Our story comes from Marcella Cunningham. This is one of the strangest we have had and certainly stands out as original. I received this on the website and it appeared in episode #380 – Night Of Fright.
I have a best friend named Becky in middle school who I lost contact with when she transferred in the eighth grade. Two years later, I had a dream that I visited her new school and we sat at the back of her math class. In the dream her teacher was a tall, brunette with curly hair, and wearing glasses.
The next day I got a message on Facebook from her, which was completely out of the blue because we hadn’t spoken in months. She writes to me how she is doing and that she is still having trouble with math. I have always been good at it so I helped her with math and she helped me with english. I thought it was odd! I wrote her back and told her about my dream. With-in seconds I get a reply. She freaks out and tells me that she sits at the back of her math class, and her teacher fits the description I gave her from my dream perfectly.
The next night I was out walking my dog around the neighborhood with a friend. We would occasionally look up to the sky in awe of the stars. I saw a fast moving light like a meteor, but slower, although much faster than an airplane. Then, it made an impossible ninety degree turn. First to the right, then to the left, and it disappeared. My friend and I both stopped, looked at each other and said at the same time “Did you see that?”
A woman’s voice from behind us spoke out, “I sure did, never seen anything like that before?”
We both turned and standing there was a young woman who was tall, brunette with curly hair, and wearing glasses. She introduced herself as Mary. We talked for quite a while about what we had seen. Through our discussion she mentioned that she was a teacher. I stopped mid-sentence and mentioned my old friend’s name. She was in fact my Becky’s math teacher.
Was all of this coincidence? Why the UFO and why strange connections? I renewed my friendship with Becky and we are better friends than ever. I am now a junior in highschool, and yes I still help her with Math and she still proofreads my english assignments.
Marcella Cunningham
Well that is an amazing story Marcella. That does seem like a lot of coincidence to me, but who really knows how the universe works. Thank you for your story!
-Ron
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We have a story that is frightening! Omar Qadri is a faithful listener who has contributed to the show several times. He sends us this story as told to him by his mother. It comes from a time when she was still in the old country.
Here is her story as told by Omar:
When my mother was a young girl, she and her sister were playing a game in the neighborhood park with a group of friends. The park, mother told me, was located near an ancient temple ruin that dates back thousands of years ago during the rule of the Hindu Kush. They controlled the Northern parts of India which is now Pakistan. It was late at night and the game they were playing was called “Red Fairy”. It is similar to hide and seek. In the game all the children hide and the caller would say, “The red fairy is looking for you.”
That night my mother’s sister was the caller, “The Red fairy is looking for you!”
Suddenly, my mother heard a scream that could only have come from her older sister! All the kids scattered, out of fear, and ran to their nearby homes. My mother, of course, ran towards her sister! She caught up to her and then stopped dead in her tracks. She caught a glimpse of a woman dressed in red. The park’s dim lighting illuminated the creature’s clothing.
When they got home my mom’s sister was hysterical. She kept repeating, “I saw the red Fairy!” She was crying and my grandmother asked her what happened. Breathing wildly she said, “I was counting down with my eyes closed and was saying: the red fairy is coming. When I opened my eyes a woman shrouded in red garments was standing directly in front of me! I screamed and ran!”.
My mom said that her sister was sick for about two weeks after that and would not leave the house. From that day on they never played late in that park again. However, the story does not end there. My grandmother told them both, years later, about a young woman who was murdered in the woods near the ancient ruins. She was found wearing red garments that night. Hence the tale of the red fairy!
Omar Qadri
This Week’s Podcast:
On the program this week we have a different kind of science fiction story. This one introduces the character Jame Reteif who just happens to be a new breed of spacefaring diplomat. The story is titled The Yillian Way and opens a new world of adventures in the world of diplomacy. You can listen to this podcast on Thursday at Ron’s Amazing Stories, download it from Apple Podcasts, stream it on Stitcher Radio or on the mobile version of Spotify. Do you prefer the radio? We are heard every Thursday at 10:00 pm and Sunday Night at 11:00 PM (EST) on AMFM247.COM. Check your local listing or find the station closest to you at this link
Our story this time comes from Noah Yassi who is a long time resident of Yellowknife, Canada. It takes place in the Nahanni National Park. Now you know that I had to do some research, because that’s what I do. Nahanni National Park Reserve is in the Northwest Territories of Canada, and is approximately 300 miles west of Yellowknife. The centerpiece of the park is the South Nahanni River.
Tribal legends describe a wolf-like evil spirit that roams the valley and kills people by biting their heads off. Though the so-called “Headless Valley” lies in Canada, its resident monster has been sighted in Alaska at least once by an American mechanic who described it as a “wolf on steroids.” The cast and crew of the American TV show “Alaska Monsters” claimed to have narrowly escaped an encounter with the beast.
Now, here is Noah’s story.
Life here is simple and relaxed. We do have our moments, but for the most part everything depends on the weather. Vacations are short, but always planned. The last thing you want is to be trapped in the wilderness or out of town. Yellowknife is a capital city, but the population is only about 20,000 people. Compare those numbers to American City and I think you get the idea.
I was about ten years old when my story occurred. My family was set to head to Nahanni. We go there every summer to enjoy camping, fishing, hiking and a host of cultural activities that you can only find there. The local tribes depend on the summers to to make it through the winters, so they go all out.
One morning we planned a hike and packed enough food and water to make a day of it. It was still a bit chilly in the mountains in June, but worth it because the sights are nothing short of breathtaking in spring. We had just finished lunch when a rare snowfall began. It is not unheard of for it to snow in June, but it is rare. It never lasts long so we weren’t concerned. When it began to get heavy we decided to turn back and finish the hike on another day. Most likely tomorrow all of this will be gone.
It was then my dad that noticed the tracks in the snow. They were wolf-like, but the spacing and size were off. They were much too large and spread out. The night before we had been telling each other ghost stories around the campfire. One of the stories was about a wolf spirit that is said to inhabit the area. One thing was for sure these tracks were following us!
My dad took the lead we all followed close behind. There was my mom, two sisters, my brother Joshua and I. We were coming down a steep but passable down slope when we heard the first sounds. At first it was a guttural growl. Something out of those wolf-man movies of the early 70’s. It became louder and more pronounced the closer we got to the valley. My dad told us to group up and stay on the path. He reached into his pack and pulled out his hand gun.
As we rounded the corner we saw what was an impossibly sized wolf-like-creature. It was blocking the path and bearing its teeth like some evil devil hound. My dad ordered us to back-up and fired his gun into the air. The beast seemed to know what that meant and dove into the deep forest. We waited there for some time until dad gave us the all clear. I remember that I was holding onto my brother and that he was shaking.
We walked about another half hour. The snow had finally stopped and the lower we got the warmer it got. Soon we were laughing and talking about what we had seen. My brother said, “Dad fought the beast and won. He was the hero of the day!”
It was then we heard the Howl-Scream. I don’t know what else to call it. It sounded like a half-human half-wolf howl. It was close, too close. The sound shook all of us to the core. The girls began to cry and I remember hanging on to my brother again.
Another sound blasted out from the forest. Something definitely had died. My dad said it could have been a bull elk. Whatever it was, it sounded horrible. We picked up the pace and finally made it back to the campground. All of us were very happy that we had rented a cabin for this trip and finally felt safe again. We never finished that hike that summer and no one ventured past the activities provided by Inuit tribe.
– Noah Yassi, Yellowknife Canada.
Noah went on to say that they returned to camp there many times over the next few years and never had another experience like that again. They even ran into a pack of wolves, but as scary as that should have been, real wolves could not hold a candle to what they saw that day. Cryptozoologists speculate the saber-wolf might actually be a remnant population of dire wolves also called “bear dogs”. Descriptions of these creatures make it sound more like a wolf, but who can tell with evil spirits, really?
The Nahanni Valley has been steeped in folklore and mystery since it was first inhabited around 9 to 10 thousand years ago. Many tribes were afraid to settle within the region because they believed it to be an evil, haunted place inhabited by various spirits, specters, and devils. Those who did come here, such as the native Dene people, told of mysterious creatures lurking in the vast forests.
In 1908, brothers Willie and Frank McLeod came prospecting in the valley just as many others had done before them. The two packed up their gear, headed out into the wilderness, and never returned. After a year had passed, it was presumed that the brothers must have succumbed to the elements or any of the countless perils the area had to offer. Some rumors suggested that the two had succeeded in finding one of the mythical veins of gold thought to dot the valley and had made their fortune. Then, just as suddenly as they had vanished, the two men were found dead along the river. Their bodies had been decapitated and the heads nowhere to be found.
Mysterious monsters or dire wolves? I leave that to be your choice. Either way if you ever find yourself in the Nahanni National park watch your back. It appears that some of the locals are looking to watch yours!
On the podcast this week we continue the theme of cryptid wolves but this time from new mexico. We will be talking about the Navajo legend of the Skinwalker. You can listen to this podcast on Thursday at Ron’s Amazing Stories, download it from Apple Podcasts, stream it on Stitcher Radio or on the mobile version of Spotify. Do you prefer the radio? We are heard every Thursday at 10:00 pm and Sunday Night at 11:00 PM (EST) on AMFM247.COM. Check your local listing or find the station closest to you at this link
This time we have an email sent in by Johnny Jackson from Jot Em Down, Texas. Yes, that is a real place.
Hello Ron, I know that my story is pretty short, I call it Into The Light and I hope that you like it. I live in a Texas town and I know how you like to research the names. They say we do everything big in Texas. I have never agreed with that. I say we do everything weird. I live in Jot ‘Em Down, Texas. We have had people in the area since the late 1800s. A store was built in the 1930s named the Jot ‘Em Down Gin Corporation, after the fictional store in the radio show, Lum and Abner. Later, the highway department used the name to identify the area and it has stuck to this day.
My story is this. I own and operate a small farm. We grow mostly corn and some soy beans. One night I was working late tilling a field for planting the next day when a very strange thing happened. I looked up into the amber night sky when a ribbon of light descended down. It hit the ground like a lightning bolt, but made no sound. I pulled my tracker to a stop and watched in awe. This was the early 80’s and cell phones and digital cameras were not a thing. I have only my memory of the thing as proof. I walked up to this thing and stretched out my hand. It tingled a bit and then was gone. I have often wondered what would have happened if I had walked into the light.
Johnny Jackson
I Johnny I too have to wonder what would have happened. Would you be writing to us to tell your story? It boggles the mind. Thank you, it truly is amazing.
This Week’s Podcast:
The podcast this week is titled The Man Who Was Dead. It comes from a story that appeared in the 1930’s pulp magazine Astounding Stories of Super-Science. It is something that you will just have to hear for yourself. Amazing just doesn’t cut it. You can listen to this podcast on Thursday at Ron’s Amazing Stories, download it from Apple Podcasts, stream it on Stitcher Radio or on the mobile version of Spotify. Do you prefer the radio? We are heard every Thursday at 10:00 pm and Sunday Night at 11:00 PM (EST) on AMFM247.COM. Check your local listing or find the station closest to you at this link
Whenever possible I like these weekly stories to match up with the upcoming podcast. Today is one of those times. Our story comes from Albert Reagon who sent this one in from the great state of Idaho. It does make you think twice about the movie The Birds.
Hello Ron. I have heard that you enjoy a good cryptid story. While I have never seen bigfoot, nessie or dogman. I have seen a Thunderbird and fought one off to save my life. There is no doubt in my mind that these creatures do exist.
In July of 1977 we were on vacation in Craters of the Moon National park. It was a thick mosquito-laden summer night and I was a group of boys playing in the campground together. Suddenly, from out of the night sky a shriek shook our world. It is difficult to describe, but it was so loud that all of us grabbed our ears. From out of nowhere two large birds swept in from the skies attacking us. Two boys dove to the ground and escaped the deadly talons, but I wasn’t so lucky. The largest of two dug its claws deep into my shoulder.
The wind created by the bird’s flapping wings was incredible. It struggled to lift me off the ground, but I felt myself begin to move. I pounded on the things breast as hard as I could. It felt like armour and it hurt to strike him. I knew that if I didn’t free myself I would have been taken. I desperately fought and finally the thing released my shoulder. The beast hit the ground hard and was stunned. That gave me the chance to run away. I dove under some monkey bars. The creature made a second attempt to get me but could not get through to me. It shrieked again and flew off to join its mate.
My parents found me under those monkey bars, but I refused to leave. Later a nurse came and crawled inside to treat my shoulder. In the end I did go back to camp. I refused to sleep in the tent and my dad let me sleep in the car for the rest of the stay.
I know most won’t believe my story. I was the subject of many news reports of the day and was quite famous in our town for some time. Even today I can still feel those talons and thank god I was able to escape the thunderbird.
Albert Reagon – Idaho
This Week’s Podcast:
On the podcast this week it is all about the Cryptid. We do have thunderbirds, skinwalkers, bigfoot and even killer insects. This show just might be one of the freakiest yet. You can listen to this podcast on Thursday at Ron’s Amazing Stories, download it from Apple Podcasts, stream it on Stitcher Radio or on the mobile version of Spotify. Do you prefer the radio? We are heard every Thursday at 10:00 pm and Sunday Night at 11:00 PM (EST) on AMFM247.COM. Check your local listing or find the station closest to you at this link
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