3. My neighbor, the murderer
“I lived next to a murderer. Faye Swetlik was 6 years old when she was kidnapped out of her front yard. It was all over the news. I had news crews, cops, even the FBI all over my townhouse complex. My fiancée and I met with the FBI 3 times. They searched our home and everything. I remember clear as day, my fiancée FaceTimed me as the cops were digging through the trash cans directly in front of my townhouse.
They pulled out her boot and a bloody knife. Then they found her body, dumped maybe 300 feet from my house. He had watched them find the murder weapon. Dumbass put it in a trash bag along with his other mail.
He went to his back porch and opened his own throat. It’s crazy. I had conversations with the guy. I never knew he was a psycho. This all happened a year ago.”
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4. Shrieking Susan
I turned to Dan and nudged him in the ribs. “Hey, did I ever tell you about shrieking Susan?”
He groaned. “Is this another one of your dumb ghost stories?” “No. Well, yeah. But this one’s actually true.” Dan laughed as we followed an S-shaped path through the forest, ascending a steep hill.
“Well? You wanna hear about her or not?” “No. But you’re gonna tell me anyway.”
“OK. So the story goes that she was a beautiful young woman who lived just outside this forest.”
Several hikers passed us by as they made their way down, rushing to get home before dark.
“One night she was walking home, alone, when—” A lady holding two hiking poles interrupted me. “It’s getting dark, fellas. And the paths are a bit tricky up ahead. You should probably—say, are you guys twins?”
Dan and I gave each other a look that said, ‘not again’. He turned to the lady. “No. We both just so happen to be in this exact same spot at the exact same time and look exactly alike. Crazy, huh?” She shook her head and walked off, muttering under her breath.
I picked up a rock and threw it at a hedge. Several birds took off. “Anyway, Susan was walking home when she realized somebody was following her, and she started running along this exact trail. She made it all the way to the top of the hill where—”
“Let me guess,” Dan interjected, “she made it all the way to the top, where the man bashed her skull in or strangled her, and now her tortured spirit wanders the forest every night searching for the man who killed her. Am I close?”
“Well, yeah. But you took all the suspense out of it…”
We reached the top of the hill where I threw down my pack, took out a Halloween mask, and slipped it on.
Dan rolled his eyes. “That would scare me more if I hadn’t just watched you put it on.”
“Oh, I’m not wearing this to scare you. I’m wearing it so Susan won’t recognize me.”
Now it was completely dark. Somewhere behind us, a twig snapped. Dan spun around.
“There’s something there,” he stammered. “Of course there is. It’s Susan. And she’s about to exact her revenge. See Dan, there’s a reason I know about her.”
A shadowy figure crept between the trees. “It’s because I was her attacker.” From beyond the trees there came a piercing shriek.
“And rather than risk bumping into her somewhere down the line, I thought it would be safer to help her spirit find peace.”
Dan’s jaw dropped as a ghastly figure with bone-white skin and dark sunken eyes stepped onto the path. He traveled backwards until he tripped over an exposed tree root and fell. Then shrieking Susan charged towards him, arms outstretched.
“Wait,” Dan screamed, pointing at me. “It’s him, he’s the one who—”
Before he could finish, Susan’s long fingers closed around his throat.
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5. The corpse sat up
“My dad worked in a morgue during college in the ’60s. One time on the night shift he was training a recent hire who was wheeling a body down the hallway. The body was under a sheet but all of a sudden started to sit up. The guy immediately freaked out, ran out the doors and quit. Apparently, a dead body can have muscle contractions in the abs causing it to start sitting up”
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