This happened back
in 1993. I was driving home with my girlfriend after a date to the movies. It
was late on a cold, clear January night. There were no clouds. There was no
fog. It was about 12:30 a.m. As we approached a hill, I pulled into the slow
lane and just as I merged there was a man in the middle of my lane! He was
wearing a white t-shirt, blue jeans, tennis shoes, and a red baseball hat. He
had his head down and was walking briskly with his hands in his pockets. When I
say he was in the middle of my lane, I mean he was no more than twenty or
thirty feet from the middle of my hood! I was traveling about 45 mph and was
about to hit this man! Horrifying!
Before I could react
and hit my brakes, my girlfriend screamed. I shut my eyes, broke hard, and entered
into a skid. She kept screaming and became hysterical. I felt shivers and
chills all through my body. Pure terror! When we came to a stop in the middle
of the highway, it was bitter cold inside the compartment of the car. We could
see our breath and the windows were covered with condensation on the inside.
Granted it was about 25 degrees outside, but we had been driving for about a
half an hour and the heater had it nice and toasty in the car.
The battery was
drained and the lights were dimmed and the car would not start for a couple of
minutes. When it did, we sped off and drove as fast as we could to our homes.
My girlfriend was so hysterical she could not speak! When she was able to speak
she told me (and her pastor, my family, and her family) that we did indeed hit
the man, but that he walked straight through the car! That night, we returned
to the spot of the incident (with reinforcements, of course!) to make sure we
had not killed anyone. All was well and we returned home to try and get some sleep.
This occurred when I
was in college and I would not talk about this until recently. I am 40 years
old now, and this is as fresh in my memory as if it happened last night, not 18
years ago. I know this sounds like stories you see on Tv from other people
telling their stories, but it happened. I know what I saw, felt, and
experienced that night. It made me a believer in the spirit world and I am
still dealing with "what was that" to this day. When I bump into my
old girlfriend now, this topic comes up each time. It has profoundly affected
her life as well.
Since this incident
I have heard of this happening in this location to two other people and they
have had the exact same experience. It is a mystery who or what this is as
there is no physical description of this person or story of an accident that I
can find to coincide with a person fitting this description.
The top of
this hill is a blind
hill on a curve and there have been several people killed there in auto
accidents over the years. That is all I have been able to learn.
I have had a couple of other experiences since that
time, but not as up close and personal as this. I have to drive this stretch of
highway each to and from work. Not a trip goes by that I don't remember this
encounter. I guess I should feel lucky that this entity did not attach and
follow one of us home.
this hill is a blind hill on a curve and there have
been several people killed there in auto accidents over the years. That is all
I have been able to learn.
I have had a couple
of other experiences since that time, but not as up close and personal as this.
I have to drive this stretch of highway each to and from work. Not a trip goes
by that I don't remember this encounter. I guess I should feel lucky that this
entity did not attach and follow one of us home.
