I was scared as...… The Girlfriends share real life scary experiences and supernatural encounters

So, in keeping with the spooky theme that is inevitably associated with Halloween, the Girlfriends and I all gathered around the virtual bonfire under the eerie blue glow of our devices and proceeded to scare the bejesus out of each other with some of these real life scary experiences and even supernatural encounters that defy explanation. Hope you’re not at home alone reading this…

Staci: Seeing that scaring each other was my stupid idea, I will go first. It was a Friday night back in the Carnival of 1999 and I got the chain up to go WASA fete. Sounds scary from jump, righ

t? Kimba: Hahahhahah

Staci: So we got to the fete and somewhere between walking to the gate to get tickets the plan changed and next thing I knew we were heading for a “night hash” in de bush…

Martie: Faddah

Staci: Mind you I had on a skimpy halter top and jean shorts and one of my other friends had on silver pumps because she swear she is a princess! The point is we were both so not dressed or even ready for what would unfold that night, which for me was one of the longest nights of my LIFE! Needless to say, two open top made-for-the-Taliban jeeps with 4 gal and 3 men proceeded to navigate through the bush across the northern range… we entered by crossing Caura river (whyyyyy) that was raging with a ferocity that threatened to wash us down stream, to getting trapped on a precipice because a tree feel across the bush road and there was no way to turn around! So, mankind and womankind had to come out and help them chop and remove the tree from our way forward…finally we ended up coming out near to Paramin I think… I never cuss and cry and cuss and cry and freeze to death so much in my life…did I mention it was pitch black except for the threatening glow of all sorts of unidentifiable creatures’ eyes and omg the noises! What had me on the verge of passing out a million times that never-ending night though, was the precipice that was literally a foot away from the edge of the tire the entire time. Goes without saying I got new friends immediately after that.

Kimba: What in the actual hell…

Staci: Correct description Kimba, it was a night from hell, I doubted we would ever come out alive so many times eh Kimba: That take #win, sound like a movie where the black people die first…

Staci: Oh! The best part! We came out the bush about 7am the next morning after leaving home since 10 the night before. When we were finally we back on real pitch road, the hill was soooooo steep we had to come out the vehicle and crawl down on our bottom to go down cause walking woulda mean rolling alllllll the way down.

Martie: I think having my ex’s father walk in on us was the scariest thing I’ve even been through. His father saw me upside down, head off the bed, I think I told yall this story already actually…that was scarier than my parasailing accident

Staci: Give us the Para-sailing story! I remember when that happened, before your sister could give me the story she issued a disclaimer, she said in a serious voice...DO NOT LAUGH EH

Martie: ALLYUH not right cause it’s not funny! I never laughed but everyone who heard it did. So I went Dominican Republic with the same now ex-hubs and another couple. It was Euro cup finals, so the guys said they gonna go watch it at the local bar, and the other wives and I said we’re going para-sailing. I had been before in Jamaica and TOTALLY loved it. So we went and everything was cool, when all of a sudden the two guys who took us out, start chatting up my friend. She was a bit scared to try it and she told me to go first so she could see. I said no probs and went first. I well up in d air, enjoying how soothing it is up there. It was so quiet and peaceful and I’m loving the experience again.

So in order for your parachute to catch air, the boat obviously has to be moving, and they don’t usually have you pass over land. Anyhoo, I’m kinda passing along the shoreline, watching a model in a photo shoot and wondering if it’s someone famous and then I realize I’m going down slowwwwwwwly but I’m not worried. I’m watching a craft market that I’m approaching and thinking about the level of poverty cause the market is made of only scaffolding with some tarpaulin and a reused billboard saying CONCIERTO.

Suddenly I see a lil man running below me shouting “ARBOL”...which some of you may know is the word “tree” in Spanish. As he’s pointing, I turn around and watched my yellow, smiley face parachute, go into a coconut tree...ie, there’s nothing holding me up anymore. I’m about 30ft up in the air and come crashing down on top the market which thankfully wasn’t something more solid.

Tamz: Jesus…

Martie: Well at this point the boat is now tugging to try to get the parachute outta de tree and well, I’m being tossed about. Finally they get it out and I now come crashing down onto the beach, which is not no normal beach. It’s NOT bathing area as the shore is riddled with coral...huge rocks of coral and I also get dragged across that. My only concern? I’m in my bikini and my breasts are gonna pop out!

Staci: Wow!!! Well your sister’s version was wayyyyy less dramatic, she was like she crashed into a coconut tree but hearing what really happened now, jeez that sounds scary as hell.

Martie: Up to now I eh scream yet lol but I ended up getting 8 stitches by my eyebrow. That was the most pain ever.

Staci: In DR? You coulda get plastic surgery one time but that mighta turn into a next scary experience. Ladies, what about spooky incidents? Supernatural type hair-raising experiences?

Mel: I have a few, my son definitely sees things and as a kid I did - big time. Like when I was three, a man used to stand in the corner of my room and watch me sleep. Tall - like a Dick Tracey type silhouette. I used to ask him if he was going to hurt me and he would shake his head. And then I would ask if he was there to protect me and he always nodded. No one believed me. I even got a shrink visit or two.

Ronz: When I was about eleven, I was asleep in my bed.

Something woke me up, not a noise or anything but more like a sense that someone had come into my room. Anyway, so I’m awake and looking towards my door. It’s dark eh, at the foot of my bed I’m kinda seeing someone but not clearly.

Before I could sit up to make sense of what, if anything, I was seeing I started to feel like someone was grabbing me by the wrists. Like both at the same time and started to tug at me, as if trying to pull me so I’d be sitting up. They tugged a few times and then the last time they tugged me hard enough that I was now sitting up in bed. Then it suddenly stopped and whatever/whoever was gone! I would tell allyuh it felt real like as if it had been one of my parents or any other living person

Kimba: Wow

Staci: Chillsssssss, what did you do homie? Ronz: Nothing! I sat there dumbfounded for a bit and then eventually went back to sleep. But for a short time afterwards I would hear banging in my walls. My bedroom was next to the stair way and it would sound like someone was knocking on d other side. I would look and here was never anybody.

I’d hear it during the day and sometimes in the middle of the night, and eventually it all just stopped.

Martie: Oh I have one but it wasn’t scary, at least not to me. One of the houses I lived in when I was in London had what I referred to as a child ghost. When I was home alone, I never felt alone and sometimes you would leave something somewhere and it would disappear…

Staci: Ummmm and that’s not spooky?

Martie: I was never worried, I just used to say things like “ok, it’s not time to play, just put it back for me please cause I need it”, and usually like in 5 minutes would pass and then it would be there. I asked the girl I lived with about it and she said yes, that she too thinks it’s a child and it was there since she was a child herself. In fact, the whole family felt it was a little girl cause she would only take the girlie stuff.

Staci: I’m spooked just listening to your story and you weren’t scared living there?! Shero ting with you yes… Martie: For some reason I can’t explain, we never felt scared of her…but you see the ex-man faddah walkin in on us mid-coitus now that was the scariest thing ever to happen to me The Girlfriends is a group of 15 women between the ages of 26 - 45 who are willing to give an unadulterated look at their own experiences.

Some names have been changed for privacy.

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