Scary Stories

The Rider – Real Ghost Story


Ronald was a truck driver and out on the road for another job. He stopped at a gas station for fuel and some food. He sat at the counter and ordered his food. While he was eating a beautiful woman dressed up really nice came in, sat beside him and started a conversation with him. They talked for awhile and when Ronald realized it was time for him to go he said goodbye and left the store. When he started the truck he looked at the store and there was the woman looking at him through the door. He rolled his window down and asked her what she wanted. She asked for a ride and said that she lived in the nearby town and did not want to walk there. Although it was close it was already two in the morning and it could be dangerous. Without hesitation he accepted.

The city was really close. Ten minutes after leaving the gas station they were at the entrance of her city. Pointing to a corner she asked him to stop and got off the truck. Ronald got scared when he saw that he was the right next to the wall of a cemetery.

"How can you stay here? Let's go, I'll take you home, I do not mind if is far away."- he said afraid to leave her there.

"I'm already home" - said the woman disappearing as she walked towards the cemetery wall. After telling his story to some people and talking to other truck drivers he found out that the ghost was a prostitute who lived in the city where he left her. She was raped and killed by a truck driver that picked her up in that gas station a couple years before. They say that her ghost is haunting truck drivers as a way of revenge. Today Ronald always goes around the road where he met the woman afraid to see her again.

What about you? Would give a ride to a stranger on the road?

Ghost Stories

Accident On the road – Ghost Story

As a teenager I used to spend every summer at my uncle’s farm. One night I was playing cards with my uncle and two cousins while waiting for my aunt to finish the dinner. The farm was very old and in my family for several generations. Unfortunately at that time we had no electricity and generators were too expensive for my uncle, so it was all illuminated with candles and lanterns, which gave the farm a gloomy aspect. It was raining very hard that day and the dogs were inside the house but were very agitated.

"I don’t like it when the dogs are like that, when they are strange things happen." - Said my uncle pointing dogs.

We laughed at the seemingly funny comment. We were still laughing when we heard someone pounding on the door. We all jumped in fright and my uncle went to answer the door followed by my aunt who came quickly from the kitchen to see who the unexpected visitor was. When my uncle opened the door we saw a man who was all wet because of the rain. I knew my uncle didn’t know the man, we knew all the people from the city.

"I crashed my car out there on the road. I need help. My wife is badly injured and needs medical attention. I saw your house from the road and..." - "the man said breathlessly but was interrupted by my uncle.

"No need to explain the rest." - Said my uncle taking the truck keys and leaving the house.

Without asking anything I went with them to the vehicle and we drove off. A minute later we were at the scene of the accident. We ran to the overturned car but the strange man didn’t get out of the truck. He was still inside our truck looking toward the car and crying quietly. We crouched down to see the condition of his wife and to our shock there was the man who knocked on the door of the house all covered in blood. His wife was the same. We looked back at our truck and saw no one inside. I was scared but my uncle looked at me and said:

"Quick we have to take them to the hospital." Ignoring the fact that we had just seen a ghost and forcing the door to open.

We took them both out of the car and went to the hospital in the nearby city. The man as we already knew was dead and his wife was seriously wounded but survived. A few hours after we left the hospital we got back to the farm. When we told the story to our family they were terrified. I finished telling them the story and someone knocked on the door. My cousins ran to their room in fear and my uncle opened the door but this time there was nobody there.

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