Have you really, truly lived if you don't have at least one scary story that still haunts you to retell?
Sometimes, these stories take the shape of palpable dangers - a stranger following us, a work customer stalking us, or a wild animal confronting us. But in other stories, there are no clear answers - the noises and experiences that terrified us remain mysterious even long after the fact.
I was driving down an old highway (not heavy usage any more) during a snow storm in 2011. Had a pretty close call on this particular trip.
I was heading to the next town over with my girlfriend at the time, and we behind an SUV on the road. We were behind them for a good while, when they came to a stop. I maneuvered the car around to get a good look at why they stopped.
There was a truck in the road, driver and passenger doors open, and two sets of tracks in the snow leading off to the woods. I got out of the car to make sure no one was injured or needed help, but there were no signs of car trouble.