking owl standing on the corpse of a large buck in the mountains at 3-5am. All you see as you approach are two glowing red orbs, then slowly a becomes huge dark form standing on the edge of the road with eyes of fire. Then you get close enough and this massive fucking owl just gives you the death stare as you go past. You realize it was just a large ass owl standing on the remains of fresh road kill. Freaked me out for the rest of the dark part of the drive.


Frogs. Fucking. EVERYWHERE. Like hundreds of frogs all over the road.


I was driving on the expressway around 2am and a semi hit a car and it went into the median. The car basically folded into itself and was beyond smashed. I can’t imagine that person survived. It was incredibly sad and terrifying to see.


I was driving home really late one night and I was the only car on the road. As I started to pull off at my exit, I saw some headlights coming up behind me, but I didn’t think much of it. I slowed down at the next junction and the headlights kept coming REALLY fast. I thought the car was going to crash into me and I was so scared, but then at the last second the lights just… vanished. No car overtook me, there was nothing behind me or beside me, it was just gone. I still think about it every so often and wonder what the hell happened.


I had installed my new subwoofer in my van. I decided to drive to a secluded industrial area close to my house so i could really test it out without bothering my neighbours at night. I get this eery feeling i am being watched or something bad is coming my way. So i look down this dark moonlit street and i see this man in a suit. Like 200 feet away, walking as fast as possible. He looks like he just smoked a massive amount of meth and hes walking so frantic. He has a briefcase bouncing all over and he is so creepy the way he is walking so fast and flaily. I instantly booked it, I’ve never gone back there.

A second story. When i was 19, my friend and i were playing basketball at night. When we left in my car, we were almost at my house. It was like 1:30 am. At a stop light this van comes out of nowhere, and like 6 men jump out of the van that i don’t recognize in my small town. They were all like. “Hey!!!” But there movements were not chill and you could see their wicked steps and dimeanor. I floored it. They jumped in their van and chased us for awhile until we lost them. It was so stupid. Some people just let evil have it’s day, and bring upon themselves some infinite regrets.

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Emily Madriga