You might not want to go on a vacation to these places.

Unless you really like to spend your vacation besides a ghost. The following are the scariest urban legends the Internet had to offer. While there is not proof that these stories are true. Myths aren’t born out of nowhere so there must be some truth to these stories right? God, I hope not.

You might want to turn on the brightest light in your room and snuggle into your bed for this one.

#1 Venezuelan Whistler.

We have one in Venezuela called “El Silbón” (The Whistler) typical of the wetland plains and prairies regions we call “Llanos”.
Description is usually of a very emaciated man dressed in cowboy’s (llanero) rags with a wide brim hat that hides his skeletal face. He roams the countryside and patches of bush at night, with drooping shoulders, downcast stare and a heavy bag full of bones and half decomposed remains slung over his back.

There are two distinctive features, however, that make him particular: he continuously whistles, a high chord progression C-D-E-F-G-A-B-C that goes higher in tune with every note – and is unnaturally tall and strong, with some accounts describing him as towering over 6 meters in height.

His origin is not clear, with some tales stating him as an accursed parricide. But whatever he is, is feared by lone travelers. Specially drunk or unfaithful men that travel through the country. Story has it that his ominous whistle is suddenly heard very loud and close, yet the source cannot be pinpointed – and contrary to logic, when the sound gets lower and appears more distant it is an indication of his immediate proximity.

He will then kill by strangling or by concussion and devour the victims and throw the bones in the bag. Can be seen occasionally wading over the high walls of haciendas/fincas and honest prayer should keep him away.

#2 Okinawa Children.

In Okinawa the was a house near the USO on Kadena Air Force Base that was abandoned. A man killed himself and his family in it. It was said to be haunted. It was even part of the ghost tours they gave on base. Reports that the outside lights would turn on by themselves and creepy things happening.

One story was that a woman could be seen washing her hair in the sink in the kitchen through a window. The creepiest thing by far, was that this house shared a chain link fence with the daycare building.

My friends mom worked at the day care. Children, 4-5 y/o, would constantly throw toys over the fence. When asked why, they said they wanted to play with the children on the other side. All of the kids saw these other children, but the adults could not. It throughly freaked out anyone who worked there.

#3 Child Ghosts.

In San Antonio, there was a school bus which broke down on a set of train tracks. After getting stuck there, a train immediately barreled down the tracks and before any of the children could get out of the bus, the train and bus collided and tragically killed all on board. It was such a tragedy, that they eventually named all of the nearby streets after these children.

So, as you drive past a mental institute, on roads named after dead children, you come to a hill. On this hill is where the road meets the train tracks. You park on the tracks and put your car into neutral. For an added effect, you can put white powder on your bumper. Then, you wait.

After a little bit, your car randomly starts moving by itself off of the tracks. It’s even more odd, because your car doesnt go down the hill, but instead it goes up the hill. If you put white powder on your bumper, you go and look to find tiny fingerprints.

Supposedly, those prints are proof of the reason why your car moved by itself off of the tracks…it’s because the ghosts of the children who died in the wreck those years ago are what pushed you off of the tracks – to save your car, and your life, from being hit by a train like they were.

#4 Stick People.

I’m Native, and the story of the Stick People always gave me the heebie jeebies at dusk, or if I was alone in the woods. It basically is that there are these Stick People that live in the hills, and they draw children in who don’t pay attention to their parents, children – and even adults – who wandered into their territory, children who are out past their bedtime, or even babes out of their baskets when their mothers have their backs turned to put up laundry on the line.

The Stick People, as told to me, were small, midget like, in size and skeletal. They were were mischievous and wicked, they would steal from you…like the extra sock from your dryer, your lost car keys, or…your children.

As I lived in a very rural area on a reservation, I’d assumed these Stick People lived up in the hills…so every time I’m in the hills now I’m always looking around, and very alert, and not because there are bears and cougars in the area…but because of the Stick People.

#5 Feral Montana Hitchhiker.

So, I had a football coach back in high school who was also one of my teachers for a semester. He told us one story that freaked us all out pretty bad.

He had a coaching job at a small college in Montana when he was a lot younger and newly married. Also, He said that after practice one evening, he was making his long commute home, and the route ran alongside just fields and fields of hay, grain, whatever. Since it was late summer/early fall, it wasn’t even approaching dark yet. His car was an old beat up truck with just a bench seat.

Anyway, he’s driving along when he sees a hitchhiker on the shoulder. This being back in the day and in small-town Montana, my teacher pulled over to let the guy in without a second thought. The man was described as wearing a really old, outdated style of suit. Not quite a zoot suit, but styled in a similar, baggy way. He also had a big, stylish hat. This guy looked like he was out of the 40’s, and “sort of like a pimp”. My teacher thought it was weird that he was so overdressed, it being super hot out. But maybe that was the only clothing he had.

So the guy gets in next to my teacher without a word. Teacher asks him where he needs to go, and the guy just points forward. Teacher drives on.Later, my teacher tried talking to the guy, just trying to make simple conversation, but the guy wouldn’t speak or even acknowledge him. He just pulled his hat down like he was sleeping.

Out of nowhere, the guy just tips up his hat, looks out the window, and says “Stop the car, Now.” My teacher pulls over and lets him out, not wanting to offend a possibly crazy man. The guy stands on the side of the road for a second, and then at a dead sprint, just runs off into the field beside the road, until my teacher couldn’t see him anymore (granted the crop was fairly tall).

He waits there for a while, thinking maybe the guy had the runs or something and didn’t want to s*** next to the road. After a long enough wait, my teacher gets back in the truck and starts to accelerate back on to the road.

The thing about really old trucks is that they don’t accelerate very fast. As my teacher got back on to the road, he looked in his rear view mirror to check for a safe merge. But there wasn’t a car in sight. What there was, was the hitchhiker, on all fours like an animal, running (crawling?) after the truck at an inhuman speed. Meanwhile, my teacher is beginning to fish-tail as he attempts to go faster. The whole time his eyes glued on the mirror, watching the man chase after his car.

Eventually, he was able to get up to speed and lost sight of the guy in his mirror. When he was able to stop at a gas station to use a pay phone, he called his wife at home to tell her the story, and to lock up the house. She thinks he’s just messing with her, and he had been talking to her coworker about the hitchhiker.

When he asks why she would think that, apparently at her office in the town she worked in, one of her coworkers told her a story of the exact same thing happening to them. And it is a well-known urban legend in that town. She thought it was just folks playing with the new girl at work, who had to drive home alone at night.

Anyways, my teacher assured her that he was not lying, and she evidently believes him and can vouch for her side of the story, because she showed up to one of our fundraisers and I asked her about it.

So yeah, now I just avoid lonely roads in Montana.

#6 Witch Ritual.

In high school, my buddies and I used to cruise in the backwoods to a spot called Witches’ Cove. It was a small valley surrounded by woods next to a one-lane cobblestone bridge. Rumor had it, devil worshippers performed rituals under the bridge.

We’d been there dozens of times to smoke and drink without seeing anyone, but one night we pulled up and there was a bonfire in the valley. There were people dancing around the fire and jumping through it. Some were naked. We got out and approached them, thinking they were partying. One guy walked up and addressed us all by our names. (How he knew them, we had no idea.) He asked if we believed in God. When we said we did, he laughed at us and said we’d better leave.

We were creeped out and decided to take his advice. As we drove away from the area, my buddy in the passenger seat jumped and screamed, pointing at something next to our car. It was hard to see because there were tall weeds growing next to the road, but it looked like someone was crawling on all fours alongside our car. We were going 35-40 mph. It was so fast, it passed us.

We were flipping out. Eventually, we came to an intersection and saw the same guy who approached us at the bonfire, standing by the stop sign, smiling at us. At that point, we did about 85 mph all the way back to town. One of my friends was so scared he went home and had his folks call their pastor to come over and pray with/for him. Of course, everyone at school said we were just high or drunk. Even my own folks didn’t believe me.

I tried for years to rationalize and reach logical conclusions about what happened, saying I was drunk, or it was a dog crawling by us, or it was a different person standing at the stop sign, but it still gives me goose bumps remembering it.

#7 Albinos Ambush Motorists.

We have a mountain range where I’m from called Mount Umunhum. It’s said to be ridden with savage albinos up at the top. Now large parts of this mountain are just normal black top roads with houses. But as you drive further up the houses become more scarce and the forest becomes thicker.

Eventually you’ll see a sign for the Umunhum peak where the savage albinos supposedly live. The creepy part is that it’s a dirt road and two cars cannot go up it at one time. And you can’t really turn around. My friends and I would always go up it and explore around 2AM.

We never got very far before turning around through one side of the road that widens a little which we were always terrified of because it was really difficult to maneuver it and would have been so easy for the savage albinos to get us. Apparently they drive around in a white truck and play tricks on people to get them to pull over before the others ambush you.

#8 Skinwalkers.

During a short term job, I was housed near a reservation and one night, I swore I saw a coyote running across an open space about quarter mile out on it’s hind legs. I told the locals about it and they told me about how things like that happen out here and that I shouldn’t speak of my experience freely to anyone.

One of them introduced me to a “healing man” of a tribe to make sure I was “cleansed of bad spirits” in case the encounter marked me in any way. He told about terrifying encounters that other people have had with these creatures and to not think about them or seek them out while I was there or they would know.

Seriously creepy stuff. I didn’t have another encounter while I was there thankfully. When I left, the locals told me I was very brave and had a “strong mind”.

#9 West Virginia Mothman.

In a 13 months period between 1965-1966, the town of Point Pleasant, WV reported seeing a winged beast with big red eyes. The last report was the beast standing on the Silver Bridge.

And then the silver bridge collapsed. The beast wasn’t reported again afterwards.

#10 Bosnian Brothers.

I’m from a small town in Bosnia called Tešanj. In my town there is a fortress on top of a hill called gradina and it’s basically in the middle of the town. There is a legend on how it was built. Three brothers were building a fortress and every time they build it it would collapse.

They were told that it would keep collapsing until they put a woman inside a wall. Well, the three brothers all had wives and they agreed that the next wive that brings them lunch would be the one.

They weren’t allowed to tell that to their wives, but the two older brothers didn’t keep the secret so the wife of the youngest one brought lunch the next day and she ended up in the stone and from there on the fortress was indestructible.

#11 Scandinavian Gnomes.

That’s crazy, they sound exactly like the Scandinavian nisse. A nisse (or tomte, in Swedish) is a small gnome-like being. They live in barns or farm houses, or in the nearby woods. They are excellent at hiding and can sometimes turn invisible. You will only ever see them in glimts.

If you treat them with respect, they will protect your farm and even help around. They are especially fond of animals. If you insult or displease them however, they can be mischievous, even vicious.

To this day, it’s tradition to leave a bowl of porridge in the barn for the Nisse on Christmas Eve. I didn’t grow up on a farm, so my mom had us put a bowl out in the garage instead. Just in case, she said.

#12 Nora the Nun.

A woman named Nora the Nun haunts some woods near me in Wales. In these woods there is an old 12th or 13th century castle where she is rumored to have lived. There have been so many sightings and even car crashes along the road outside the woods as a result of people swerving to avoid a nun they saw standing in the middle of the road.

The legend goes that Nora was a nun at this castle. She met a handsome castle guard who got her pregnant. After her sin was discovered, she was to be executed for going against the word of God. Nora ran from the castle with her baby and hid him in a tree trunk, with the intention of coming back for him after she escaped her pursuers.

She eventually managed to lose them, but when she went back for her baby, she couldn’t find him. Nora searched the woods day and night until she eventually died. It’s said Nora cannot pass over until she finds her baby.