Horror Stories

Hitch-Hikers

Hitch-Hikers 
Posted by Misse
 
My dad told me this story and I thought it was scary ever since I was a little girl. 
 
There was a nun on her way to a small town in Montana, on the Cheyenne reservation. She was supposed to be at a church meeting and was running a little late. It was very dark outside, and she was worried as it was getting late. She believed in God, and wasn't afraid of anything, well almost anything. 
 
She was getting very tired as she turned to glance at her car radio's clock. It was 10:15 p.m. When she looked back at the road, she saw a figure, standing there. She wanted to drive by, but she was trusting and thought she could use the company of an stranger. As she pulled over to the side of the road, this man walked over to her side of the car. He was a pale white, tall man, and wore a huge overcoat, and a big black hat. 
"Excuse me sir, do you want a ride?" 
He looked down upon her and smiled. 
"Why, sure, where are you going?" 
She didn't like the way he sounded, but, she was polite to him. 
"I'm heading to the church in Busby. Are you going that way?" 
"Yes," he said as her got in the back of the car, " Thank you, for stopping. Usually, no one stops for hitch-hikers this late at night." 
She smiled and felt like she had known him well. 
 
All the way to Busby, she told him about her faith and what she did. He listened and laughed, once in a while. He usually laughed after she had spoke about God. She thought he was agreeing with her, so she said nothing and thought little about it. 
 
He had told her that he came all the way from across the country. He came from somewhere in Mexico, and had an appointment with some of his good friends. As they finally approached this hill, which was close to Busby, he asked her to stop. 
"Are you sure? I could take you to your friend's house?" 
As he got out, he replied, "No, I'll be good right here. I'll walk. Actually, I have some one coming for me. Right near this spot. 
" Are you sure?" she asked, as she had seemed to like his company. 
"No, but thank you, Claris, for the ride." 
He smiled at her and then walked down the road. 
 
Then, she wondered. I never told him my name. She got out of her car and looked down at the tracks he left, and screamed. Where his footprints were, there was hoof prints. She drove into Busby, arrived at the church, and told the priest about what had happened. She showed him her car and in the back seat, there was a devil's sign. 
 
The next morning, she was found dead in her car. Right where she had dropped the hitch-hiker off.