Do You Believe in Haunted Winds? These Stories and Books Might Change Your Mind... - Odd Nugget

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Wind is like water that we can all breathe.

Well, all of us except for the fish.

But, i digress...

Goosebump alert! These are some seriously strange wind tales. Proceed with caution...


I finally felt at peace as the wind blew through my hair and the ocean waves filled my ears.


I instantly regretted my decision of jumping off the bridge, but it was too late.

Posted on Reddit by skagemm.


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Hunted by a Wendigo


Ive posted this in the wendigo community Im in, but I also wanted to share this here to see if anyone else has any intel that can help me since the other community seems to be pretty quiet.

I realize how unbelievable this story might be, but I assure you its entirely true. Ive had countless experiences with the supernatural since I was 4 (Im 33 now), but this is one of the most terrifying ones Ive had. Ive looked at some of the stories in this community to see if theres anything I havent discovered yet. I thought that if I shared my encounter here, there might be someone who has some information that could help. Please dont comment if you dont believe in the supernatural. Ive seen skeptics plastering their 2 cents on some posts. Im looking for legitimate information. My questions are at the end of this. Thanks in advance!

I had an experience with a wendigo this fall in early October in Northern Minnesota in a state forest, very close to, if not on, a reservation. Ive always heard that speaking of them can draw them to youbut I hadnt thought of or listened to any wendigo stories any time close to my encounter. I was staying with some very dear friends, Ill call them M and C, and they have a camper in their yard by the lake for guests to sleep in. I had walked down to the camper from the house with my miniature Dachshund, Eboni, around midnight and found that I needed to set some things up, primarily the heater. By the time I was done getting everything in order, it was approximately 1:30. I never thought to lock the door because, really, I figured its in the middle of the woods so there was nothing to worry about. I was wrong.

I had closed the curtains (thank GOD!) and I was having trouble falling asleep because my anxiety was going mad, M and Cs dogs were barking outside, and their geese wouldnt stop honking. Eboni, who usually sleeps under the covers, was sitting on my hip while I laid on my side, and I could feel her turning her head back and forth, like she was trying to track something outside. I tried tucking her under the blankets to calm her down, but she kept returning to her perch on my hip.

I have no idea how long I laid thereI would say at least 40 minutes, when all of a sudden I heard Ms voice outside the camper: Anybody in there? Hmmmm And what sounded like CLAWS dragged down the side of the camper.

I ALMOST called back to her, when I realized 1.) she and C were both fast asleep by now, and 2.) M knew I was in thereshe wouldnt ask if anybody was. Suddenly, I noticed EVERYTHING had gone absolutely SILENT outside. The dogs and the birds had stopped carrying onthe gusts of wind had even stopped. It was the kind of silence you hear about in horror stories: how the woods go mute when something evil is in the area. Then another thought hit me: Eboni would be losing her sht and barking at the door if that had been anything human. She was frozen on my hip, dead quiet, shaking. I didnt dare to move, but I was really starting to have to pee. And I remembered that I hadnt locked the door. I have no idea how long I laid there debating whether I should get up and use the bathroom and lock the door, but it felt like an eternity. In reality, I guessed it was maybe 10-15 minutes.

I thought it may have been a skinwalker at first, but remembered they dont mimic the voices of your loved ones to lure you into the woods. Wendigoag do. I knew these creatures, demons, whatever they are, can lure humans out of their abodes if they make eye contact with you, and EVERYTHING in me was screaming to make sure I didnt look outside. I made doubly sure I didnt look through any cracks in the curtains as I walked softly to the front of the camper, and very slowly turned the lock, praying and holding my breath. I made sure to keep my eyes away from the windows as I crawled back in bed, and pulled Eboni close and she finally stayed under the blankets. I snuck a peek at my phone for the time before I laid down, figuring it HAD to be close to 3:00AM (the witching hour); it was about 2:30. As soon as I laid down, the wind kicked back up and M and Cs basset hounds erupted into howls as they came running down to the camper and a little ways into the trees, and the geese started their noise again. I heard the bassets come back to the camper, barking a few more times before they laid down outside the door to protect me. I didnt get out of bed again that night.

I told M and C what had happened the next morning. I think I was hoping M would say she had come down to check on me and Eboni, but she confirmed what I already knew: they had gone to bed as soon as I had left the house. I said a prayer over their house, the camper, and all of us the following night and had an uneventful night, thank God!

I also spoke with another guy whos familiar with the supernatural to see if he knew any more about wendigoag. Im not sure how accurate the information he gave me was, or if its reliable at all, but when I asked him why Eboni hadnt made a peep (I had assumed it was because she was absolutely petrified), he said a wendigo can control animals to keep them from alerting their owners about its presence. He also told me 1.) they cant enter houses that arent made of wood directly from the forest theyre hunting in, tents and campers included because they consist of man made materials, 2.) a lock is useless; they can unlock and open a door so they can try to lure you outside, and 3.) they typically stay in the woods, but they will come into a smaller town, and never into a city. I had never heard of any of what he told me before, so Again, I cant speak for accuracy, but I also havent researched the claims either. He also advised me NEVER to go outside to pee at night if I ever go camping and to bring a bucket or something to use; and to make sure that I always close tent flaps and curtains before falling asleep. He said if the flaps are open so you can see outside, the wendigo can make eye contact with you and draw you out.

After leaving M and Cs to go to my fathers house for a few days, I had the distinct feeling of being watched when I took Eboni outside after dark. My father lives 3 hours away from M and C, but his house is in the country. I told myself it was only the fear from the experience and what I know about the wendigo triggering an overactive imagination. I never heard anything, and I watched Ebonis behaviour very closely and she didnt act like she had in the camper.

Im moving back to that area from Canada, and this experience has been weighing heavily on my mind. Ive been trying to find any information about warding them off, or if they have a home hunting range like cougars do or if they move on from a region. My prayers did work the second night, so I figure I can pray over the property. I also have holy water that I can use, since the wendigo is an evil spirit that possesses people or physically manifests. Frustratingly, a majority of what comes up in searches is utter garbage like Wikipedia. Does anyone know if a wendigo stays in one area? Are my concerns about it coming back when I get moved into my cabin warranted, or am I worrying excessively? Do you have any tips for warding them off?

Thanks again for any information you can offer!

Posted on Reddit by Hailz1721.


TIFU by speeding on a dark, winding highway


For when I careened into a tree, my pursuer dragged me into the surrounding woods, showing me its slender fingers and hauntingly rotten visage.

Posted on Reddit by reddittereditor.


She ran wild, wailing and swirling, hands catching at the wind, grim and winding,


The beast followed, its maw pumping, legs jumping, the door must not be opened, nobody comes back from the ending.

Posted on Reddit by Ghhahn.


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